Konoha: I Am Super Talented

"Hello, good morning everyone!"

Zhenyang's extremely familiar voice came from the high platform.

Looking up, it was Senju Hashirama and Senju Tobirama.

Senju Tobirama next to him coughed helplessly, signaling his elder brother to be more serious.

"Everyone, welcome to Konoha to participate in this exchange conference. I am Senju Hashirama, and I will be the chief examiner of this conference! Please give me your advice!"

The voice fell, and the audience suddenly fell into silence.

Hundreds of pairs of eyes unconsciously stared at the high platform. This man with a sunny face was full of shock and excitement in his eyes.

What did this person say just now? He is Senju Hashirama? The man who pacified the troubled times and was called the God of Ninja by the ninja world!

All the people present were young ninjas who grew up listening to the legend of the man on the high platform. Now when they saw the real person, they couldn't hold back immediately.

The crowd suddenly broke into a commotion.

"This is the ninja god? It doesn't look like it, why does it look so silly?"

"Then what do you think the God of Ninja will look like? If you doubt his identity, you don't know the ninjutsu that was used just now, right?"

"Could it be... this is it?"

"This is the exclusive Bloodline escapism——Wood Style! There is only one in the ninja world today, and there is no other semicolon! If that person didn't come in person, how do you think this Wood Style came about?"

"I heard rumors about this elder from the elders. It is rumored that although this lord is powerful, his personality is unexpectedly approachable. He is two extremes from that Asura back then!

Hearing this, everyone suddenly realized, but only Onoki looked gloomy, and 157 obviously thought of some unhappy memories.

After everyone finally calmed down, Senju Hashirama began to speak again.

"This conference is divided into four rounds. In each round, an indefinite number of contestants will be eliminated, and the final winner will be determined in the fourth round!"

Hearing this, all the teams present couldn't help but stand together, with a look of excitement flashing in their eyes.

The participating members of the five major ninja villages are also gearing up, looking around with awe-inspiring fighting spirit.

Zhenyang, see you in the finals! The champion of this tournament, we are Cloud Shinobi!

Looking at Zhenyang not far away, Ye Kodzuki clenched his fists, his long blond hair stood on end, and a trace of electric current flashed through the hair, looking amazing.

As if feeling something, Zhenyang turned around, saw Kodzuki's eyes from behind him, smiled at him, and then turned back.

The champion this time must belong to our Konoha!

When everyone was thinking, Senju Hashirama started the introduction of the first round.

"Now we're about to start the first round.

This assessment is called information transmission, and the specific rules are as follows:

First of all, each team must select a person to receive the information, and then memorize the corresponding information within the specified time.

Then this person will find a way to give the information to the second person in the team under the interference of the illusion, and then pass it on one by one until the last person receives the information.

In the end, the person who received the information at the end of the team had to retell the content of the information to the examiner under the interference of the illusion, and the examiner would score it.

If the information is completely wrong, they will be eliminated immediately, and the rest will enter the second round together.

In addition, a friendly reminder, the difficulty of illusions faced by everyone in the team is gradually increasing, so the selection of personnel also needs to be carefully considered.

Alright, the rules have been introduced, and the assessment begins now!"

After finishing speaking, Hashirama clapped his hands, and Chakra surged in his body.

Then, the ground under Zhenyang's feet began to tremble, countless branches broke through the ground, and began to intertwine with each other, finally forming a wooden wall surrounded on all sides.

This wall is extremely thick, with a thickness of three meters at the top, enough for people to stand on it.

"Everyone will draw lots to decide the order now. After the assessment starts, the rest of the people will wait at the top!"

After speaking, a ninja dressed as Anbu came to the crowd holding a box.

Everyone drew lots and opened them to have a look.

"Haha, it's really lucky, we got the number 15! It seems that we have to wait for a long time!"

"I drew number 20!"

"I'm No. 5, and I'm pretty far ahead, but luckily I'm not number one! Let's see how the teams in front are doing! It's good to give us a reference."

Weimon spread out his palms, and the signed number 27 immediately caught the eyes of Chiyo and the others.

"Not bad, Weimon, you are very lucky, and you have drawn a very late lottery! This will also help us collect information for this assessment!"

