People raise Hokage in Yunyin

‘It’s really tricky! ’

Xi leaned over to catch his breath and looked at Darui who was slowly getting up in the distance. He had this thought countless times.

He was kicked in the face by a kick that he used all his strength to do, but he was still able to continue fighting.

Although he is still young, Nozomi has already realized this fact——

People's physiques are completely different!

But, be it envy or jealousy, at this moment, the only option is to fight!

‘With the advantages I have established before, there is no way I can lose! ’

Suppress the burning pain in your lungs, take a deep breath, and let the energy brought by oxygen pass from top to bottom throughout your body.

The wooden sword behind his back was held in his right hand, and the yellow-haired boy also stepped forward.

A simple step to the left to avoid the opponent's oncoming punch.

Immediately afterwards, he began to spin around the opponent's left body. Taking advantage of the difficulty in seeing the opponent's right eye, the wooden sword in his right hand was slashed out like a poisonous snake.

Even though it was difficult to open his right eye and the narrow sight limited Darui's observation, his beast-like intuition still allowed him to feel such an attack.

The body turned sideways and faced Xi who was sneaking up on him.

There was no time to observe the trajectory of the wooden knife. His right fist was tightly tightened, and his arm was stretched out to block the side of his head. The wooden knife struck straight up and hit his forearm hard, causing large bruises.

His face twisted unnaturally, and his left eye, which was covered by bangs, saw the surprise on Xi's face through the sparse hair.

‘There is a flaw! ’

The left hand exerted force instantly, and the muscles seemed to swell with a punch, and the left fist was pointed directly at the right side of Xi's face.

He subconsciously stepped back to dodge, and the speed of the dodged fist did not slow down. He pressed it slightly and hit Xi's shoulder hard.

An unnatural blush appeared on Xi's face, and the sound of cracking shoulder bones seemed to be heard in his ears. The severe pain from his right shoulder instantly spread to his arm, and the wooden knife in his hand seemed a little unstable.

His right leg subconsciously kicked out, and the sole of his foot hit his tense abdomen, as if it had hit a wall.

The distance was too short to exert force, but Darui also unconsciously took two steps back due to this kick.

Immediately afterwards, Xi clenched the handle of the knife with both hands. After a quick breath, he concentrated all his strength on his arms and slashed straight at the opponent in front of him.

Darui let out an angry roar, crossed his arms in front of him, and faced the path of the wooden sword.

As if in slow motion, the wooden blade slashed hard on the forearm. The vigorous force flowed up to the hands along the body, and was absorbed by the wooden blade, cutting a large wound on the dark forearm.

However, the thick forearm did not relax because of this. There was blood flowing out of the tight muscles, and it still moved forward resolutely. The wooden knife bent unnaturally due to the strong force, and then...

Snapped!

The wooden blade broke apart under such a collision, and the shattered front blade seemed to reflect Xi's astonished expression.

'Keep going! ’

The energy in Darui's chest was not broken. Regardless of his still bleeding left hand and bruised and swollen right arm, his whole body finally got closer to Xi due to this collision.

His right hand was withdrawn and he punched again with great momentum.

Bang!

Such a powerful punch hit Xi's lower abdomen hard, and his whole body was slightly suspended due to the punch.

Then, left fist...right fist...left fist...

Alternating punches hit Xi's body one after another, causing large bruises to appear on the exposed skin.

At first, he used both hands to resist and try to fight back. As the fist extended, the resisting arms gradually became weak...

Finally, Darui punched out again without feeling the slightest touch. When he braced himself, he suddenly realized that the opponent in front of him had fallen to the ground.

‘So…I won! ’

With one breath, he leaned back to the ground. The soreness in various parts of his body reminded him of the arrival of his limit, and his groggy brain gradually took away his consciousness.

The surroundings were stagnant at first, as if they didn't react, and then there were warm cheers and admirations. Two medical ninjutsu teachers stepped forward in time, and a green light full of vitality emerged from their hands to stabilize the students' injuries.

"Do they usually work so hard?"

To be honest, the final battle between the two really shocked Mu Jin. It was just a practice battle when they were students, but they had the momentum of a life-or-death fight.

"Normally, I wouldn't hit him so seriously. I would usually stop at the right time."

"What I said today is probably because both of them have made little progress in their practice recently and want to show it in battle..."

"And the most important thing is probably that I met you, the principal, this morning!"

The teacher on the left calmly analyzed that, under the care of medical ninjas, he had no worries about the students who only suffered flesh wounds.

"Me?" Hibiscus was slightly stunned.

"Yes, Master Mujin, you have never been to a ninja school. You may not understand this feeling. Kumogakure's students go through repetitive and boring training and exercises every day. Such training may last for many years without feedback. And in this kind of life, the only thing they yearn for is to contribute to Kumogakure after completing their studies and become admired heroes!"

The teacher continued, saying that as someone who had been through this before, he knew exactly what the students were thinking.

Hibiscus is somewhat aware that the training of ninjutsu and swordsmanship is boring and boring. This kind of hard work is far beyond the training of ninjutsu or genjutsu.

Training the body day after day, the progress is indeed very small visible to the naked eye. The movements envisioned in the mind will always be limited by the body. Every small progress requires a long period of polishing. This is what every student needs to do. the process required.

Just like a person walking in the dark longing for a glimmer of light, for these students, only the longing for the future is the motivation for them to persevere.

This is also the reason why Hibiscus was sent here, like a clearly visible weathervane, to inject confidence into every student.

"Every one of our students, regardless of whether they have outstanding talents or outstanding talents, will go through a lot of training!"

"All the fatigue and all the blows they have experienced in the past six years will make them more determined. The ninja who can persevere through this, no matter who he is, is the 'pillar' we really need!"

The teacher looked gentle and looked at the students gathered below.

The students were playing around, eagerly communicating about the battle just now, dancing and wishing they were on the field. The sweat flowing from their bodies wetted the field in front of them, but it also paved the way for a better future.

No matter how painful the experience is, no matter how small the results are, as long as you work hard to move forward, you deserve respect.

So, don't stop!