Everyone Was Stunned: I Was No Good-for-Nothing

Dead silence lasted for three full seconds.

Three seconds later, the Training Ground erupted!

"Has the world gone mad? What did I just see?!"

"Lin Chen sent Morino Kenta flying with one punch? How is that possible!"

"Morino was clearly brimming with confidence just now. How did he suddenly become so weak?"

The watching students cried out wildly, disbelief written all over their faces.

Their shock now was every bit as extreme as their mockery had been vicious.

Everyone had been certain Lin Chen would lose today, suffer public humiliation, and be eliminated.

Instead, the reversal caught them completely off guard!

The bottom-ranked good-for-nothing had turned around and defeated a middling talent in a single blow!

At the back of the crowd, Naruto, who had been utterly bored, instantly sat up straight, his eyes wide.

"Whoa! That guy is amazing! He actually beat Morino!"

Naruto looked astonished. Before this, he had never given this quiet, underperforming student a second glance.

Beside him, Sasuke frowned slightly, his dark eyes fixed on Lin Chen in the arena.

A trace of surprise flashed through his eyes, then turned into intense scrutiny and resentment.

Although Morino Kenta was no top genius, his strength far exceeded that of an ordinary Genin candidate.

How could a good-for-nothing who had spent years at the bottom suddenly unleash such tremendous strength?

That made no sense!

On the ground, Morino Kenta struggled to brace himself against the earth and get up.

But his entire body felt weak and limp, his Chakra was in turmoil, and he was in agonizing pain. Every movement pulled at wounds all over his body.

He raised his head and stared hard at Lin Chen, his eyes bloodshot and filled with resentment and venom.

"Impossible... There's no way you could beat me!"

"You're just a good-for-nothing! You must have used some dirty trick!"

Morino Kenta roared, utterly unable to accept that a bottom-ranked failure had defeated him in a single blow.

Lin Chen walked toward him slowly, his steps steady and his bearing calm.

He looked down at Morino Kenta on the ground, his gaze cold and unruffled.

"A dirty trick?"

"A loss is a loss. Making excuses will only embarrass you further."

His voice was flat, yet carried an overwhelming sense of dominance.

When you were humiliating me so freely just now, why didn't you consider that you might lose?

Morino Kenta's face flushed crimson. Furious and frantic, he coughed up another mouthful of blood.

He completely lost the strength to get up and confront him.

Just then, a stern voice came from outside the crowd.

"Quiet! Making a disturbance in an examination venue-what kind of behavior is this!"

A short-haired, middle-aged man wearing a Chunin uniform and a Forehead Protector strode over.

He was the proctor for this preliminary assessment, Watanabe, an officially recognized Chunin of Konoha.

Watanabe strode to the center of the arena, first glancing at the severely injured Morino Kenta on the ground before turning his gaze to Lin Chen.

His eyes were full of surprise and confusion.

He knew how strong Morino Kenta was.

Lin Chen, by contrast, had spent all three years at the academy at the bottom of his class, with scant Chakra and mediocre aptitude.

Their match should have been completely one-sided, but the result had been the exact opposite.

"You won that match just now?" Watanabe asked with a frown.

Lin Chen nodded calmly. "Yes."

A single word, brimming with confidence.

Watanabe considered this for a moment, swept his gaze over the students, and spoke in a grave voice.

"In a practical combat assessment, victory and defeat are determined by fighting strength. Morino Kenta is unable to fight. Lin Chen wins this match!"

As his words fell, another uproar swept through the crowd.

Everyone finally faced reality-that good-for-nothing Lin Chen really had won!

Watanabe looked at Lin Chen, the confusion in his eyes deepening.

"Why has your strength suddenly increased so dramatically?"

"In your previous assessments, you couldn't even perform basic Taijutsu smoothly."

Having proctored examinations for years, he had a deeply ingrained impression of Lin Chen as a poor student, and now he was thoroughly puzzled.

Lin Chen's expression remained unchanged as he answered composedly.

"I used to slack off. Today, I simply took the assessment seriously and gave it my all."

The reason was simple and straightforward, with nothing to fault.

I can't exactly tell everyone I have the Heaven-Defying Plunder System and stole someone else's talent and strength.

Watanabe's brow relaxed slightly. Although he was still surprised, he did not question him further.

It was fairly normal for ninjas to occasionally have sudden insights and breakthroughs.

"Since you've won, continue with the remaining assessments."

After saying this, Watanabe had people carry away the severely injured Morino Kenta.

Lin Chen stood quietly where he was, feeling the abundant strength within his body, his mind perfectly clear.

Plundering had brought him more than fighting strength; it had also given him the foundation of Morino Kenta's three years of basic training.

With the added blessing of a tiny amount of Naruto's and Sasuke's destined fortune, his foundation already far surpassed that of ordinary new students.

[Ding! Host has completed his first comeback in actual combat. Base attributes have increased slightly!]

[Destined fortune continues to nourish the body. Potential ceiling has been slightly unlocked!]

The system notifications sounded quietly.

Lin Chen's gaze swept over Naruto and Sasuke in the crowd.

Their fortune remained abundant, like two inexhaustible treasure troves.

Today is only the beginning.

Your fortune, talents, opportunities, and futures-I want them all!

None of the students who had originally been watching for entertainment dared to look down on Lin Chen anymore.

All their earlier mockery had turned into awe, and everyone silently kept their distance.

This former bottom-ranked good-for-nothing had changed completely.

At the back of the crowd, Sasuke quietly clenched his fists.

The resentment in his eyes grew ever stronger as he stared fixedly at Lin Chen's back.

Konoha's genius can only be me, Sasuke Uchiha!

I will never allow this dark horse who appeared out of nowhere to surpass me!