Practical Combat Assessment

Koki Earth Flow the classroom with a leisurely and light step. The moment he stepped out of the classroom door, a familiar figure came into his sight.

Koto Inuzuka stood quietly at the door waiting for Koki, but at this moment she stubbornly turned her head to the side, clearly still not calmed down her anger.

Seeing this, Koki couldn't help but chuckle softly. He quickly quickened his pace and ran over. Xiaobai seemed to sense its master's joyful mood and happily snuggled into Koki's arms.

Koki gently stroked the fluffy Xiaobai in her arms, teasingly saying, "If you keep getting angry like this, I'm leaving."

Upon hearing these words, Qin's body trembled violently. She then suddenly turned around and rushed towards Koki like a whirlwind, embracing him tightly.

Startled by this sudden action, Koki was caught off guard and before she could react, Qin had already snatched Shiro from Xiaobai arms and run away like a gust of wind.

As she left, she only left behind the words: "Hmph, congratulations."

Koki Qin's receding figure, shook his head helplessly, and sighed inwardly, "Is she no longer angry? She's so unpredictable..."

In a cheerful mood Koki hummed a little tune as she walked towards the gate, preparing to head to the training ground.

However, just as he reached the door, a tall figure suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking his way.

Koki's eyes widened in surprise, and she asked in confusion, "Dad? What brings you here?"

You know, this morning he repeatedly told Fugaku and Mikoto not to come.

Shisui, standing to the side, smiled and said, "Koki, Dad has always been here waiting for you."

Fugaku coughed twice with a serious expression, then smiled with satisfaction, congratulating Koki on becoming a ninja. He then reached out and tried to stroke his son's cute little head.

Koki instinctively dodged away, quickly explaining, "Not yet, I still need to pass a practical assessment."

"Oh, right." Fugaku nodded slightly, a fleeting hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes, but he quickly and skillfully concealed it.

"Thank you, Dad. I'm so happy." Koki noticed the change in Fugaku's expression, stepped forward, gave Fugaku a tight hug, and then quickly let go.

Fugaku was taken aback for a moment, then his hearty laughter echoed throughout the space, as if it could pierce through the clouds.

After waving goodbye to Shisui, Koki and Fugaku Earth Flow into the training ground, chatting and laughing all the way.

However, as their feet touched this land, Koki's heart suddenly began to pound violently, and a strong sense of unease welled up inside her.

He couldn't help but look around and found the spacious training ground completely empty, the whole space filled with a heavy and oppressive atmosphere.

He and Shisui exchanged a glance, nodded to each other knowingly, and then stood there calmly and composedly, waiting as if nothing had happened.

Koki knew in her heart that, barring any unforeseen circumstances, the real combat assessment had already quietly begun the moment they stepped into this training ground.

Time passed silently, and the training ground remained quiet, as if nothing had changed.

Shisui smiled mischievously and took out a piece of cloth and a large pile of delicious food from the scroll. Seeing this, Koki couldn't help but smile brightly as well.

The two of them actually sat down on the spot, enjoying their food and chatting casually. They looked like they were about to start cooking something in a hot pot, eating, drinking, and having fun with complete ease.

"It's a shame Kakashi and Obito-nii didn't come, otherwise we could have played mahjong together," Koki deliberately shouted loudly.

"Yes, what a pity," Shisui echoed, suppressing a laugh.

What a little rascal!

The person observing from the shadows nearly ground their teeth to powder, inwardly annoyed: How could these two little fellows be so leisurely?

A fierce glint flashed in his eyes. He gestured to his companions, and instantly, the group pounced out like wild beasts!

With a series of loud bangs, several people who had been lying in wait suddenly appeared from all directions. Without warning or explanation, they attacked Koki and Shisui Kunai, wielding kunai. Their moves were incredibly sharp.

Clearly, they wanted to use their superior numbers to Koki and Shisui off guard.

A mocking smile appeared on Koki's lips. Without uttering a word, he calmly stood up just before the Kunai about to pierce him.

His movements were as fluid as flowing water. With lightning speed, he leaped into the air, made a beautiful turn in mid-air, and with the agility of an eagle, kicked the two men away with style.

The remaining few were also dealt with swiftly and cleanly by Shisui.

The entire battle lasted only a few seconds; the attackers fell before they could even react.

Koki shrugged and said casually, "Is that all you've got?"

Before he could finish speaking, a commotion erupted, and then a dozen figures rushed into the center of the arena like lightning, quickly surrounding Koki and Shisui without leaving any gaps.

In the blink of an eye, countless sharp Shuriken rained down like dense raindrops, as if to engulf them.

"Shisui, since that's the case, let's have a good fight!" Koki's eyes burned with fighting spirit.

Understanding that Koki meant he shouldn't eliminate everyone, but leave a few for him to play with, Shisui replied succinctly and decisively, "No problem!"

The two immediately went into battle mode.

Koki leaped lightly, nimbly dodging the constantly attacking Shuriken, moving freely and effortlessly through the danger.

Shisui focused intently on each attack, his hands rapidly Hand Seals as he shouted, "Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique!"

In an instant, a huge, blazing fireball erupted from his mouth, instantly engulfing the Shuriken flying everywhere.

Koki sidestepped a flying Kunai, then launched a powerful kick at the enemy beside her.

The training ground was filled with the smoke of battle, and the situation was as unpredictable as flowing water.

On the battlefield, three people were seen fighting and retreating, their intentions obvious—to separate Shisui and Koki.

However, Koki was exceptionally intelligent and saw through their scheme at a glance. But he pretended to be confused and acted as if he had not noticed their intentions, like an enraged prey, falling step by step into their trap.

Koki had his own plans. He knew Shisui was powerful and was confident that he could easily defeat the other enemies.

Therefore, he chased after the three people without hesitation until they gradually disappeared from sight.

The three of them stopped when they were quite a distance from the training ground and could no longer see Shisui's figure.

They exchanged a glance, a look that held both smugness and malice, as if victory was already in their grasp.

"So what if he's from the Uchiha Clan? So what if he's the clan leader's son? A so-called genius? Ha, today we'll see what this genius is really like!" One of them sneered, gritting his teeth.

So what if Uchiha? They're called geniuses, but do you think they can be easily defeated at such a young age?

This is utterly absurd!

They are Special Jōnin selected through rigorous processes, possessing rich combat experience and formidable strength.

Koki and Shisui were just two greenhorns, and even with the blood of the Uchiha Clan, it was impossible for them to grow to the level of being comparable to them in such a short time.

Especially Koki, his performance was far too immature. Faced with the enemy's provocation, he impulsively chased after them, completely unaware that it might be a trap.

In their view, this behavior was tantamount to courting death.

The three of them sneered inwardly, feeling that victory was already in their grasp, and completely disregarded Hiruzen Sarutobi's earnest advice.