He reached out and patted Zabuza's shoulder gently. His voice was extremely low, but like a devil's whisper, it penetrated Zabuza's ears clearly.
"Zabuza Momochi, do you want to be just a tool that can kill people?"
"Open up the pattern a little bit."
"Don't always think about being a sword, be the one... holding the sword."
Zabuza's pupils shrank suddenly, and his breathing stopped.
The person holding the knife?
This concept, like thunder, exploded in his mind!
Seeing his shocked look, Senju Chen laughed even more viciously and threw out the last and most deadly bait.
"Prove to me that you have the qualifications to be 'that person'."
"As long as you do well enough, as long as you can become the final winner in the subsequent graduation mission..."
"Stop talking about Ninja Blade."
Senju Chen's voice is full of confusion, as if he is painting a magnificent picture.
"Even if the village can't get it, I can get it for you."
"As long as you can become the strongest, as long as you are big enough..."
"Don't talk about one, even seven, I can get them all for you!"
Seven Ninja Blade?
Zabuza Momochi's brain completely shut down at that moment.
In all his years of living, he has heard the most outrageous bragging, and it was just a drunkard in the village who said that when he was young, he could knock over a sea king with one punch.
But the man in front of him said in a calm tone as if he was saying "What's for dinner tonight?" He wanted to get himself seven handfuls of Ninja Blade.
Seven Ninja Blades have been lost for so many years. The village has been looking for them for so long, but none of them have been found.
That's Ninja Blade! Every one is a legend!
There is not even one handful left in the village now. You open your mouth and get all seven of them? Are these Ninja Blade at your house? Get them as soon as you ask for them?
Even if the village really gets back these Ninja Blades that have been passed down for many years, it is impossible to give all seven to one person.
Zabuza's wolf-like eyes were filled with the emotion called "absurdity" for the first time.
"I understand." Although Zabuza Momochi said this, he already had a sense of distrust towards the instructor in front of him, and the previous goodwill was gone at this moment.
He didn't ask any more questions, he just took a deep look at Senju Chen, then turned around, holding the knife, and walked into the shadows.
Senju Chen looked at the direction he was leaving, the corners of his mouth becoming more and more playful.
Young man, your horizons are still narrow.
What do seven Ninja Blade count for?
In my experimental base, there are now twenty-seven God Mask alone. Based on the research progress of my teacher and Amado, in another ten years, not to mention Ninja Blade, there will be seventy "artifacts" for you, believe it or not. Even a set of "Bai Xiaosheng Weapon Spectrum" will not be a problem.
The pattern needs to be opened up!
One month later, the special graduation examination code-named "Purification" officially kicked off.
The location is an isolated island in the eastern sea of Land of Water - "Blood Tears Island".
This island was named because of its dangerous environment and the fact that it was once the execution ground for Kirigakure to execute rebellious ninjas. The island is rugged with jagged rocks, filled with poisonous insects, and is shrouded in poisonous miasma all year round.
Hundreds of graduating students were transported here by ship.
Around each of their necks was a metal collar engraved with runes.
"The rules are simple."
High Tower Minister Aoki, stood on the bow of the ship, his cold voice spread throughout the entire coast through the loudspeaker Ninjutsu.
"There are ten High Towers in the center of this island, and ten 'Blood Mist Flag's are stuck on the top of the towers."
"Your goal is to get that flag and bring it back alive to the meeting point on the coast."
"The exam time is three days. Anyone who cannot arrive at the meeting point after three days will be considered... eliminated."
There are only ten flags, which means that out of hundreds of people, only ten people can complete this graduation assessment.
"In addition, the collar around your neck not only records your identity, but it is also your 'fate'. Once the collar is destroyed or taken away by others, it will be determined to be eliminated."
"Remember, this is not a game. You can use any means to survive and complete the mission. Now... the exam begins!"
As soon as the words fell, the ship's gangplank suddenly lowered.
In an instant, hundreds of half-grown children, like wild beasts out of their cages, roared and rushed onto the island of death with excitement, fear, or cruelty in their eyes.
A cruel "dark forest" hunting was officially staged.
At the same time, on a cliff on the other side of Blood Tears Island, there was a temporary observation room.
A huge crystal ball is suspended in the center, clearly reflecting real-time scenes across the island.
Minister Aoki sat at the main seat with an expressionless face, while Mitsue Ringo and other instructors lined up on both sides, with cruel and expectant smiles on their faces.
Mitsue Ringo's eyes quickly swept across the crystal ball screen, as if he was looking for something, "I want to see how many minutes the little mice taught by Kirisame Ryo can survive in a place like this!"
"I guess as soon as I got to the island, I was so scared that I wet my pants when I smelled the blood!" Another instructor echoed in a weird voice.
"I bet they are the first class to be eliminated!"
"I bet they don't even dare leave the shoreline!"
The instructors laughed unscrupulously, and an atmosphere of schadenfreude filled the entire observation room.
Their eyes invariably glanced at the man in the corner who had remained silent from beginning to end.
Senju Chen (Kirisame Ryo) was leaning on the chair with his legs crossed, as if the bloody killing that was about to take place in front of him was just a boring drama. He even took out a pack of melon seeds from his arms and started eating them as if no one else was watching.
"Crack."
The crisp sound seemed particularly harsh amidst the noisy laughter.
Mitsue Ringo's eyes twitched, he suppressed the anger in his heart, snorted coldly, and turned his attention back to the crystal ball.
He couldn't wait to see Kirisame Ryo's dead fish face. What a wonderful expression he would have when he saw his students being slaughtered!
However, the scene that happened next made his smile slowly solidify on his face.
In the picture of the crystal ball, the most elite class taught by him, led by a powerful civilian genius, was like a sharp knife thrust into the center of the island. They cooperated with each other tacitly, struck fiercely, and upheld the creed of "glory" and "power", defeating several indifferent teams head-on, with a rainbow of momentum.
"Did you see it? This is our Kirigakure ninja!" Mitsue Ringo puffed up his chest proudly, as if he had seen the dawn of victory.
But at this moment, the scene changed.
On another crystal screen, the picture of class Kirisame Ryo appeared.
I saw that a dozen students headed by Zabuza Momochi did not charge towards the center of the island like the others. Instead, after landing, they immediately got into the densest jungle on the coast, and then... disappeared on the spot.