As the blood-red banner unfurled with a swish, Mitaraishi Anko landed steadily atop the podium.
Her wild, sexy, slightly bloodthirsty aura of a crazed beauty spread like an invisible net, instantly enveloping the entire classroom.
Sasuke instinctively tensed up, his scarlet Two-Tomoe Sharingan spinning madly as he analyzed every dangerous detail emanating from this woman.
Sakura's little face went pale with fright. She wished she could curl herself into a ball and make herself as inconspicuous as possible.
More than a hundred examinees were crushed beneath the overwhelming pressure of an elite jonin—and the captain of the Torture and Interrogation Force—to the point that none of them dared breathe too loudly.
Except for one person.
Naruto Uzumaki.
He remained seated calmly, propping his cheek up with one hand while the index finger of his other hand tapped lightly against the desk in a steady rhythm.
There was not the slightest trace of fear or retreat in those deep blue eyes. Instead, they held an intrigued, appraising look as his gaze brazenly roamed over the spectacular curves barely contained beneath her fishnet outfit.
[System: High-quality female target detected—Mitaraishi Anko. Potential: A+. Extremely high conquest value.] [New mission issued: Lustful Moment! Completely conquer this thorny purple rose in the Forest of Death!]
The corner of Naruto's mouth slowly curled into an amused smile.
Another interesting prey had entered the field.
His undisguised, hormone-filled appraisal would have been an offense to an ordinary woman, but to someone as wild as Anko, who had spent years walking the line between life and death, it was a more direct provocation.
Anko noticed it at once.
Her brow shot up, and her brown eyes instantly locked onto Naruto.
Interesting little brat.
After she had released such intense killing intent, someone still dared look at her like that.
That was not courage. That was someone who had never died before.
She let out a cold laugh, lightly tapped the edge of the podium with her toe, and nimbly landed in the aisle before Naruto.
Her high-heeled boots clicked against the floor—tap, tap, tap—each step seeming to strike the hearts of every examinee.
Finally, she stopped at Naruto's desk and looked down at him from above, her tall figure casting a heavy shadow.
"Hey, blondie."
Anko spoke, her voice playfully husky yet carrying a bone-piercing chill. "You've got quite the arrogant look in your eyes."
She slowly bent down, bringing her heavily made-up yet stunning face close to Naruto's. Less than a fist's distance separated them.
A scent of perfume, sweat, and faint blood rushed toward him.
"Believe me, once we get to the Forest of Death, I'll be the first to chop you up and feed you to the snakes."
A strand of nearly tangible killing intent erupted from her body and shot straight at Naruto's face!
She wanted to see this ignorant brat piss himself in terror, weeping and begging for mercy.
"Naruto!"
Sakura cried out nervously, both hands clamped tightly over her mouth.
Sasuke shot to his feet, his right hand already resting on the ninja tool pouch at his waist. His Sharingan stared fixedly at Anko as chakra began surging through his entire body.
Yet Naruto did not move at all.
Faced with killing intent that would have made an ordinary Genin cry, he slowly raised his head and met Anko's eyes, a supremely confident smile tugging at his lips.
"Feed me to snakes?"
Naruto finally spoke, his voice casual and faintly flippant. "Examiner Anko, if someone built like me goes in there..."
As he spoke, he slowly rose to his feet.
Standing over six feet tall, combined with the explosive, muscular physique of his Perfect Sage Body, he instantly went from being looked down upon to looking down on her!
The shadow that had originally fallen over him reversed in an instant, completely shrouding the voluptuous but relatively petite Anko!
"I'm afraid your snakes would burst from trying to swallow me."
Boom!
The instant his words fell, a terrifying aura even more primal and tyrannical than Anko's killing intent erupted from Naruto's body!
It was neither chakra nor mere killing intent. It was the pure pressure of life itself, born from his Perfect Uzumaki Sage Body, like that of an ancient ferocious beast!
If Anko's presence was a bloodstained blade drawn from its sheath—
Then Naruto's aura was an erupting active volcano, capable of burning all things to ash!
They were not even on the same level!
This power was formless and intangible, yet as heavy as a mountain. In an instant, it crushed Anko's prized jonin presence to pieces!
The savage smile on her face froze instantly. It was as if she had been struck by lightning, and her mind went completely blank!
An almost suffocating feeling of absolute suppression, born from a difference in the very level of life!
Before a mere Genin, she felt a horrifying pressure she had never even experienced in the presence of the Hokage!
How was that possible?!
What kind of monster was this brat?!
At several hidden observation posts outside the examination room, the masks on the faces of the ANBU tasked with monitoring Naruto nearly slipped off.
"What is that?!"
"The instruments show no chakra response! But... but this pressure... Quick! Record it and report it to the Hokage immediately! This has exceeded the normal scope of A-rank surveillance!"
Inside the examination room, Anko swallowed with difficulty, her legs actually beginning to weaken.
The dignity of an elite jonin and the pride of the Torture and Interrogation Force's captain forced her to suppress the urge to turn and flee.
She suddenly raised her hand. A kunai hidden in her sleeve snapped out, flashing coldly as it slashed toward Naruto's cheek!
She wanted to teach him a lesson!
She would defend her dignity with blood!
Swish—!
The kunai's edge passed by Naruto's cheek, leaving behind a faint line of blood.
Naruto had deliberately chosen not to dodge.
He merely wanted to see how this interesting woman would react after flying into a rage from embarrassment.
At the sight of blood, Anko perked up, as though she had regained her confidence.
That sickly, wild smile appeared on her face again. She extended her tongue, about to lick the blood from Naruto's cheek.
"Hehe, I love watching arrogant little brats like you bleed in despair..."
However, before she could finish speaking, before the tip of her tongue could even touch that warm blood—
It was unbelievably fast!
A large hand had already clamped down on her wrist like an iron vise!
"!"
Anko's face changed drastically!
She had not even seen how he moved!
Instinctively, she tried to pull her hand back, but the hand gripping her remained completely unmoving, its strength terrifyingly immense!
A piercing pain shot through her wrist. Anko felt as though her wrist bone was about to be crushed alive by that absurd, monstrous strength!
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