I Just Said Everyone Present Is Trash

Zhou Cheng strolled toward the arena, only to find it already packed with a sea of people; everywhere he looked, there were heads.

His arrival immediately sparked a commotion.

"Mr. Zhou Cheng is here!"

"Mr. Zhou Cheng is here!"

"Sir, we've been waiting for you for a long time!"

The crowd automatically parted to clear a path for Zhou Cheng, allowing him to step onto the arena.

"Yo, it's quite lively today!"

Zhou Cheng smiled faintly, maintaining the air of an expert as he hopped onto the stage with ease.

He was in a great mood, and as he passed through the crowd, he spotted several familiar faces.

Itachi, Shisui, Uchiha Izumi, and Tsunade.

Tsunade had actually come?

And Little Sasuke hadn't even gone to the Ninja Academy; he was standing right there in the queue.

"Let's begin!"

"You're first!"

Zhou Cheng pointed at the person standing before the arena steps and beckoned with his finger, signaling him to come up.

The man's face flushed red with excitement, already imagining his dream coming true.

Unfortunately, both instances of damage were only white, and he failed to pull any high-tier rewards from the blind box.

"Next!"

"Can't you people stop disappointing me?"

"A bunch of ants!"

If I don't use words to provoke you, you all like to hold back.

"Hey, who are you calling an ant?"

"You're just a piece of trash without a shred of chakra. I have no idea what tricks you used to fool so many people into wasting their time here."

"Tricking people with nothing but common ninja tools and money!"

A few hot-headed ninjas who were visiting the arena for the first time couldn't help but confront Zhou Cheng.

How could an ordinary person have such an arrogant attitude?

It was laughable that people were flocking to him, fighting tooth and nail to squeeze to the front.

"Hey, don't talk if you don't know the truth!"

"Yesterday, the second son of the Uchiha Clan head awakened his Sharingan right here."

"The eldest son of the Uchiha Clan head, the genius ninja Itachi, pulled a treasure that increased his fire-style chakra affinity and lowered the difficulty of learning fire-style ninjutsu."

"Even Shisui of the Body Flicker pulled a treasure that increased the power of his ninjutsu."

"As for those who only pulled common items, they only have their own lack of strength to blame for not dealing enough damage!"

The few ninjas who had been clamoring earlier craned their necks to retort:

"Sasuke awakening his eyes was just his own destiny; it just happened to be here!"

"And that so-called fire-style chakra affinity and ninjutsu power—those are ethereal, invisible things that aren't worth trusting at all!"

"We came here today specifically to expose his true colors!"

"A mere genin, a piece of trash with pathetic amounts of chakra—what right does he have to be called 'Sir'!"

Seeing the two groups getting increasingly heated, Zhou Cheng shook his head with a bitter smile.

Haters are fans too; as long as they can help me break the shield, they're good people!

"Ahem, what are you arguing about!"

"It's a waste of time!"

"I didn't mean anything else with that last comment; I just meant that everyone present is trash!"

"Can't take it? Then get on the stage and slash me!"

The Uchiha Clan plaza erupted with thunderous jeers and insults.

Those who hadn't received rewards and didn't know the depth of Zhou Cheng's power glared at him, shouting that they would beat him until his own mother wouldn't recognize him.

Only those who had received rewards yesterday and held firm faith in Zhou Cheng lowered their heads in shame.

That's right, to someone like Sir, we truly are trash.

He stands there letting us attack him without any defensive stance, yet we still can't harm him in the slightest.

Even then, he still gives us rewards!

Such a good person is worthy of our respect!

Itachi and Shisui exchanged glances, both seeing the same resolve in each other's eyes.

To ensure our senior does not look down on us, we must give it our all.

If we can open a solution to the conflict between the clan and the village from those boxes, then Senior Zhou Cheng will be the benefactor of the entire Uchiha Clan!

On the other side, Sasuke kept a straight face, quietly clenching his fists. Big Brother, I definitely won't let you down.

Tsunade stood in the crowd, watching Zhou Cheng with a complex expression. This kid—how can I not gauge his strength?

He is only a genin?

Yet, where does he get the nerve to let ninjas attack him?

That box is interesting, too. It looks like an ordinary box, yet it can produce all sorts of items.

How does he know what is in which box?

Every box looks exactly the same!

I want to get on that stage even more now!

Kakashi, who had arrived early but hadn't joined the line, silently walked to the back of the queue.

He originally had no interest in Zhou Cheng, believing deep down that the man was just a charlatan.

But looking at the scene now, that didn't seem to be the case. One couldn't discern his strength, and he possessed only the chakra of a novice genin.

How can a genin have such confidence that he can withstand so many attacks?

He is truly seeking death!

But why can't those ninjas cause him any harm?

Perhaps only by observing him up close can I understand the reason.

People continued to cycle on and off the stage, but after a dozen or so had passed, not a single one could deal more than 100 damage.

Zhou Cheng gave a helpless, wry smile. These people were mostly genin, so low damage was understandable.

He hadn't held much hope to begin with; how much damage could ordinary ninjas really deal?

Hurry up, let the jonin like Itachi come!

At a few dozen points at a time, how long will it take to break the shield!

Soon, it was the turn of someone Zhou Cheng recognized: Uchiha Izumi.

The legendary lover of the "Itachi God," though in this timeline, the two of them hadn't reached that stage yet!

"Zhou Cheng-kun, hello!"

"This is my first challenge today, I hope you'll go easy on me!"

Zhou Cheng smiled faintly. I'm not attacking you, so what is there to go easy on? A one-night stand?

"Use your full strength!"

"Remember one thing: the higher the damage, the better the reward!"

Zhou Cheng said this not just to remind Uchiha Izumi, but to remind everyone present!

Most people still had reservations, afraid that they might actually kill me!

It's just a pity—as long as the shield exists for a day, I am invincible for a day, though it is only a defensive invincibility!

Uchiha Izumi put away her smile, her face full of seriousness.

Use my full strength?

Will I hurt him?

Probably not. If geniuses like Itachi-kun and Shisui-kun couldn't hurt him, I certainly won't be able to either.

Then I will bring out all my chakra!

She began to weave hand signs, her chakra circulating rapidly within her body:

"Fire Style: Searing Migraine!"

She spat a small fireball from her mouth, which exploded the moment it reached Zhou Cheng's side.

The surging flames instantly swallowed Zhou Cheng, and even the ground where he stood was set ablaze.

Whoosh!

The crowd fell silent for a moment, followed by a massive outburst of gasps!

"That's a B-rank ninjutsu! How old is she?"

"The key is the power of the ninjutsu. To have such power, it shows her chakra reserves are quite impressive!"

"Who is she? Does anyone know?"

But there was no answer!

Itachi's gaze was burning. As expected of Izumi, she truly is a genius!

Itachi clearly remembered that the last time he and Izumi met, she had only been a genin.

Yet the amount of chakra manifested today had clearly reached the level of a Chunin!

How long had it even been!

Shisui nodded, his eyes filled with approval:

"Her control over Fire Release chakra is quite refined; it seems we have another ninja specializing in the fire attribute!"

"However, her overall strength shouldn't be at the Chunin level yet!"

"Unless she has already awakened the Sharingan, then it would be hard to say!"

Tsunade was also taken aback; Hazuki's daughter certainly had talent!

"I told you, he's nothing but a fraud. This time, he's definitely going to be burned to a crisp!"

"Heh, that's the price for playing god!"

At that moment, the flames on Zhou Cheng's body vanished instantly, as if they had been absorbed by something!

-1567.