The expressions on everyone's faces, which had been a bit contemptuous and a show-watching mentality before, now have a hint of solemnity.
The wind seemed to have stopped at this moment.
The cold, condensed, and substantial murderous aura rising from the five-year-old child was not an illusion. It was like an invisible net that enveloped the entire training ground, making the air thick and oppressive.
"This... this is..." On the high platform, Shikaku Nara's sleepy and lazy look disappeared without a trace. His slightly narrowed eyes suddenly opened, his pupils full of surprise and uncertainty.
Chōza Akimichi beside him stopped chewing potato chips and let the crumbs fall from the corner of his mouth. "What a terrifying momentum... Inoichi, can you see it?"
Inoichi Yamanaka's face was more solemn than ever before. He stared at the small figure in the field and said in a dry voice, "It's the 'power' of swordsmanship... and it's the power of killing that has been steeped in for many years. This... should not appear on a child at all!"
Uchiha Fugaku's fingers on his arms tightened unconsciously. The pair of deep Sharingan had already been opened, and the scarlet Tomoe slowly rotated, as if he wanted to see through every detail of Senju Chen. From the standard knife-holding posture and the cold aura, he saw an ultimate threat.
Only Kakashi Hatake, whose dead fish eyes were always half-open and half-closed, were now widened. Others may have only felt the aura, but he recognized the familiar feeling that penetrated into his bones.
That's...Hatake Style Kenjutsu's starting move!
"Master Ryōnosuke, be careful."
Senju Chen's voice sounded, still soft and waxy like a child's, but his tone was straight and devoid of any emotion.
The moment he finished speaking, he moved.
He didn't have the earth-shattering speed of Sarutobi Ryōnosuke, but his steps were very light, but extremely fast. The small body pulled out an afterimage, and the wooden knife in his hand did not make any noise, and silently stabbed Sarutobi Ryōnosuke's throat at an extremely tricky angle!
Fast! Accurate! Cruel!
Sarutobi Ryōnosuke's pupils shrank suddenly, and alarm bells rang in his heart. He relied entirely on his well-honed fighting instincts, leaned back, and narrowly avoided it in the posture of an iron bridge.
The tip of the wooden knife almost brushed against his Adam's apple, and the strong wind caused goosebumps to appear on his skin.
What a risk!
Just as this thought flashed across his mind, Senju Chen flicked his wrist, and the straight wooden knife instantly turned into a horizontal slash, sticking close to his body and cutting towards his waist and ribs!
The whole movement was smooth and smooth, without any lag, as if it had been practiced thousands of times!
Sarutobi Ryōnosuke didn't dare to hold back any more. He exerted force on his waist and abdomen, forcibly twisting his body in mid-air, kicking his feet on the ground, and retreated several meters, finally closing the distance.
He stood firm, a thin layer of cold sweat already forming on his forehead.
He looked at the child standing across from him with a knife, and there was no longer any scrutinization of the junior in his eyes. Instead, there was solemnity and fear when facing an opponent of the same level.
"Hatake Clan's sword skills?" Sarutobi Ryōnosuke asked in a deep voice.
Senju Chen didn't answer, he just held the wooden knife across his chest and stared at him calmly with his black eyes, like a hunter observing his prey.
The strength and speed of this body are too poor.
Senju Chen calmly assessed in his heart. The two blows just now seemed dangerous, but in fact he knew that it was impossible to hurt a Elite Jonin. All he could rely on was Hatake Sakumo's combat experience and precise grasp of the vital points of the human body given to him by the system.
What he has to do is not to defeat the opponent, but to show enough "value" in these ten minutes.
Sarutobi Ryōnosuke was no longer passively defensive at this time. He stamped his feet heavily on the ground, and like a discharged cannonball, he actively rushed towards Senju Chen. This time, a layer of light cyan Chakra was attached between his fists and feet.
Nintaijutsu!
Facing an opponent whose speed and strength have skyrocketed, Senju Chen advances instead of retreating.
His small body was like a willow swinging in the wind, and the wooden knife in his hand turned into thousands of phantoms, weaving into an airtight knife network.
"Ding! Ding! Dang! Dang!"
The sound of fists and wooden knives colliding was as dense as rain hitting plantains.
Everyone was stunned.
On the training ground, two figures, one large and one small, were so fast that it was almost impossible to see them. Sarutobi Ryōnosuke's attacks were large and powerful, with every punch and kick carrying a roar that ripped the air, and they were extremely powerful. Senju Chen was like a lonely boat in the stormy sea. It seemed that it would capsize at any time, but it could always use the wooden knife in its hand to accurately block and relieve the force at the most critical moment, and neutralize attacks that could tear open monuments and rocks.
Every time he blocks, he hits the node where the opponent exerts his force, using the smallest amount of effort to cause the greatest interference.
This is no longer a skill, but... an art! An art of killing!
Sarutobi Sukeyoshi The more he fights, the more frightened he becomes. The opponent's sword skills are not only exquisite, but even more terrifying is his calmness. No matter how violent his offensive is, the child's eyes are always calm, as if a precision machine without emotion, constantly calculating, analyzing, and then making the most perfect response.
