Dancer of Konoha

The sunshine on this day was exceptionally warm. Under the breeze, the dense woods swayed into layers of green waves, making a rustling sound.

In the lush dense forest, various melodious bird songs can be heard one after another, and the vibrant scene jumps before your eyes.

However, the underground beneath this vitality is a completely different scene.

The empty space was filled with depth and darkness, as if it was about to swallow up all the light.

But in the darkness, there was a girl with fair complexion standing on the high platform holding a drawing board, looking boredly at the bottom of the high platform, her eyes full of disdain.

"If you kill a few fugitives and two of your own people, you are considered an elite? Ridiculous..."

Ignoring the frightened looks of the two jounin behind her, the girl tapped the drawing board and said:

"Idu, make it more difficult and send the ghost nun up."

"Yakumo-sama..."

Looking at the base genin and chuunin struggling painfully in the terrifying and weird scene on the drawing board, the two special jounin with beads of sweat on their foreheads seemed to want something.

"What, do you want to play together too?"

Kurama Yakumo turned around with a smile, but a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the warning was self-evident.

"I dare not... I'm being rude..."

The two special jounin swallowed, lowered their heads, and couldn't bear to scan the dark crowd under the dark platform, like zombies, with their eyes closed and motionless.

The gray complexion, the twitching lips that kept opening and closing, the crazily rolling eyes under the eyelids, and the sweaty bodies all showed what kind of horror they had encountered.

Sorry, kids, you can only rely on yourselves...

For nearly twenty years, after a brief period of chaos at the root training base, the four departments were completely on track thanks to the efforts of everyone.

The situation was much better than Yanyan expected. He originally thought that Teacher Danzo would be furious.

But unexpectedly, Danzo-sensei sent Aburame Togen and Shanfeng all over to assist Yanyan in reorganizing the training base, which accelerated the progress a lot.

The two transferred all the personnel excluded by Yanyan to other bases. During this period, no chaos occurred, and they did not interfere in the affairs of the training base at all.

Before leaving, the two of them only left one sentence.

"Master Yanyan, Master Danzo, he is ready..."

"Challenge the Lord of Roots..."

In the conference room of the Logistics Department, Yan Yan raised the corner of his mouth and looked at the list in his hand.

"Now is not the time..."

After the clearing of Yan Yan, all the stubborn root jounin were evacuated, and only four jounin were left. The medical ninja was in good condition, with 4 remaining. After all, doctors are kind-hearted.

The remaining 63 chuunin, 197 genin, and 150 orphans are all under the age of 16.

As the saying goes, people with different paths do not work together. Although the strength of the training base has been greatly reduced, its mental outlook is different from before.

Numbness and indifference disappeared, replaced by passion and pride.

The pride of their roots made them persist in the murderous aura of the flames and the terrifying illusion of Kurama Yakumo for more than ten days and nights and still refused to retreat.

Such toughness makes Yanyan very satisfied.

Because Yanyan's positioning for them is never enough to face ordinary ninjas.

Bai Zetsu, who uses spore clones to appear and disappear, the reincarnated strongman who once dominated the entire era, and even the tailed beasts who were defeated by thousands of armies, will all be their enemies in the future.

Therefore, Yanyan will never allow the root ninja to lose its combat effectiveness when facing all kinds of strong men in the future!

He wants to make Uchiha Madara unable to even dance on the disco!

"Brother, it's over with Yakumo."

Just as Yanyan was deep in thought, Kong walked in with a tired look on his face.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, how are you feeling lately?"

Yanyan raised her head funny.

During this time, Sora would even dream about dealing with the mountains of documents piled up in the logistics department.

"Why, it's all thanks to the fragrant phosphorus. I can't help at all in the logistics department."

Sora scratched his cheek in embarrassment.

This sentence did not mean any complaint. On the contrary, Sora's tone was full of admiration.

Although the red-haired girl's methods were a little immature, she managed to arrange the entire base in an orderly manner despite the shortage of personnel.

But Kong was always busy and confused, only to realize that what he wanted to do had already been arranged by Xiang Phosphorus, and he had accomplished it extremely well.

"Xiang Phosphorus, she has really had a hard time these days..."

Yanyan shook his head, thinking of the girl's deepening dark circles.

"If you are short of manpower, go to Yakumo. Some genin and chunin are really not suitable for fighting, so we need to explore their other strengths. You must also train your own subordinates as soon as possible to get rid of these daily complicated tasks."

Yanyan put away the list in his hand and took Kong out of the logistics department, walking as he did.

"Don't forget what I have lived. I expect more from you than meets the eye."

"I understand, brother!"

When the two brothers walked into the training department, the empty field was filled with gasps and retching after experiencing terror. The medical department was also bringing back some people who had passed out and preparing for treatment.

Compared to the first time, these genin and chuunin are now improving at an extremely fast speed, and fewer and fewer people are being taken away by the medical department.

When Yan Yan stepped onto the high platform, the people under the stage seemed to feel something. They all raised their foreheads and looked at Yan Yan with enthusiasm.

After more than ten days of being baptized with murderous intent in the scorching heat, a hint of blood-red madness was suppressed in his eyes.

The heat has passed long ago. If ordinary people are often hit by violent murderous aura, they will become fools if not madmen.

However, the resilience of the root ninja greatly exceeded his expectations, and everyone suppressed the madness deeply in their hearts.

Completely ignoring his increasingly red eyes, he continued training desperately.

Because they clearly understand.

It is Yanyan that makes them no longer live like puppets. It is Yanyan that makes them not have to point swords at their brothers and companions. It is Yanyan that makes them feel that they are living people. It is Yanyan that allows them to laugh loudly after training. .

It was Yanyan who let them know why they were born! What to die for!

Nowadays, in the training base, there is even a joke that only Yan Yan doesn't know, and its meaning is only known by those who have experienced the baptism of murderous intent.

"Did you hear that, Master Yanyan is actually a monk!"

This would never happen in the previous root training base.

However, today's Yanyan did not release his murderous aura as usual. Instead, he sat on the railing with a smile and pointed at the head hanging under the high platform.

"Do you know why I killed him?"

The empty training department was completely silent, with only the echo of the fire gently echoing.

Just when everyone was confused, Yanyan's voice sounded again, his tone full of contempt.

"Because of Akira, an unknown number of Sound Ninja and Suna Ninja will invade Konoha."

"Buzz!"

The audience began to get restless.

"what!"

"is this real!"

"Idiot! This is what Lord Yanyan said himself!"

"How dare they!"

There was a sudden discussion. This was never allowed before. Root ninjas had no right to question their superiors.

But Yanyan doesn't care. Human beings progress because of doubts, and human beings become brave because they know their shame. His subordinates will never allow brainless idiots to appear.

"As for why the quantity is unknown..."

Yanyan shrugged his shoulders lazily.

"Because I'm too lazy to check. What's the difference between one piece of garbage and a hundred pieces of garbage?"