Kizaru did not hold the shuriken behind his body like his classmates; instead, he raised it to his lips.
Seeing this, most of the students watching revealed expressions of confusion, with only a very small number guessing the meaning behind Kizaru's action.
This guy is going too far! Nara Shikaku was among that small minority; when Kizaru asked his question earlier, he had already suspected that this guy was up to no good again.
Besides Nara Shikaku, Yamakawa Kiyoshi also sensed something was wrong. Combining this with Kizaru's earlier question, he guessed that this student, usually so lazy, seemed about to pull off something major.
However, Yamakawa Kiyoshi did not speak up to stop him; he merely tensed his muscles, entering a state of high alert.
That movement. Hiruzen Sarutobi, hidden on the outskirts of the school, clearly saw Kizaru's actions and couldn't help but turn his head toward his old friend beside him.
"This child is truly reckless!" Despite the complaining words, there wasn't a hint of anger on Danzo's face; instead, it carried a trace of excitement.
Hiruzen Sarutobi withdrew the question he had intended to ask, returned his gaze to the playground, and took a deep breath to steady his mind.
Wind Style chakra, imbued with nature transformation, erupted from Kizaru's mouth, wrapping around the wooden shuriken.
Under the influence of the Wind Style chakra, the shuriken began to spin, its speed accelerating continuously.
As the rotation speed increased, Kizaru moved his right hand, which was controlling the shuriken, to his side.
Around the high-speed spinning shuriken, a transparent, tangible, ultra-thin, and razor-sharp wind blade formed in a half-meter circle.
Everyone present was stunned, staring blankly at Kizaru's performance.
"Th-this... this is Lord Danzo's!" Yamakawa Kiyoshi recognized the jutsu Kizaru was performing: Wind Style: Shuriken.
Instinctively swallowing his saliva, Yamakawa Kiyoshi snapped back to reality and hurriedly shouted, "Everyone, back up five meters!"
The teacher's shout brought the students back to their senses, and they scrambled to retreat.
"This guy is actually this strong?" Uchiha Inabi, who had just returned to the crowd, muttered to himself while being pulled back by his classmates, his eyes locked onto Kizaru.
With his right hand raised to control the shuriken and his left hand in his pocket, Kizaru appeared completely relaxed. He even turned to look at the students behind him, ensuring everyone had retreated before continuing his move.
With a light flick of his right hand, the Wind Style: Shuriken shot forward, spinning rapidly toward the target in front of him.
Bang!
The moment the wooden target touched the Wind Style: Shuriken, it was instantly sliced into countless fragments.
After destroying the target, the Wind Style: Shuriken did not stop; it continued forward, landing on the open ground several meters behind the target.
A louder sound erupted as dust, gravel, and dirt were blasted into the air, forming a greyish cloud of smoke in front of Kizaru.
Standing in front of the students, Yamakawa Kiyoshi felt cold sweat break out on his back as he witnessed this scene.
Shifting his gaze to Kizaru's back, Yamakawa Kiyoshi gasped, a clearer realization of Kizaru's monstrous nature dawning on him.
Has this guy's strength perhaps already surpassed my own?
Yamakawa Kiyoshi thought with uncertainty, a sense of frustration and bitterness rising in his heart.
The existence of a genius is truly a blow to ordinary people!
Is there really any need for this child to be in school?
Yamakawa Kiyoshi thought silently to himself.
It wasn't just Yamakawa Kiyoshi who felt this way; most of the ninjas lurking on the outskirts of the school, who had been monitoring the exam, shared the same thought.
Such a monster was truly demoralizing for the other students.
A Jonin from the Hyuga Clan's branch family, also hidden outside the school, had already activated his Byakugan.
With the Byakugan's x-ray vision, he immediately saw the extent of the destruction caused by Kizaru's jutsu, as well as the terrifying chakra on Kizaru's body that rivaled a Tailed Beast.
"A monster, this guy is simply a monster!" the Hyuga branch Jonin instinctively exclaimed.
The Jonin's self-muttered words were extremely soft, but both Hiruzen Sarutobi and Danzo, standing on a tree branch in the distance, heard them.
Frowning slightly, Danzo felt displeased by the Hyuga ninja's words.
Words with such negative connotations as "monster"—people of our Shimura Clan can say it, but what right does someone from a Hyuga branch family have to describe him that way?
"Just a slip of the tongue," Hiruzen Sarutobi, who knew his old friend well, said to Danzo, excusing the Hyuga ninja.
The frown slowly smoothed out, and a smile appeared on Danzo's face.
"Sigh! Let the Shimura Clan take responsibility for the repairs to the playground! Once the exam is over, I will certainly teach this brat a lesson; he is truly too reckless."
Smiling and shaking his head, Hiruzen Sarutobi picked up his pipe, took a puff, and slowly exhaled the smoke.
"Danzo, let this child graduate early. There is nothing left for him to learn at school."
Danzo's expression shifted, becoming troubled. "This child is too well-protected by the elders in the clan, and his personality is far too willful. He is unwilling to graduate early, and I find it difficult to force him too much."
Hiruzen Sarutobi, understanding his old friend's personality, looked surprised at Danzo's words and thought to himself, Since when have you been so easy to talk to?
Danzo seemed to guess his friend's thoughts and continued, "I have already made an agreement with him: at most three years, and he will graduate early from the school."
Hiruzen Sarutobi nodded and said nothing more.
Returning his gaze to the playground, he saw that because of Kizaru's spectacular performance, all the targets for throwing ninja tools were destroyed, and a large crater had appeared in the ground behind them.
When the dust settled, Yamakawa Kiyoshi walked over to Kizaru with a complex expression. He looked at the large crater in front, then at Kizaru, who was still smiling calmly, and couldn't help but twitch his mouth.
"Ahem!" After clearing his throat to draw the attention of the entire class, Yamakawa Kiyoshi spoke.
"Due to the severe damage to the training grounds." At this point, Yamakawa Kiyoshi cast another glance at Kizaru.
Feeling his teacher's gaze, Kizaru wore an apologetic smile, looking thoroughly sorry.
"Because the training grounds are severely damaged, the shurikenjutsu test is temporarily suspended. We will move on to the next round: the combat test!"
"Yes~"
Hearing the teacher's words, the students, who had not yet fully recovered from Kizaru's recent performance, responded in a perfunctory manner.
"Everyone, head to the combat arena ahead and get ready. The test will begin immediately."
After directing the students to leave, Yamakawa Kiyoshi called out to Kizaru, intentionally walking at the back of the group.
"Student Kizaru, please refrain from using overly dangerous ninjutsu during the upcoming matches!"
"Don't worry, Teacher! I know my limits," Kizaru replied calmly.
You know your limits? You don't know a damn thing!
Yamakawa Kiyoshi thought fiercely to himself.
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