"Because Sasuke Uchiha has not arrived yet, the originally scheduled match between Sasuke and Gaara has been temporarily postponed to the next match. The next match will be between Temari of Sunagakure and Shikamaru Nara of Konoha."
Shikamaru was stunned when he heard the news.
He glanced at Temari who was already waiting on the field, then at Naruto who was smiling meaningfully at him next to him, and finally buried his face in his hands.
"Naruto, is your mouth open?"
Shikamaru's voice came from the fingers, with a sense of powerlessness being teased by fate.
But in the next second, he returned to his usual lazy expression, put his hands down from his face, put his hands back into his pockets, half-jokingly raised his right hand, and waved in the direction of the center of the field.
"I abstain. I think it would be too boring to fight Sunagakure's opponent. It would be more reliable to let Shino play..."
Before he could finish speaking, a hand grabbed his back collar.
If Shikamaru felt something, he turned his head and saw Naruto standing behind him with a smile on his face.
Shikamaru chuckled. He had seen this smile several times during the Ninja Academy period. Naruto would always smile like this before doing something bad.
"Naruto Don't make such jokes at this time..."
Before he could finish speaking, Naruto picked him up and threw him out of the waiting area. He drew a perfect parabola in the air and fell firmly to the center of the examination room.
When he landed on the ground, Shikamaru staggered for a moment before standing still. This awkward posture made the people in the audience burst into laughter.
In the stands, Asuma buried his face in his hands.
Yuhi Kurenai next to him gently touched Asuma's shoulder with his arm, and asked with a hint of unbearable gloating, "Is this your student?"
"Naruto!! You guy!"
Shikamaru got up from the ground, ignored the dust on his knees, turned around and waved his fist in the direction of the waiting area.
In the waiting area, Naruto patted his chest towards Shikamaru in the center of the venue, and then stretched out his finger to point at Shikamaru:
"Be brothers, in our hearts!"
"Don't worry about thanking me, you will thank me later!"
"You..."
Shikamaru looked at Naruto's face that needed a beating, and couldn't help but want to go up and beat him up.
Then Shikamaru turned around resignedly, looked at the impatient Temari opposite and sighed:
"Forget it, it's here now."
Temari looked at the deer with "I don't want to fight" written all over his face. She curled her lips without concealing it, with a hint of disgust in her tone. "What the hell is going on with you?"
"He was obviously thrown down by his partner, but he still has no fighting spirit at all."
"This kind of lackluster man is the most despised!"
"A quick decision, I don't have time to spend time with you on the court."
After speaking, Temari unfolded Three-Star Iron Fan on his back. "Wind Release·Great Sickle Weasel!"
A strong wind carrying gravel and sand poured out from the fan, and the air in the center of the entire field was instantly torn apart.
Shikamaru's eyes became serious for a moment.
He dodged sideways the moment before the strong wind arrived, moving quickly with the soles of his feet on the ground, using the shadows of stones and dust shattered by Wind Release on the field to quickly analyze the direction of light and the distribution of obstacles on the battlefield.
Then he used his hands Hand Seals and used Shadow Imitation Technique to pull out a slender black shadow from under his feet, extending in the direction of Temari.
The shadow silently wandered on the ground, passing through the cover of gravel and sand, and accurately stuck in the short gap between Temari's move after waving his fan, and it was able to catch Temari's shadow.
The entire audience held their breath.
Temari also felt the loss of body control at that moment.
Her arms were still in the fan-waving position, but her whole body was firmly locked in place by the shadow of Shikamaru, unable to move.
Shikamaru The sweat on his forehead slid down his cheeks, but he couldn't help but curve the corners of his mouth.
Then Shikamaru put down his hand.
He took a deep breath and stood there raising his right hand.
"I admit defeat, I give up."
"Hey?!"
Thousands of spectators in the audience simultaneously let out incredible exclamations.
Temari's shoulders that had just relaxed tightened again. She stared at the Konoha Genin in front of her with wide eyes, who was only one step away from victory, and her mind was filled with questions.
She was clearly unable to move just now. As long as Shikamaru moves her hands, the battle can be solved.
But he actually gave up on his own initiative?
What on earth is this guy thinking?
"Are you kidding me?"
Temari's voice contained a hint of irritation, but more of it was confusion.
"You clearly caught me just now, why did you give up?"
Hearing this, Shikamaru put his hand back into his pocket and looked up at Temari: "My Shadow Imitation Technique can only last for less than ten seconds after continuous use."
"In these ten seconds, my remaining Chakra is not enough to support any attack Ninjutsu that can knock you down."
"When the ten seconds are up and the shadow lets go, you will still win."
"Since the ending is the same, it's better to end it as soon as possible to save everyone the trouble."
"Competitions and stuff are too troublesome."
Temari was stunned in place.
Genma Shiranui took Senbon from his mouth, glanced at Shikamaru, then raised his right hand and announced, "The winner of the third game, Sunagakure Temari."
Applause rang out sparsely from the audience, interspersed with whispers from many audience members who had not yet recovered.
Next game.
Sasuke still hasn't appeared.
As time passed by, Genma Shiranui glanced at the direction of the VIP seats, and then at the still empty player aisle.
He sighed, moved the Senbon in his mouth to the side, and was about to announce that Sasuke Uchiha was disqualified from the competition because he did not arrive within the specified time.
At this moment, a huge cloud of white smoke suddenly exploded in the center of the venue.
The smoke swirled and gathered in an extremely neat way, the blades flew in the air, and two figures appeared in the center of the field.
Kakashi's right hand still maintains the Body Flicker Technique retracting posture.
Sasuke stood in front of Kakashi, his blue turtleneck and short sleeves rustling in the wind.
"Sorry, we're late."
Kakashi stood up, raised his hand and apologized in the direction of the VIP seat and the referee's seat.
Sasuke ignored the noise in the audience and asked Naruto: "Did you win the first game?"
Naruto folded his hands on his chest and nodded to Sasuke.
Sasuke raised the corners of his mouth slightly, then quickly returned to his cold expression.
"Huh, that's good, crane tail."
After saying that, he looked away from Naruto and turned to Gaara who had been watching him.
Gaara also looked at Sasuke, showing a cruel smile, then turned around from the waiting area and walked down the stairs.
When he reached the corner of the stairs, two Chunin from Xiaonin Village stopped him.
Gaara didn't stop, or even made any Hand Seals movement. The sand pouring out of the gourd behind him swallowed the two of them as if it were alive.
Then he walked straight to the center of the field and stopped a few steps in front of Sasuke.
The rest quickly exited the venue.
Kakashi found Kai after retreating to the auditorium.
"Kay, do you have something to tell me?"
"Your expression doesn't look right."
Kai crossed his arms, without the usual sparkling smile on his face.
He was silent for a moment, and then told Kakashi the battle process between Naruto and Neji.
From the scene where Naruto uses Shadow Clone Shuriken to force Neji to use Rotation continuously, to the scene where Rasengan breaks the Rotation barrier, and the overwhelming battle rhythm of the whole scene.
After Kakashi listened, Forehead Protector's lower eyes trembled slightly.
Rasengan?