Punching the South Mountain Elderly Home, Kicking the North Sea Kindergarten

Shangguan Yue closed his eyes and probed with his divine sense. "That's a relief. There's no one with a massive amount of chakra; they should all be small fry."

Looking at the faint blue halos around the dantians of those people, Shangguan Yue breathed a sigh of relief. His eyes darted around as he looked down at the stage and shouted.

"Alright, stop arguing. I'll take on ten at once. You lot, come up ten at a time."

"Ahhh! This is too insulting! Move aside, I'm going first!"

"Since that's the case, don't blame us for what happens."

Before long, exactly ten people climbed onto the stage—no more, no less.

Senju Yunting frowned, clearly displeased with Shangguan Yue's approach, and shouted.

"The battle begins."

Shangguan Yue didn't overthink it. Facing ten people, he felt no fear and let out a loud shout.

"Void Step: Explosive Flash: Gale Slash!"

Spinning his body and swinging Longque with the blunt side of the blade facing his opponents, Shangguan Yue vanished from where he stood in the eyes of the ten.

The next second, he appeared right before them. As their figures crossed, Shangguan Yue emerged behind them.

Immediately, a small whirlwind appeared in front of them. Their bodies were covered in dense, shallow wounds from the wind blades.

However, they had lost the ability to move; the wind pressure within the blade gale had caused damage to their internal organs.

"Come again, that's not enough."

"Void Step: Explosive Flash: Gale Slash!"

Shangguan Yue cut through them like a knife through vegetables, shattering the dreams of this group of five-year-olds.

"Waaaah!"

One by one, they burst into tears and ran home.

Compared to his peers, Shangguan Yue was simply too strong. The crude combination of two power systems was not to be underestimated.

"As expected of the youth who could defeat Nawaki. This must be a self-created taijutsu; it has excellent area-of-effect damage. It's just that I cannot fathom the principle behind it. Even with my years of experience, I can't make heads or tails of it—it's as if it were naturally formed. Sigh, I truly am getting old."

Senju Yunting fell into deep thought as he watched Shangguan Yue's techniques.

"Kid, don't go yet. Let's have a spar."

"Elder Yunting, are you trying to bully the young with your seniority? If this gets out, the Senju clan won't have much of a face left. Let's be honest, is winning or losing really that important? Can't we just have a friendly exchange?"

"Munai, stand down."

"Elder..."

"I said, stand down!"

"Yes!"

"Elder Yunting, your prestige could use some work."

"Little one, there's no need to try and stir up trouble for me. This time, I thank you. The event is over; you may leave."

Shangguan Yue was stunned. This old man is actually this reasonable? Well, I won't stand on ceremony then.

Shangguan Yue turned and left without a hint of hesitation, as if he had made up his mind about something.

After Shangguan Yue departed, the supporters behind Senju Yunting swarmed around him.

"Elder, is it really okay to just let him leave like that?"

"That's right, Elder. What will the other clans think of us?"

"Exactly! Our reputation has been completely trampled."

Everyone spoke over one another, giving Senju Yunting a headache.

"Shut up! There are too many ears here. Follow me."

The group followed Senju Yunting all the way to the Senju Ancestral Shrine, where he sat cross-legged at the very front.

The clansmen sat in rows behind him, forming a fan shape. They waited expectantly, eager to hear what the only remaining elder of the Senju had to say.

Senju Yunting looked around at everyone, and his opening words were a critical blow.

"Do you all still believe the Senju Clan possesses glory? Do you still think you have any dignity left?"

Hearing these words, the crowd wanted to retort, but they fell silent in the end; thinking back on the events of the past few years, they did not know how to speak.

"Why aren't you saying anything?

Weren't you all acting so imposing outside just a moment ago?

Bullying a five-year-old child—that is truly the only thing you are capable of. Do you really expect to reclaim our dignity from a five-year-old?

Stop indulging in the glorious history of the past; as we are now, we are fragile and vulnerable.

The glory of the past belongs to our departed kin.

All we must do now is preserve the last shreds of our reputation.

Using the hands of Shangguan Yue to shatter the arrogance of our younger generation is the only way to help them survive longer."

Compared to the self-pity on the Senju side, Shangguan Yue was also troubled as he looked at his log.

Cleared Senju Instance: Kindergarten. Rating: Ordinary. Obtained 20 challenge attempts.

"This is way too little. It's not enough for me to farm the items I want. The further along a ninja is, the more abilities they have.

It seems I'll have to lean toward life-or-death duels in the future; otherwise, getting my hands on good loot is nothing but a pipe dream.

But the new generation of the Senju Clan is truly sparse. That shouldn't be right. What on earth happened?"

Recalling the mere thirty or so people he had just faced, Shangguan Yue felt it was strange.

"They produced Senju Hashirama and Senju Tobirama, the First and Second Hokage, so how did they end up like this?

I can't figure it out. Sigh, forget it. I'll go play with the cute Senju Nawaki instead. This time, I really need to think about how to fight.

If I want good items, I have to engage in life-or-death battles. The Senju bloodline is, after all, a branch of Kaguya Otsutsuki's lineage.

It's a good thing I watched so many Naruto breakdowns in the past, or I wouldn't even know who to look for regarding bloodline evolution.

However, there is still so much time before the plot begins. The amount of plot knowledge I have won't be of any use yet."

While lost in thought, Shangguan Yue lay back down on Tsunade's tatami mat, his consciousness drifting into the Balance of God.