Naruto's graceful style

On the duel field.

Asuma has thought it through.

For him, the duel with Kakashi was like the duel with Yuta. Both of them were beings he was chasing.

He could no longer remember how many vows he had made deep down in his heart, how many determinations he had made to surpass Yuta.

Only he knows how much effort and sweat he has put into this.

Now, this opportunity was before him, and his first thought was "impossible".

That's right, with the strength of Kakashi and Yuta, they are firmly at the chuunin level, and even among the chuunin, they are at the top. It's obviously something he can't defeat, so it's hard for him to have the fighting spirit.

Looking at it this way, his previous inner monologues and rhetoric were so ridiculous.

Fortunately, he finally woke up in time and faced all this head-on with a correct attitude, and he found himself and his true heart.

"Although I know there is little hope, I will try my best."

Glancing at the figure on the high platform without trace, Asma said to himself: "Look, old man, this is the result of my hard work for so long. It's time to show it in front of you."

"Asma."

As if aware of the change in the young man, the Third Hokage looked at the young man below, with a rare softness and relief in his eyes.

"Go ahead, the path of a ninja is never smooth and smooth. Sooner or later, the young eagle will leave your arms and fly into the sky. Kakashi is the hurdle you must face now."

"No matter whether you succeed or fail, as long as you have the courage to face it and fight, it will be your valuable growth and experience."

Jiraiya and others also showed a hint of interest, "That's the old man's kid, he's pretty impressive."

There was a faint smile on Orochimaru's lips.

On the other side, Hinata Hideki and Namikaze Minato stood together, looking at their respective students below with satisfaction in their eyes.

"This battle should be of great help to Asma."

Namikaze Minato said calmly.

The relationship between their two classes is relatively close, and they are naturally familiar with the six little guys.

Hinata Hideki nodded lightly. Although he knew that the strength gap between the two teenagers below was quite large, he, as a teacher, was very satisfied with Asuma's progress, and he also looked forward to Asma's next performance.

The showdown has begun.

The two figures soon fought together.

In the stands, Yuta and others were paying close attention to the duel. Although they already had the answer deep in their hearts, they felt slightly moved when they saw Asuma becoming more and more courageous as he fought. Especially those people in Shiranui Genma who were defeated by Yuta and Kakashi looked at them with deep emotion.

Bang bang bang.

The duel field was filled with dust and smoke, and two black shadows could be vaguely seen moving in it, and the golden sound of weapons clashing constantly came from inside.

Sudden.

A figure flew out.

Everyone looked at each other with different expressions.

It's Asma.

The figure fell heavily to the ground and rolled for more than ten meters before stopping.

Immediately afterwards, Kakashi walked out of the smoke, holding a kunai in his hand, and the ninja sword behind his back was not drawn out.

"I don't know what makes you so full of fighting spirit, but you are not the one who can make me pull out the knife from my back."

Until now in the battle, Kakashi still didn't understand Asuma's intention, so he tried every means to force him to draw his ninja sword, probably thinking that this would be the only way to fight him with all his strength.

However, Kakashi understood that it was one thing, but pulling out the ninja sword was another.

At least the current Asuma is not strong enough for him to do that.

"Haha, cough cough cough cough"

A smile appeared at the corner of Asuma's mouth, and the next second he was choked by the smoke and kept coughing. Looking at Kakashi walking slowly, he stood up tremblingly. As soon as the kunai was lifted up, Kakashi wiped it clean. A neat flying move.

boom.

Asuma stumbled to the ground again.

Then stood up again, got knocked down again, stood up, knocked down, stood up, knocked down

All the surrounding sounds were quiet at this moment, only the sounds from the duel field continued to be heard.

Yuhi Kurenai and Nohara Lin couldn't stand it.

Yuta's eyes moved slightly, staring at the two people below, and he had roughly guessed Kakashi's intention.

The ninjas in the stands were all silent.

at last.

When Asma fell to the ground from exhaustion and was unable to stand up again, the examiner came to the duel field and announced the result of the duel.

"The winner is Hatake Kakashi."

Asma was lying on the ground, breathing heavily, looking at the blue sky, exhausted to the point that his vision began to blur. His thoughts had drifted to an unknown place, and even the shouts of the audience around him began to become vague. If not, it eventually turns into mild tinnitus.

Time seems to have passed for a long time, and it seems to have only passed for a moment.

Until a hand appeared in front of him.

"Kakashi"

Looking at the familiar face without any expression, Asuma was in a daze. He focused his eyes several times before he could fully see the owner of this hand. He couldn't help but laugh in his heart. He didn't realize that this masked boy seemed to care about people. .

Snapped.

Looking at the two teenagers holding hands together on the duel field, everyone had a knowing smile on their faces.

Of course, this includes the unsmiling Sandaime.

The first two rounds of the individual competition have ended.

From the original twelve, there are now only three left: Yuta, Kakashi Hatake and Metkai.

Everyone knew that the most critical and exciting part of the game was finally here. It can be said that the previous performances of the three people have left a deep impression on everyone. The showdown between them is definitely worth looking forward to.

however.

When everyone was preparing to enjoy the upcoming visual feast, the news brought by the examiner was undoubtedly like a basin of cold water, dousing all their enthusiasm. It was so cold.

"Today's Chunin Exam individual competition ends here. The remaining competitions will continue tomorrow."

As soon as he said this, he was like a stone falling into the lake, causing ripples.

“How did this happen and it’s over now?”

"We can't do this. We are still waiting to watch the game."

"Forget it, look at those teenagers, they seem to be very tired, probably to let them rest."

""

Discussions came and went, but eventually they calmed down. After listening to the examiner standing up to give further explanations, they all expressed their understanding and left the auditorium one after another.

When leaving the venue, what everyone was talking about was the duel between Yuta and others. Although they were not able to watch it to the fullest today, they were looking forward to the final duel tomorrow and wished the time would go faster.

"Hahaha, brat, come here quickly."

Among the crowd, You's father and You's mother stood at the entrance of the duel, looking at the young man walking towards him. You's father raised the plastic bottle in his hand and waved it. When the young man came over, he couldn't help but rub his head.

"You behaved very well today. Dad will keep his promise and prepare you delicious food tonight."

Yuuta escaped from his father's clutches, and his messy hair had turned into a chicken coop. Yuta's mother couldn't help but tidy it up a few times, and she managed to make it look good.

That night, Dad You was in a very high mood, as if he had won the lottery. He drank one bottle after another, and bamboo sticks flew everywhere while making skewers. If You Mom hadn't stopped him, he would have been drunk and unconscious. .

In the end, Yuta helped him back to the room, lying on the bed, talking drunkenly.

After packing everything and returning to the room, the night was already deep, but Yuta was not sleepy at all. He lay flat on the tatami, looking at the moonlight outside the window, and his thoughts were already thinking about tomorrow's showdown.