ANBU's life flies by so fast. In the blink of an eye, it has been almost a month since Lin Ze joined ANBU.
During this month, he participated in various trainings on time every day, from stealth reconnaissance to code deciphering, from Taijutsu confrontation to tactical cooperation.
On the surface, like other alternate members, he is learning the skills required by ANBU step by step.
But only Lin Ze himself knew that the sense of urgency deep in his heart was growing day by day.
In the assessment two months later, although it is still not worthy of being called the Sword of Damocles hanging above my head, it is almost there.
After all, only ten people were selected out of four hundred people, and this elimination rate was cruel.
Not to mention that the alternate members whose numbers range from 201 to 400 have been trained for a full three months more than the Lin Ze group, and are significantly stronger.
After training, Lin Ze often stays alone with Taijutsu Training Ground and continues to practice Eight Gates Released Formation.
After turning on Fourth Gate·Gate of Pain, his speed and strength will be greatly improved, enough to make his strength reach the level of Special Jōnin.
Only in this way can he be sure to stand out in the assessment.
Fortunately, Eight Gates Released Formation's ability had already been exposed in the Ninja Academy, so Lin Ze didn't need to deliberately hide it when he practiced it in ANBU.
And with the physique of the Uzumaki Clan, he also let go a little bit more often than Gate of Opening. Although it was not as high as when Orphanage was, it was still a lot more than Might Duy and others.
Occasionally, instructors or fellow students saw him training Eight Gates Released Formation, but they only looked at him a few more times without asking too much. Firstly, they knew but didn't ask questions. Secondly, ANBU was like that, he didn't inquire about other people's affairs and just focused on his tasks.
"No. 567, are you practicing again?" One night, when Instructor Leopard was inspecting Training Ground, he saw that Lin Ze was still practicing hard and couldn't help but ask.
Lin Ze stopped and replied respectfully, "Yes, instructor. I want to improve my strength as soon as possible."
The eyes under the leopard mask looked at Lin Ze and asked, "Eight Gates Released Formation?"
Lin Ze nodded.
"Not bad Taijutsu, but pay attention to step by step." Instructor Leopard said with a hint of reminder in his tone, "Excessive practice will damage the body."
"Thank you, instructor, for reminding me, I will pay attention." Lin Ze said this, but smiled bitterly in his heart.
Why doesn't he know the importance of taking things step by step? But time waits for no one!
As the amount of training increases, Lin Ze's food intake has also increased significantly, so Lin Ze often needs extra meals.
Fortunately, the welfare of ANBU is still good. Even if Lin Ze has a big appetite, it will be enough to prevent Eight Gates Released Formation from starving to death due to frequent cultivation.
"567, are you going to eat extra food again?" The alternate member of the same period couldn't help but joked when he saw the mountain of food on Lin Ze's dinner plate.
Lin Ze just twitched his lips and smiled and said, "The amount of training is heavy, and it is easy to get hungry."
After briefly talking to these colleagues, Lin Ze was also immersed in cooking, and there was another person sitting not far away. He looked a little fat. Although he didn't know his name, he knew without thinking that he belonged to the Akimichi Clan and ate more than Lin Ze.
As time Tenten passed, Lin Ze could feel that he was getting closer and closer to Fourth Gate·Gate of Pain, but the barrier could not be broken through.
"Why can't it be opened?" Late one night, Lin Ze was sitting alone at Training Ground with a frown on his face.
During this period, he kept trying to hit "Gate of Pain", which seemed to be nearly ten times more difficult than "Third Gate·Gate of Life".
This is abnormal. According to Might Duy, the difficulty should be about three times.
At present, he has followed the method taught by Might Duy and repeatedly impacted Gate of Pain countless times, but every time he failed at the last moment. It felt like pushing a door with all his strength, but it was obviously shaking, but he could not push it completely open, as if the follow-up was powerless.
Lin Ze sat on Corner, touching his chin and recalling the description of Eight Gates Released Formation in the original book.
Fourth Gate·Gate of Pain is located in the chest. When turned on, it can greatly increase speed and strength, but it will also bring a great burden to the body. Even a Taijutsu genius like Might Guy can only safely turn on Fourth Gate after he is ten years old.
"Is it because of age?" Lin Ze suddenly thought of this question.
He is only seven years old now, his body has not yet fully developed, and the strength of his muscles and bones may not be enough to bear the burden brought by Fourth Gate.
Moreover, Eight Gates Released Formation is essentially a technique that relieves physical limitations. If the physical foundation is not strong enough, forcing a high-level door to open will injure oneself.
Thinking of this, Lin Ze couldn't help but feel a little depressed.
If this is really the reason, then no matter how hard he tries, it may be difficult to open Fourth Gate in the short term.
But the assessment date is approaching, and he doesn't have much time to waste.
"No matter what, I have to give it a try no matter what!" Lin Ze gritted his teeth and decided to take the risk.
In the following days, Lin Ze trained even more crazily.
Participating in ANBU's regular training during the day and practicing Eight Gates Released Formation in the evening, his appetite also became larger, and he ate more than ten times the amount of ordinary Ninja at almost every meal.
The alternate members of the same period all noticed the anomaly of Lin Ze and No. 567.
"Is that kid crazy? He trains so late every day."
"You said, he doesn't want to pass the next assessment, right?"
"Are you kidding me? We've only been here for more than two months. Aren't we just making up for this assessment?"
"But he Taijutsu is really powerful. Every time Taijutsu fights against him, there are only a few who can match him."
"..."
Lin Ze turned a deaf ear to these discussions. Now all his thoughts are focused on breaking through Fourth Gate.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, there are only three days left until the assessment.
That night, Lin Ze practiced extra at Training Ground as usual. At this moment, his whole body was soaked in sweat, and his muscles were shaking slightly due to excessive fatigue, but he still did not stop.
"One last try!"
"If you can't break through today, you can only take the assessment in the three-door state."
Lin Ze sat down cross-legged, adjusted his breathing, and started running Youth Breathing Method. Then the Chakra in his body slowly gathered toward his chest, preparing to hit "Gate of Pain".
Once, twice, three times... each impact brought heartbreaking pain, but Lin Ze gritted his teeth and endured it.
"It's not enough! We need stronger power!" Lin Ze shouted in his heart.
He recalled every detail since he came to this world: Orphanage's warmth, Nonō's care, Hong's friendship, Might Duy Might Duy and Might Guy's teachings, and ANBU's hard training in the past three months...
And Third Shinobi World War, which will explode in a few years!
"I can't lose! I must become stronger!" Driven by a strong will, Lin Ze gathered all the Chakra in his body together and launched the final impact!
Boom!!!
It was as if something exploded inside his body, and an unprecedented power surged through his body instantly.
Lin Ze opened his eyes suddenly, a glimmer of light flashed in his pupils.
"Success! Fourth Gate·Gate of Pain, open!"
However, the joy only lasted for a few seconds, and severe pain followed.
Lin Ze felt as if the muscles in his body were being torn apart, every cell was screaming in protest, and his chest felt as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer, making it difficult to breathe.
Fine drops of blood also oozed from the surface of his skin, which looked particularly scary.