The spicy smell of Daimyō's special supply of the best tobacco exploded in the classroom instantly.
"Cough! Cough cough cough!!!"
Kurenai Yuhi burst into tears on the spot as the thick second-hand smoke hit the sky.
She coughed crazily, clutching the edge of the desk with her little hands, and her delicate face turned red from holding it in.
His red eyes were full of humiliation and rage, and his whole body was on the verge of going crazy.
With a sharp retching sound of despair, she picked up the thickest book "History of the Shinobi World" on the table, turned around and hit Asuma hard on the shoulder.
Asuma didn't hide at all.
He accepted the book forcefully, even took down his pipe, and knocked the ashes on the corner of the table with great grace.
Immediately afterwards, he used the subwoofer that was deliberately lowered to spit out a line that was enough to be recorded in Shinobi World's cerebral thrombosis medical record:
"Hong, I tolerate a woman's little temper."
Faced with this absurd scene, Gang Ziyun's brain shut down for five seconds.
Gang Ziyun feels like he is going crazy.
Due to the identity of the other party Hokage's son, he swallowed back the words "little bastard".
The muscles in his cheeks twitched wildly, and he gritted his teeth and asked sharply, "Ah, Si, Ma!"
The deafening roar almost shattered the window glass, "What the hell are you doing?! Who taught you to smoke in the classroom?!"
The whole class fell into deathly silence.
In this dead silence, Asuma stood up slowly.
He raised his chin slightly, looked at the whole audience, and finally looked lovingly at Kurenai Yuhi, who was about to choke and roll his eyes.
Then, he responded proudly:
"Teacher, you don't understand, this is... the charm of a mature man."
This extremely outrageous remark by the boss echoed in the classroom for a long time.
With a "click", Gang Ziyun's remaining rational defense line was shattered into pieces.
His face turned into a pig liver, his fingers were shaking as if he was having a Parkinson's disease, he pointed at the door and roared hysterically:
"Asuma! Push me out! Push far away!!!"
[Ding! Immersion Points from Asuma Sarutobi, +666!]
[Ding! Breakdown Points from Kurenai Yuhi, +999!]
[Ding! Guard-Break Points from Gang Ziyun, +1000!]
[...]
"Bang!"
The classroom door was mercilessly slammed shut.
Asuma, who was yelled out of the classroom, not only did not roll away, but folded his arms and leaned against the window frame in the corridor.
He held his father's pipe in his mouth, took a puff with his eyes closed, and blew out a crooked smoke ring with great enjoyment.
He looked into the distance with "It's so cold at high places" written all over his face, as if he was a lone wolf from the north.
In the classroom, Gang Ziyun dug at the edge of the podium and took three deep breaths.
I accidentally breathed in two puffs of second-hand smoke and almost broke my guard again.
He reluctantly suppressed the curse words that rushed into his throat and patted the chalk dust in his hand.
"Everyone, please be quiet!"
Gang Ziyun banged on the blackboard and switched back to ruthless teaching mode.
"The first lesson of the new semester, practice and practice!"
"In ten minutes, Abandoned Training Ground will gather!"
"Let me see if you have gained strength during the summer vacation, or if you have just gained weight!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Obito in the back row jumped up as if there was a spring under his butt.
His eyes were shining brightly, and he tugged at Ye's sleeves and shook them wildly.
"Ye! The opportunity has come!"
"Today I have to use new moves to beat Kakashi down!"
"Lin is sitting in the front row. She is totally devoted to me after watching the cliffhanger!"
Ye glanced sideways at Obito's clear and stupid eyes, suppressed a smile, and said casually.
"Don't worry, Lin will definitely be impressed by you today."
"Understood!"
Obito nodded heavily, taking this poisonous milk sentence as an imperial edict.
Kakashi, who was halfway across the aisle, silently covered his face and let out a deep sigh.
Destroy it, this idiot is hopeless.
