Shuriken Test

However, all of this, in the eyes of Uchiha Obito, only stirred up a strong sense of defiance within him.

"Hmph, what's so great about that? Watch me!"

Uchiha Obito shouted loudly.

He picked up a shuriken and whipped his hand forward, the shuriken flying out carrying all his expectations.

However, the shuriken traced a crooked arc through the air, and finally, with a "thud," it buried itself deep into the ground outside the target range.

The surrounding classmates burst into a roar of laughter, and Uchiha Obito's face instantly turned bright red.

He felt his self-esteem had been severely wounded.

"Damn it!"

Uchiha Obito cursed under his breath. Ignoring everything else, he quickly grabbed the remaining shuriken, flailing his arm wildly and throwing them all out at once. For a moment, shuriken flew chaotically through the air.

Perhaps the goddess of luck finally favored him, as one of the shuriken miraculously struck the bullseye.

Uchiha Obito was stunned for a moment, then a smug grin bloomed on his face; he tilted his head back and laughed out loud.

"How about that? I'm not so bad myself, am I!"

Uchiha Obito shouted at the surrounding classmates, trying to salvage some of his dignity.

However, the reactions of his classmates varied; some still wore mocking expressions, while others simply shook their heads in resignation.

But before Uchiha Obito's laughter could even fade, suddenly, a cold glint flashed by, and another shuriken shot out, moving so fast that it was almost impossible to react in time.

With a crisp "ding,"

that shuriken struck Uchiha Obito's shuriken—the one that had just hit the bullseye—with pinpoint accuracy, knocking it away while embedding itself into the center of the target.

The sound of metal clashing echoed across the training ground, sounding exceptionally sharp.

"Who is it?"

Uchiha Obito widened his eyes in shock, the smile on his face vanishing instantly, replaced by anger and confusion.

He looked in the direction from which the shuriken had been fired and saw Kakashi standing there with a look of disdain.

Kakashi's gaze was cold and contemptuous, as if telling Uchiha Obito that his meager achievement was not worth mentioning at all.

The crowd around them let out another gasp of amazement, and this time, the gasps held a greater sense of admiration for Kakashi's superb technique.

The screams of the girls rose one after another.

"Damn it, I'm going to teach you a lesson, you arrogant guy!"

Uchiha Obito roared at Kakashi, pushing off the ground with his feet, ready to charge at him.

Just then, a strong arm reached out and firmly blocked Uchiha Obito.

Uchiha Obito turned his head to see that it was the teacher.

The teacher's eyes held a hint of sternness and helplessness as he looked at Uchiha Obito and said calmly:

"There is a practical combat lesson tomorrow. If you're not satisfied, you can settle it then."

Hearing this, Uchiha Obito gritted his teeth, glared fiercely at Kakashi, and shouted:

"Fine! Tomorrow I will definitely teach you a lesson. I'll let you know the power of Uchiha Obito!"

Kakashi merely glanced at Uchiha Obito indifferently, revealing a mocking smile.

In his eyes, Uchiha Obito was nothing more than an overconfident loser who wasn't worth taking seriously.

He shoved his hands into his pockets and turned to leave, leaving Uchiha Obito trembling with rage on the spot.

"Next, Uchiha Amada."

The teacher's booming voice successfully drew everyone's attention.

After pulling back the agitated Uchiha Obito, the teacher regained his usual dignity and composure, his gaze landing on Uchiha Amada.

Uchiha Amada took a deep breath, stood firm at the throwing line, and locked his gaze tightly onto the distant bullseye.

Focusing all his attention, "Snap!"

With a crisp sound, the shuriken landed firmly near the center of the target.

Everyone on the training ground wore an expression of surprise.

The teacher was slightly taken aback.

This Uchiha Amada, who was always fast asleep in class and regarded by everyone as a loser, had actually achieved such an outstanding result?

He couldn't help but ponder to himself:

Could this be luck?

Even Kakashi, who usually disdained everyone else, couldn't help but glance sideways, taking a look at this Uchiha Amada, who was usually so unremarkable.

However, in his eyes, while such a result could be considered excellent, it was still far from enough to make a genius like him truly take notice.

He merely swept a cold glance over, then resumed his indifferent expression, as if none of this had anything to do with him.

"Damn it, even Yutian managed to do it!"

Obito was even angrier.

In his view, as a member of the Uchiha clan, how could he be outdone by Yutian, who was also regarded as a dead last? His heart was filled with resentment.

Just as Obito's anger had nowhere to vent, Rin's gentle and sweet voice rang in his ears:

"Obito, don't be angry, one test doesn't mean anything."

Rin gently patted Obito on the shoulder, her eyes full of concern and comfort.

Yutian looked at the shuriken firmly embedded near the bullseye, feeling quite satisfied, even if he couldn't compare to a genius like Kakashi.

But recalling a year ago, he was just like Obito, unable to even touch the edge of the target with his shuriken, drawing jeers from the surrounding classmates.

Yet over this past year, he had spent every day in the woods outside the village practicing chakra control and physical conditioning.

Now, that effort had finally paid off.

For him, this result proved that his training was effective.

"Yutian, you guy. You've become so impressive without a sound."

Obito walked over, his face written with defiance.

His tone carried a hint of sourness; as fellow members of the Uchiha clan, both long regarded as dead lasts, Yutian's progress left a bitter taste in his mouth.

"Luck, just luck."

Yutian waved his hand with a smile.

At this moment, Yutian's mind had already drifted far away.

His head was filled with the seven green 10-pulls he had accumulated for so long.

He couldn't wait to go home and start drawing.

He finally understood why those gacha game players got so hooked.

As soon as the Ninja Academy classes ended, Yutian jogged all the way home and quickly shut the door.

Right now, his heart was set only on the seven green 10-pulls he was so looking forward to.

"Start drawing!"

Yutian took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner excitement, and focused his consciousness on the green option of the lottery wheel.

As his will moved, the lottery wheel instantly spun at high speed, green and blue lights intertwining and flashing.

Yutian's eyes were fixed tightly on the rapidly spinning wheel.

However, when the result of the first green 10-pull was revealed, Yutian's face turned black.

The 10 green draws he had been so looking forward to had actually turned into 5 white and 5 green.

"What the hell, it shrunk by half!"

Yutian couldn't help but curse.

But Yutian didn't give up there; he gritted his teeth and triggered the draw again.

Yet the results of the next three consecutive green 10-pulls were equally frustrating.

Everything that came out was white or green items; he didn't even see the shadow of a blue one.

"Is it this rigged? Is this a Tencent gacha, or is it because I didn't wash my hands before pulling?"

Yutian muttered to himself, his voice filled with helplessness and self-mockery.

Then, Yutian stood up abruptly and walked quickly toward the bathroom.

"Continue, please, at least give me a blue one!"

He said as he washed his hands.

After washing his hands, he still wasn't at ease, so he splashed his face with cold water as well.

Returning to the room, Yutian sat back down at the table, took a deep breath, and sank his consciousness back into the lottery system.