A month later, the third round of the Chunin Ninja Exams-the finals-began.
The finals were held in a large circular arena. Konoha had invited many daimyo and nobles, and celebrities and political leaders from all walks of life would be attending.
A lot had happened before the finals began. That unlucky bastard Gekko Hayate had died after all. When Lin Chuan heard the news, he immediately swore. "Fuck, did that dumbass want to die that badly? He had such a gorgeous wife, and he threw it all away to go steal intelligence with tuberculosis? He was practically begging to die-"
His life points hadn't increased that night, so he had known something had gone wrong. Even after he had fired a signal flare for Gekko Hayate, the idiot had still died. There really was no saving someone determined to get himself killed.
Over the past month, the other contestants had undergone varying degrees of special training, preparing for the finals. The month passed quickly, and the Chunin Ninja Exams finals officially began.
"Chuan, will you come? I've been waiting for you for so long." The reincarnated Kabuto Yakushi wore a hood and an ANBU mask, hiding among the crowd as he searched for that familiar figure. The day of the third round had finally arrived, and he could hardly contain his desire for revenge.
Since Lin Chuan had lost to Kabuto Yakushi, he had no place in the finals. Even if he wanted a chunin vest, he had no chance of getting one. If he survived the Chunin Ninja Exams, perhaps he could find another route to promotion.
Lin Chuan had indeed come, but only as a shadow clone. At a time like this, how could he possibly show up in person? His real body was hiding somewhere no one