The audience seats erupted in boos, but Kankuro remained unfazed; the exam was never important to him.
"Tch." Genma sighed, then announced, "Kankuro forfeits, Neji Hyuga wins by default."
"Next match, Uzumaki Naruto versus Gaara."
"This is troublesome." Naruto scratched his head. A fight could break out at any moment, and Sasuke was injured. There wasn't time to explain everything to them now; he should have told them earlier.
"Sakura Bro, keep an eye on Sasuke. Both of you move closer to Kakashi-sensei. There might be trouble later."
Sakura Bro had some fighting ability now, right? At worst, he could just take them away when the fighting started. Naruto gave the instructions and left, leaving Sasuke and Sakura completely bewildered.
The noise in the audience gradually subsided. Many had come specifically for this match: the Hokage's son versus the Kazekage's son. Even if it didn't fully represent the strength of the two villages, the outcome would still influence people's opinions of them.
"Naruto-kun." Hinata, in the audience, clasped her hands together in front of her chest, silently cheering for Naruto. Then, remembering something, her face flushed red.
Hanabi, watching her sister, thought that unless Naruto was beaten to death by that gourd kid, her sister was truly hopeless.
Gaara walked down the stairs silently, his bloodlust barely contained, a cruel smile growing on his face. He knew some information about Naruto: the Fourth Hokage's son, with considerable strength. His blood would please mother.
Kankuro watched Gaara with some fear, praying he wouldn't suddenly lose control. If Kimimaro were here, he would probably despise him for being scared of his own brother, making him the most pathetic older brother ever.
Naruto also walked slowly down the other set of stairs, even finding time to chat with the Fox Spirit: "Big Fox, do you think Shukaku has noticed you?"
"As if he could," Nine Tails scoffed.
"Is your sensory ability that different? It shouldn't be, right?" Naruto thought that if Shukaku couldn't detect him at this close range, he must be incredibly weak.
"It's not about sensory ability, it's because our Sealing Technique level is too high."
Speaking of which, Nine Tails was initially proud. Shukaku's shoddy seal relied almost entirely on the Jinchuriki's consciousness to suppress him, while he could easily detect him.
Then, a hint of melancholy crept in. Nine Tails looked at the Sealing Space, which had gradually been transformed into a landscape of green hills, clear waters, and vast grasslands over the years. My seal is indeed very good...
But as a Tailed Beast, is it wrong to be proud that the seal is good? And why say 'our' Sealing Technique?
"Do you want to say hello to him?" Naruto didn't think much of it, asking if he wanted to have a pre-match trash-talking session.
"No rush. You wake him up first, let him be happy, and then I'll give him a surprise."
Nine Tails remembered Naruto often complaining when telling stories about how the little ones always brought out the old ones.
Now, let this kid be the little one, and I'll be the old one for once.
After the two entered the arena, Gaara looked at Naruto, his smile becoming increasingly twisted.
Naruto marveled at the youth's expressive face, wondering if it was caused by long-term sleep deprivation leading to neurasthenia.
Can this guy really turn into the warm man from Shippuden after a good beating?
Or is the Talk no Jutsu really like Izanami or Kotoamatsukami, capable of completely changing a person's mind? But I don't seem to have any points in that skill.
Seeing the two standing ready, Genma waved his hand: "Begin!"
As soon as he spoke, the stopper of the gourd behind Gaara was popped open and fell to the ground. Sand poured out of the gourd's mouth, seeping into the ground, as if trying to turn the ground into a desert to create a home-field advantage.
Naruto declared that he couldn't condone such behavior that promoted land desertification. He pulled out three special Kunai from his ninja pouch and threw them out, first greeting this environment-destroying guy.
One Kunai flew towards Gaara's front, while the other two flew to the sides. Gaara stood still, the sand automatically rising to block the Kunai in the middle.
Naruto remembered the feeling of wanting to fly over as soon as he hit someone with Q when playing Blind Monk, and then he really flew over.
His left hand grabbed a Kunai and threw it backwards, planning to leave a return point. He was so excited at the beginning that he forgot to mark it.
His right hand slapped out a Rasengan and hit the sand wall—a wall made of sand.
The sand scattered under the impact of the Rasengan, splashing on Gaara's face.
Gaara was a little surprised by Naruto's speed. He stood still with his arms crossed, controlling the sand under Naruto's feet.
Just as the sand rose a little, Naruto had already appeared on Gaara's left side, throwing a Kunai directly on the ground with one hand to plant an eye, and punching Gaara's cheek with the other—his sand couldn't defend against this obviously unhittable Kunai, and now there was no time to react.
At this time, the Kunai on Gaara's right side had already flown to the side behind him. Naruto flashed over, threw down the Kunai, and swept his foot towards the back of Gaara's head.
Only then did the sand controlled by Gaara belatedly pounce on Naruto.
Naruto immediately returned to the position of the Kunai he had just thrown back.
He reflected on his just now operation. Although it was very fancy, he didn't deal any damage. He shouldn't have used Rasengan in the first move, there was no time to condense a second one later.
Kankuro on the stand and Temari in the audience area were shocked: "What a fast speed, he actually injured Gaara!"
Ordinary spectators could only see a golden light flashing and flashing again, and then Gaara lowered his head, cracks appeared on his face, and the Sand Armor turned into ordinary sand and fell down.
People who knew a little Ninjutsu exclaimed, what a fast Body Flicker Technique.
But those who really understood had unbelievable faces. This golden hair, the Flying Thunder God Technique, plus the Rasengan, is simply the second Yellow Flash!
The foreign village ninjas who figured this out had ugly faces. Konoha is so strong, the next generation may have to continue to be younger brothers.
The Konoha ninjas were very proud, the Fourth Hokage has someone to succeed him.
The "Kazekage" looked at Naruto's performance and licked his lips subconsciously. This child may also be destined for me, should I also find a way to give him a vaccination and get a tattoo?
Then he caught a glimpse of the Third Hokage's old face smiling like a chrysanthemum—let's solve this matter first, just need an opportunity, an opportunity to briefly distract the Fourth Hokage.
Gaara touched his cheek. It had been a long time since he felt pain, so he became even more excited, covering his eyes with one hand: "Hehehe, hahaha, kill you, kill you!"
Gaara waved his hand, manipulating the sand on the ground, and pounced on Naruto like a wave.
Naruto sighed and said that he still had to fight against the wave. He looked at Genma's position—from the referee's perspective, I should be on the right, um, this one is stable, I'm not Dyna.
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