"Has the strength and speed increased again? What a monster."
Shimura Itachi, who was hiding in the dark, held a small notebook in his hand and wrote down the intelligence data about Xili in a hurry.
Recently, Xili has been sleeping all day in class, and has rarely been active except for necessary outdoor classes.
This was a bitter experience for Ichimura Shimura, who was responsible for monitoring Xili's recording of intelligence.
Lord Danzo was already beginning to feel dissatisfied.
If he can't produce valuable intelligence data, I'm afraid he will have to be locked in a small dark room during the entire vacation after the final exam!
It doesn't matter if Xili doesn't provide materials.
Find him an experimental subject, and if he does it for a while, won’t there be material to record?
A sixth grader who is good at strength and defense.
Very good material!
Shimura Itachi hid in the dark corner.
A pair of eyes fixed on the field, not missing any detail, he knew that the battle would probably end in an instant!
…
"What did you call me?"
The fat brother's pupils suddenly shrank, and a big tic-tac-toe popped out of his forehead.
Even the air around him became three points colder.
Those bloodshot eyes stared at Xili like a ghost demanding life, as if they wanted to eat him alive.
"Are you deaf? Fat pig!"
"A good boy is brave enough!"
Before Fat Brother finished his shouting words, he suddenly felt the world spinning, and his body suddenly rose into the air as if it had lost gravity.
boom!
There was a muffled sound.
The body weighing hundreds of kilograms drew a perfect arc in mid-air, and then hit the hard floor heavily.
The melon-eaters on the side suddenly felt the ground tremble violently.
The whole hall shook!
The fat brother was so dizzy from this wave of over-the-shoulder fall that before he could recover, a huge force came from his arm.
What did he see?
A little kid who was only half his height actually pulled him up with one hand!
then
Whoosh!
Xi Li threw away his hand, just like throwing garbage, and directly threw the fat brother's body weighing hundreds of kilograms out!
A gust of howling wind suddenly blew by, and Fat Brother's body flew out of control without his own control.
Smashed it towards the trash can in a blind corner of the hall.
Boom!
There was a chaotic muffled sound.
The fat body was smashed into the garbage pile in the corner of the hall, and was buried under countless garbage before making any movement.
"Tell me, am I dazzled?"
"That big guy is a sixth-grader, right? When did a first-year freshman become so strong? Beat a sixth-grader?"
"The pair of horns"
"I remembered!"
"That Minotaur is the monster that defeated the first-year genius Uchiha Itachi!"
Naturally, it is impossible for senior students to watch the whole first-grade class match. Only the students sitting by the window can see part of the battle.
Most people have just heard of such a thing.
But how could a senior student care about a bunch of brats?
So what if it's the genius Uchiha Itachi?
From the perspective of upperclassmen, they are just relatively powerful figures in their grade. If they were to fight against them, they would definitely kill that bullshit genius in seconds.
Rumors are just rumors after all, far worse than seeing them with your own eyes.
Senior students always have a sense of superiority when they look at junior students. This is not a derogatory statement, it is a fact.
However, the scene in front of them shocked everyone enough!
That's a sixth-grade student with the ability to graduate, and his sixth-grade strength ranking is definitely at the upper level!
That's not just a piece of fat. How can it be thrown out like garbage?
It seems like an extremely easy movement, but you can only fully understand it if you feel the exaggerated whirlwind caused by Fat Brother's tonnage flying over.
This kind of guy was actually
Kill instantly with one hand!
Watching Xili disappear from the passage on the first floor, Shimura quickly wrote the last four words at the end of the small notebook.
Jingle Bell!
A quick class bell rang.
The stunned students in the hall immediately woke up and rushed to their respective classrooms.
There are second-grade students, third-grade students, and even fourth- and fifth-grade students!
In less than a day, the story of a first-year minotaur killing a fat sixth-year boy with one hand would have spread throughout the ninja school.
Not a Minotaur, but a Bull Demon King!
After defeating the genius Itachi Uchiha, he killed the Bull Demon King who was a sixth-grade graduate in one move!
…
Today's outdoor class is shuriken throwing training.
Commoner children have just come into contact with shurikens. If six out of ten shurikens can hit the target, it is very impressive.
But this thing is not difficult for children from rich families.
Although it is impossible to hit the target 100% like Uchiha Itachi's tricks, it is still very simple to hit the target with all ten shurikens without asking for hearts.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Just when it was Xili's turn to play, a strange phenomenon occurred on the field.
Everyone stared blankly at the Bull Demon King who was throwing shurikens. No, this was no longer throwing shurikens, but smashing wooden stakes with shurikens!
What's more important is that none of them missed the target!
The huge force made the wooden pile roar.
The whole place was filled with the sound of Xili smashing wooden stakes.
The head teacher of the elite class had a drop of cold sweat dripping from his forehead. If this continues, there won't be a target that can be used by the time the Xili throwing is over!
"That classmate Xili."
"What's wrong? Teacher Kongcheng."
Xi Li overdraws his shuriken and pauses, then turns his head to look at the empty city of Shangxian.
There seems to be nothing wrong with him, at least he throws better than the previous batch of students.
"That's not how shurikens are thrown!"
"Did I miss the target?"
"No."
"That's it, doesn't it just have to hit the enemy with the shuriken?"
The implication is that as long as I can hit the target, you don't care whether I hit the target or hit the enemy?
Sweating violently in the empty city of Shangxian, what you say makes so much sense!
He was speechless in reply.
"The problem is that if you break all the wooden stakes, how can they still practice?" Shangxian Kongcheng pointed at the students lined up behind Seeli.
"Okay, come on!"
Xili put down the shuriken in his hand, moved away from his position and walked to the edge of the training field to sit down.
Upper string empty city: ""
Xili sat in a daze, thinking about whether he should just apply for graduation.
Ninja school is really boring.
The most important thing is that there is no way to help him improve his strength here, and he has to come to school in a shadow clone every day.
Wouldn't it make more sense to let this shadow clone do something else?
Now, Xili can barely maintain three shadow clones at the same time.
If one needs to stay in the dessert shop to help, and the other goes to school every day, he will only have one shadow clone at hand.
Just when Xili was in a daze.
"Thank you for what happened today."
Sarutobi-san and Aburame-san came together, while Inuzuka-san and Koromaru were sent to the infirmary. It is estimated that he will not be seen for a week.
"Don't thank me, I don't mean to help you."
Seeli raised his head and glanced at the two of them, then lowered his head and continued to be in a daze.
Sarutobi Kanazawa and Aburame Juyu looked at each other.
A strange feeling suddenly surged in their hearts.
The bull-headed boy in front of me seems quite cute?
Tsundere attributes?
At least it's not that annoying.
Although he had done a good deed, he acted like he would not let strangers in. He obviously did not want them to take this matter seriously as a favor.
But because of this, they remember this friendship even more.