Naruto's graceful style

"The determination of a ninja's strength includes many factors, which can be summarized as follows: endurance, physical strength, illusion, essence, strength, intelligence, seal, and speed."

"Although I haven't seen you display your full strength, according to my judgment, you have surpassed the category of genin in terms of ninjutsu, strength, and speed."

The noise in the audience gradually decreased, and Ebisu began to analyze for himself.

"Other aspects are currently unknown, so let me find out."

The eyes under his sunglasses condensed slightly, Ebisu raised his hand, put his index finger and middle finger together, and clasped his hands in front of his chest, "Although there may not be any results."

Seeing that the other person's mouth kept moving, Yuta didn't take it seriously. Although he didn't hear much of what Ebisu said, he thought it must have something to do with him.

However, none of this mattered to him. All he needs to do now is to end this duel.

At this time, the examiner had come between the two of them, his eyes moved on them, and then he announced loudly: "The game begins."

As the examiner's arm moved down, the two figures on the duel field started to move at the same time.

The difference is that the two of them advance and retreat.

Yuta was naturally the one to attack, but Ebisu had no intention of attacking head-on from the beginning. He knew that he was not as strong as the opponent and that a head-on confrontation was not the right choice, so he could only find other ways.

However, he didn't just run away. In the process of dodging, he turned from defense to offense several times and took the initiative to attack Yuta.

"The speed is faster than mine, but he hasn't used the ninjutsu that can increase speed yet."

Dodging a small chakra ball, the flying gravel scratched his cheek, but Ebisu seemed unaware and carefully analyzed Yuta.

However, the next moment, a swift and powerful whip leg swept across, the wind whistling in the leg, which was actually comparable to that of his beast companion.

boom.

Ebisu took this move firmly and staggered back a few meters, his entire right arm instantly numb.

"He is also very strong and has solid basic physical skills. In other words, this guy's physical fitness is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary genin."

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, several blue beams of light came towards him.

"This guy"

Ebisu's expression changed.

He doesn't even form seals when using ninjutsu. Doesn't this mean that the speed of seal formation can be completely ignored?

just.

Ebisu obviously didn't have much time to think about this at this time. He immediately grabbed his paralyzed right arm and rushed to the side in panic, but failed to completely dodge. He was hit by several small chakra balls in his abdomen and right calf, making him miserable. He fell to the ground and rolled out.

Fortunately, Yuuta has not integrated into the changes in the nature of chakra, and he will have spare strength to compete with ninjas from the same village if it is not necessary.

"Hey, there's really no need to fight."

In the stands, Shiranui Genma sighed.

Ebisu's situation was exactly the same as when he tried his best against Kakashi before and then lost.

Even a little bit of waves can’t be lifted up.

"Cough cough."

Ebisu was half-kneeling with one hand on the ground. The black turban had fallen down, but he had no time to adjust it. He looked at Yuta with solemn eyes.

Sure enough, you can only feel the terror of this guy by experiencing it yourself.

Not to mention anything else, it's just that little chakra projectile, which seems ordinary, but the fact that it doesn't require sealing is enough to give most people a headache.

I didn't feel it before, but after experiencing it myself, I realized how uncomfortable it feels to be overwhelmed.

And he noticed.

The traces left by those small chakra balls cutting on the wall were obviously very powerful, but when they hit him, although it hurt, it didn't reach that level.

You don't need to think about what's going on here.

"Sure enough, it's just like my guess. You're not even qualified to use your full strength?"

"So, what are you going to do?"

This time Yuta heard it clearly and walked slowly over, like walking in a courtyard.

Ebisu slowly stood up until Yuta was about to approach, and his small eyes under his sunglasses suddenly shone brightly.

“Of course I’ll give it another try”

Ebisu shouted these words with almost all his strength, holding a kunai in each hand, and quickly rushed towards Yuta. The left hand and the right arm that regained consciousness, one quickly and one slowly, slashed out two arcs of light in succession.

But when he was less than half a meter away from Yuta.

Seeing that the arc light brought out by the kunai was about to hit the opponent.

A strong storm suddenly spread violently between the two of them. Yuta's palm, which contained the power of the violent wind, just moved forward slightly and easily knocked him away.

Wind escapes fierce wind palm.

Although it is slightly slower than the Fengdun snap that does not require sealing, the opportunity to use it is just a clap.

boom.

Amidst the strong wind, Ebisu flew backwards like a fallen leaf in the wind, and finally hit the wall of the duel arena hard before sliding down against the wall. His sunglasses, which he had never taken off even when he was in the hot spring, were blown away to no one knows where.

Victory and defeat.

"Yuta wins, I'm going to vent my anger on you, Kurenai."

For this result, Asuma and other people who took the chunin exam were not surprised.

However, Nohara Rin still quietly approached Yuhi Kurenai's ear and whispered with narrow eyes.

The latter's reaction was exactly as she expected. She blushed so much that she wanted to take a bite, and the guess in her heart couldn't help but become more certain.

At this time, below the duel field, the examiner also announced the winner, and the audience burst into loud cheers again.

Asuma's mood was no longer so high, and she lowered her head feebly.

It's time for him to play.

And his opponent is that damn stumbling block Kakashi.

This feeling is simply terrible, as if I know the result will be like that, but there is always a trace of unwillingness in my heart, hoping for a miracle. However, each and every vivid example tells him, don't think too much, the result waiting for you is destined to be defeat, no matter how hard you struggle.

If you don’t believe it, please look at the people around you: Morino Ihiki, Shiranui Genma, Ebisu, and

Next him.

"Asuma, come on."

Suddenly, a strange voice pierced the dark clouds hanging over Asma's head, making his whole body brighten up.

"red."

Seeing the smile on Yuhi Kurenai's face, Asuma suddenly seemed to be resurrected on the spot, full of energy and energy, and he let out an energetic cry, which was in direct contrast to his previous lifelessness.

So what if the opponent is Kakashi?

So what if I became a chuunin at the age of six?

He was the son of the Sandaime of Konoha, and he had his own pride, so how could he decline without a fight?

As a result, he walked towards the duel with great courage, feeling as if he was fighting to the death.

When Yuta returned to the stands, he happened to see this scene and secretly thought that this guy had taken the wrong medicine, but it was better this way, and he didn't even have to talk about it.

The final match of the second round of the Chunin Exam Individual Competition.

Sarutobi Asuma vs Hatake Kakashi.

Start.