After a while, Abandoned Training Ground outside.
More than thirty people gathered in a circle, and the dust was swirling in the wind.
Gang Ziyun opened the roster and announced loudly, "The first duel! Uchiha Ye, versus Might Guy!"
"Okay!!!"
A deafening roar exploded on the ground, almost sending the girl next to him away.
Might Guy jumped into the field like an arrow.
With two lasagna-like tears in his eyes, he immediately launched into a classic offensive stance.
"This is youth! My best friend! Please do your best and never hold back!!!"
Ye slowly walked out of the crowd.
He took his hands out of his trouser pockets, patted the dust on his cuffs, and stood still in the middle of the sand.
"Just spell Taijutsu?"
Ye casually put up a minimalist defensive posture.
"Of course!!!"
Might Guy's blood boils.
"Come."
Ye nodded.
Before he finished speaking, Might Guy's feet exploded with gravel, and his whole body shot to the ground like a cannonball!
The whole class thought this would be Kai's signature mad dog-style reckless charge, but once they met, everyone was dumbfounded.
In the middle of his sprint, Kai's footsteps suddenly stopped and changed course in a strange way!
The left foot cuts out and the center of gravity suddenly drops.
Immediately afterwards, an extremely cunning low-angle volley and straight punch went straight to the blind corner, and the wind of the fist roared!
"Ouch!"
Gang Ziyun's brows jumped at the sight.
Ye was calm and unhurried, turning slightly sideways and flicking his right arm.
Kai spun around and struck an iron elbow seamlessly. The transition between offense and defense was frighteningly smooth.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The two of them exchanged punches and kicks on the sand, with afterimages flying around.
Every hand-to-hand fight stirred up large amounts of dust, giving the students a textbook level of oppression during their sparring.
The onlookers were collectively stunned.
Are these the same thick crane-tailed eyebrows that only know how to open and close them?!
In the corner of the crowd, Uchiha Tekka's eyes were as wide as bells, and cold sweat broke out on his back.
A layman watches the excitement, an expert watches the door.
Others can't understand it, how can he, as a member of the Uchiha Clan clan, not understand it?!
Kai's fine-tuning of steps and shift of focus just now clearly have the shadow of Uchiha Style Taijutsu Secret!
That is the core secret of the entire clan!
Tekka looked in horror at Ye who was on the field with ease.
Is this kid crazy?!
You actually treat your family's secret knowledge like cabbage and give it to a commoner to train?!
What's even more outrageous is that Might Guy, a Muggle who couldn't even refine Chakra, actually managed to master it?!
This deviant behavior directly confused Tekka.
[Ding! Astonishment Points from Uchiha Tekka, +888!]
[Ding! Guard-Break Points from Uchiha Tekka, +666!]
Sand and dust were flying in the field, and the sparring became intense.
After playing more than a dozen rounds and figuring out Kai's current physical limits, Ye's eyes flashed and he no longer held back.
His figure suddenly exploded!
His left foot accurately hooked Kai's sweeping leg, and his right hand tightly clamped his wrist.
A crisp sideways grapple locks the joints and uses the force to strike.
"Boom!"
An extremely violent over-the-shoulder throw!
Might Guy was smashed firmly into the sand pit, stirring up dust all over the sky.
But Kai didn't give up. Just when he was about to stand up and fight again, Ye suddenly took a step forward.
He put away his careless expression and instantly changed it to a tragic expression of extreme pain, as if he had sacrificed his life generously.
Yeju was condescending, his eyes were horribly deep, and his hoarse voice delivered a line that was extremely shameful.
"My dear friend, there is no need to say more. I will take the power of your youth and continue to move forward."
The wind stopped and the whole place was dead silent.
Kai was completely stunned.
The next second, two lines of tears burst out again.
He lay in the pit, crying like a child, looking up to the sky and wailing:
"My best friend! I'm begging you! I leave all my youth to you!!!"