They were like a group of real rats, instantly blending into the shadows without leaving even a breath.
"Oh, they are indeed a bunch of cowards!" an instructor sneered disdainfully.
Mitsue Ringo was full of disdain. "What's the use of hiding? After three days, if you can't get the flag, you will be eliminated!"
Senju Chen was still eating melon seeds, not even bothering to raise his eyelids.
Time passed by minute by minute.
The killings on the island became increasingly brutal.
In order to compete for limited resources and favorable terrain, bloody battles broke out between various classes. Broken limbs and blood became the main colors of the island.
The students of Mitsue Ringo gathered together and were still unstoppable. With their strong frontal combat capabilities, they swept away almost all enemies who dared to stop them, and they were getting closer and closer to a High Tower.
The atmosphere in the observation room also reached a climax.
"Okay! Well done!"
"As expected of Instructor Sanhe's student, he is so strong!"
"Seeing as this flag belongs to them, I just don't know how they will divide it."
Just when Mitsue Ringo was enjoying the adulation from everyone, with a winner's smile on his face, a sudden change occurred!
When his elite team was passing through a swamp, a student at the end of the team suddenly let out a short scream, and was silently dragged into the muddy water without even a splash.
"Enemy attack!"
The team leader shouted sternly, and everyone immediately formed a defensive formation and scanned the surroundings vigilantly.
However, there was deathly silence all around, except for the sound of the wind rustling through the leaves.
Just when they were highly nervous, another student on the other side of the team stepped down and fell into a pit perfectly disguised by leaves. The sharp bamboo thorns at the bottom of the pit instantly pierced his body.
Panic began to spread.
"It's a trap! Everyone, be careful where you step!" Cold sweat broke out on the captain's forehead.
Invisible enemies are far more terrifying than visible enemies.
They began to carefully explore the road, and their traveling speed slowed down greatly. But even so, all kinds of incredible "accidents" continued one after another.
A vine covered in venom will bounce off the tree like a poisonous snake; a seemingly ordinary stone may have a Explosive Tag hidden underneath; there are even those who are silently killed by their "companions"...
In just half a day, nearly half of the elite team that Mitsue Ringo was proud of was lost in this strange swamp!
And they didn't even see the enemy's shadow!
In the observation room, the originally noisy atmosphere had long since become silent.
All the instructors opened their eyes wide, looking at the picture in the crystal ball in disbelief, and felt chills running down their backs.
"What... what's going on?"
"These traps... are so cleverly laid out!"
"This is not the way students should fight at all!"
Mitsue Ringo's face has changed from proud to livid, and then from livid to pale. He stared at the screen, his fists clenched loudly, and his teeth were almost broken.
His group of "warriors" who only know how to charge head-on are like a group of stupid pigs that have broken into a minefield in the face of these endless destructive traps, being played around in circles!
In the swamp, the few remaining students finally collapsed.
"I quit! I want to quit!"
One student yelled insanely, turned around and wanted to run back, but as soon as he took two steps, a silk thread coated with black mud wrapped around his ankle, and the next second, he was hung upside down.
Immediately afterwards, a dozen black shadows flashed out from the surrounding shadows like ghosts.
These people did not form a team, but they cooperated tacitly. Although they fought independently, they could always avoid each other's targets and attack those who slipped through the net.
Among them, Zabuza Momochi, who had just killed one person, his wolf eyes indifferently scanned these "prey" who had completely lost their fighting spirit.
"Too weak."
The "schoolmates" beside him were each looking for their own targets, like a group of hyenas that smelled the smell of blood, skillfully harvesting these lambs for slaughter. They struck with precision and ruthlessness, finishing their cuts, looting, and destroying collars, all in one go, without any sloppiness, as if they had rehearsed it thousands of times.
Mitsue Ringo's elite class was completely wiped out!
And even if they "killed" Mitsue Ringo's elite class just now, these people were still wary of each other, and then slowly withdrew and disappeared from the battlefield in a way that they each thought was safe.
There was deathly silence in the observation room.
All the instructors seemed to have been cast Paralysis Jutsu, staring blankly at the bloody and efficient scene in the crystal ball.
This... is this really the group of little mice that usually sneak attacks, feign surrender, and run around on the training ground?
This is clearly a group of top-notch Assassination Squad who are well-trained and well-coordinated!
When they looked at the man eating melon seeds in the corner, their eyes had completely changed.
It was no longer contempt and ridicule, but deep... awe.
How on earth did this man teach these monsters in such a short time?!
"Crack."
Senju Chen cracked the last melon seed, stood up slowly, and patted the crumbs on his hands.
"You!" Mitsue Ringo turned his head sharply and stared at him with red eyes, "It's you! These were done by those little mice you taught!"
Senju Chen spat out the melon seed shells in his mouth and glanced at Mitsue Ringo, whose face was extremely ugly, with his dead fish eyes.
"What? When the strong become the prey, does it feel unfair?"
Senju Chen spread his hands and looked innocent, "And as you said before, my students have been hiding in the woods and shivering. How can I have the courage to provoke the elites you taught?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the air in the entire observation room seemed to freeze.
"Pfft!"
An instructor next to him couldn't hold it back when he heard Senju Chen's words. He almost laughed out loud, but when he saw the murderous look in Mitsue Ringo's eyes, he held it back, and his face turned the color of pig liver.
No one at the scene thought there was anything wrong with these students. We were all ninjas. Ninjas were born to kill people, so they didn't care whether they were sinister or not.
But what you said is so ridiculous!
It's like killing someone, and it's so heart-wrenching!
Mitsue Ringo was shaking violently all over. He pointed at Senju Chen, his lips trembled for a long time, but he couldn't say a word.
Minister Aoki, on the other hand, sat on the main seat from beginning to end, motionless.
His sharp eagle eyes were fixed on the efficient "killing gods" in the crystal ball, and then slowly moved to Senju Chen who was standing aside.
For the first time in a long time, an indescribable complex expression appeared on his old-fashioned and serious face.
Finally, he spoke slowly, with a hoarse voice. "Kirisame Ryo, these children you have trained are not bad..."