"You did very well." Seeing the bell in Lin Chuan's hand, Hayama Shirakumo sheathed his Longwind Sword. In his eyes, forcing him to use Vacuum Sword four times was already an outstanding achievement.
Not everyone could withstand four of his Vacuum Sword attacks. His opponent's performance was nothing like what one would expect from a newly graduated Genin and had far exceeded his expectations. The information in the ninja records had not been exaggerated. This boy was a genuine genius, and he now understood why the Third Hokage had entrusted Lin Chuan to him.
Meanwhile, the other two who had arrived by the river were already dumbstruck by the battle. The wind blades whipped up by Vacuum Sword had kept them from approaching, and even quite a few trees along the riverbank had been sliced apart. They could not even get close to the edge of the fight. A Konoha Jonin was truly terrifying.
When Lin Chuan looked over with a smile, Passerby A and the chubby Passerby B both gulped. Only now did they realize just how strong Lin Chuan, who so often skipped class, really was. Their initial disdain immediately faded.
"There's still one bell left. Want to try taking it?" Lin Chuan smiled at the two extras and pointed at the remaining bell hanging from Hayama Shirakumo's waist.
Gulp. "N-no, I'm not trying." Passerby A swallowed. Now that he finally understood how strong Hayama Shirakumo was, he had no desire to grab any bell.
"I'm not trying either." Passerby B also waved his hands in refusal. Taking a bell from a Jonin this strong was an impossible test—unless you were this freak.
"You two failed. Go back to the Academy." Hayama Shirakumo leaped out of the river and landed among the three of them, formally announcing the