Patting Emon on the shoulder, Tashiro smiled with satisfaction.

The other two teammates of Weimen are also very happy. As Genin who is about to graduate, they know their strength well.

Although they are quite strong in Genin, they don't have much experience in dealing with illusions. The assessment by Konoha can be said to have just hit their weakness, so it's normal to be a little worried about it.

Seeing the satisfied faces of the three of them, Weimon was a little disappointed.

It may not be a good thing to be so late in the lottery! What if...

Thinking of a certain possibility, Weimon can only hope that things will not go as he thought.

Ghost Lantern Xinyue looked at the No. 13 lottery in her hand, and smiled (biab) indifferently.

"It seems that the ranking is a bit high, but as long as it is not the first, the others don't matter!"

Guideng Liyue nodded in agreement.

"That's right, as long as the last round is done, the information of this assessment will be clear. As for the illusion... this will not be difficult for you, right?"

Hearing this, Ghost Lamp Xinyue's mouth curled up a bit, looked at the two teammates behind her, and said:

"I'm fine."

"I'm fine too!" A handsome man with a cool demeanor cherished his words like gold, and closed his eyes again after only saying one sentence.

"It's really troublesome, what a broken assessment! It's better to have a good fight!" The man with pale hair and murderous face said very dissatisfied.

Seeing these two people, Guideng Liyue let go of her worries and smiled confidently.

That’s right, it’s just the first round of assessment, so how could it be difficult for us, Mist Shinobi? And that’s not what the three of them are best at. If it comes to the battle after that, it will be the moment for Xinyue and the others to shine!

Onoki's face was livid, looking at the No. 2 lottery in Zi's hand, he couldn't help but say:

"Zi, why are you so unlucky! This lottery is too high!"

Ziman waved his hand nonchalantly.

"Don't worry, Senior Onogi, it's just the first round of assessment, we will definitely pass it smoothly."

Even the teammates next to Zi nodded again and again.

What else can they do if they don't nod? If they dare not follow this person's wishes, it's fine for Onogi to be strong, but they don't have the strength of Onogi, and they will definitely be beaten up at that time, so it's better to be acquainted.

The two who have been repaired by Zi more than ten times have formed a conditioned reflex to this.

Seeing this, Onoki, who had a somewhat stable personality, was still a little worried, but he could only let it go.

Ye Kodzuki looked at the No. 14 pick in his hand and heaved a sigh of relief.

As Grandmaster Lightning Style ninjas, the Chakra attribute of Cloud Shinobi ninjas already determines that they have a certain resistance to illusions, so they don't care much about the interference of illusions.

But what troubled Ye Kodzuki was that besides himself having some talent for reading, the other two teammates were scumbag characters who were sleepy after reading books, and this assessment also tested their memory. It is undoubtedly a problem.

Ye Kodzuki sighed helplessly when he saw Ryuji and Kazuki behind him who were in a state of anxiety because of this assessment.

"How about Zhenyang? How many numbers did you draw?"

Hatake Sakumo came over curiously, looked at Zhenyang and asked.

Although Orochimaru not far away had no intention of approaching him, his eyes were also directed towards Zhenyang, obviously curious about it.

"Haha... that... some of them are not very good, this lottery!"

Unconsciously, Zhenyang put his right hand that was touching the lot behind his back, and Zhenyang smiled awkwardly.

Seeing Zhenyang's appearance, Hatake Sakumo was stunned for a moment, and then said in a joking tone:

"How bad can it be? Could it be that Zhenyang, you got the No. 1 lottery? Haha..."

Smiling Hatake Sakumo looked at Zhenyang's gradually stiff face, and was stunned in place.

"Ah! Zhenyang, you don't really draw number 1, do you?"

Orochimaru looked at the cold sweat on Zhenyang's forehead, and immediately guessed the lottery in Zhenyang's hand.

Hatake Sakumo:  ……

Orochimaru:.………

Obviously, Zhenyang's luck left the two of them speechless.

[PS: The first game is Wendou, here it will only be regarded as an excessive, after two or three chapters, it will be skipped, don't worry, everyone will not know how to work.