He even had the illusion that he was not fighting a five-year-old child, but a master of swordsmanship who had been immersed in the art of swordsmanship for many years in the skin of a child!
No! It can't be delayed any longer!
A Elite Jonin was forced to this point by a five-year-old child with a wooden knife. Rumors spread that he Sarutobi Ryōnosuke still needs his face!
"Drink!"
Sarutobi Ryōnosuke shouted suddenly, and the Chakra in his body exploded without reservation. His speed and strength once again climbed to a whole new level, and with a punch, there was even a sharp explosion in the air!
This punch has exceeded the limit that Senju Chen can handle.
"Crack!"
With a crisp sound, the wooden knife in Senju Chen's hand broke. The violent fist wind continued unabated and hit his small chest fiercely.
"Little Chen!" Tsunade screamed, and his face instantly turned as white as paper.
It's over.
This answer popped up in everyone's mind.
Seeing that fatal fist about to hit Senju Chen.
However, in this flash of lightning, not only was there no trace of panic on Senju Chen's face, but a strange, successful smile showed on his face.
This is the moment he has been waiting for!
The moment his fist was about to touch his body, he let go of the broken handle of the knife, and his hands moved at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye, lightning fast Hand Seals!
Not the basic seals taught by the Ninja Academy, but more complex and ancient hand seals!
"Wood Release·Kakuan Entering Society with Bliss-Bringing Hands!"
Accompanied by a childish but yet infinitely majestic cry, a sudden change occurred!
The broken wooden knife that was knocked away and the sawdust scattered on the ground seemed to have been injected with infinite vitality, multiplying, twisting, and growing crazily in an instant!
"Boom--!"
Several huge trees, thicker than an adult's thighs, rise into the sky like awakened ancient giant pythons! In an unreasonable manner, they wrap around Sarutobi Ryōnosuke from all directions!
This sudden change caused the ghosts of Sarutobi Ryōnosuke to appear!
He wanted to retreat, but it was too late.
The thick trees instantly entangled and bound his limbs, waist, abdomen, and torso. The terrifying power contained in them left Taijutsu, who he was proud of, with no room for resistance. What was even more terrifying was that he could clearly feel that the Chakra in his body was being crazily absorbed and suppressed by these trees!
But in the blink of an eye, the famous Elite Jonin was completely restrained in mid-air, unable to move.
This is also the real reason why Senju Chen chose to bring a wooden knife instead of Ninja Blade. Wood Release is his real trump card.
The whole world seemed to have pressed the Shizune key.
Inside and outside the training ground, thousands of pairs of eyes were staring at the incredible scene, their minds going blank.
The wind began to flow again, blowing the black hair on Senju Chen's forehead, and also blowing his simple black training clothes.
On the high platform.
"Click."
With a soft sound, the pipe in Hiruzen Sarutobi's mouth that never left his body slipped from his slightly opened mouth and fell to the ground, but he didn't even notice it.
He stood up from his seat in a hurry, his wrinkled face showing unprecedented shock and loss of composure. This was not an explosion of blood, this child had really fully mastered it and released it freely Wood Release Ninjutsu,
In the shadow, the one eye of Shimura Danzō instantly burst out with a greedy, so hot light that it could almost devour people! His bandaged arms, under the wide sleeves and robes, were shaking violently with extreme excitement.
The coldness on Uchiha Fugaku's face completely collapsed. It was really Wood Release. The news was not false. This child really inherited Wood Release Bloodline from First.
Hyuga Hiashi's Byakugan had already been turned on, and veins were all over his eyes. He saw it. He clearly saw the huge and pure life energy, which was... the power that belonged exclusively to that man!
At this moment, the bloodline of the Senju Clan, Wood Release Ninjutsu of First, was once again displayed in front of everyone's eyes, making those Konoha High Command once again recall the man called "God of Shinobi".
On the sidelines, Tsunade stared at the scene in a daze, at the Jonin who was restrained high, and then at his younger brother who stood under the huge tree, looking extremely small.
She was at a loss at first, and then, an indescribable ecstasy and pride, mixed with the memory of her bloodline, was like a flood that burst a dam, instantly washing away all her reason.
Tears burst into my eyes without any warning.
"Yes... yes... it belongs to Lord First...Wood Release!!!"
An unknown person let out an earth-shattering roar with a voice that was so trembling that it changed its tone.
This sound, like a huge boulder thrown into a calm lake, instantly detonated the entire audience!
"Wood Release?!"
"Oh my god! It's really Wood Release!"
"Senju Clan...Senju Clan Wood Release ninja appears again!"
Noises, exclamations, and discussions were like landslides and tsunamis, sweeping across the entire Konoha Ninja Academy.
In this noisy center, Senju Chen seems to be unknown.
He stood in the field, his small figure looking mysterious and powerful against the shadow of the huge trees. He glanced at Sarutobi Ryōnosuke, who was restrained in the air and had completely lost his ability to resist. Then he slowly and calmly turned his head and cast his clear eyes on the rostrum, Third Hokage, who had completely lost his composure.
That look seemed to be asking silently.
Lord Hokage, now, am I eligible to graduate?