Konoha: My peaceful life was betrayed by the system.

Although it looks like a blank sheet of paper, it's actually no different from a steel shuriken.

In no time, the paper shuriken slashed out and left wounds.

Ding Zuo immediately realized that he couldn't fight this thing head-on, so he curled himself into a ball and started spinning at high speed.

"Meat bomb tank!"

The red hair transformed into armor, carving cracks into the ground.

This form of Dingza is slightly more agile, but it has no way to determine direction and can only rely on a faint sense to determine Xiaonan's location.

But Xiao Nan was flying in the sky and wasn't afraid of his tricks at all. However, there were rules in the competition that contestants who could fly couldn't fly too high, otherwise it would affect the fairness of the competition.

Even so, Xiao Nan handled it with ease.

A black swift was seen flying nimbly across the field, followed by a huge red fleshy bouncing ball rolling around behind it.

After about a minute or two, Konan ran out of paper shuriken, and Choza immediately stopped his human bomb mode.

He looked a little out of breath, as if he had exhausted himself, and his eyes were filled with increasing fear as he looked at Xiao Nan in the sky.

In the stands, the Qiu Dao clan chief shook his head helplessly: "The difference in strength is too obvious. Although Ding Zuo is a few years older, he has lost miserably in terms of both tactics and strength."

As a father, he was quite convinced. There was nothing shameful about his son not being as good as the Hokage's disciple, and there wouldn't be any gossip in the village.

However, Ding will definitely be depressed for a while. After being treated like this, he still needs to be comforted.

On the field, Konan saw that Choza was exhausted, so she took the initiative to attack. She injected her chakra into the source material, and almost instantly, a large number of white papers flew out of Konan's chest again!

Overwhelming! As if to engulf the entire arena, some of the white paper wrapped around Xiao Nan's swift wings, reinforcing them into thicker wings.

Each flap of the fan generates a strong gust of wind.

Then, Xiao Nan quickly formed hand seals, and some of the white paper floating in the sky turned into paper guns, which were fired at Ding Zuo!

Sensing danger, Ding quickly dodged, only to see the paper gun made of white paper deeply embedded in the ground.

"Is this still paper? Even steel wouldn't be like this..."

The audience gasped in amazement; they knew Xiao Nan would be strong, but they hadn't expected her to be this strong.

Even some veteran Chunin with average talent couldn't master such powerful ninjutsu. Konan is only eleven years old, yet she can do this?

"Divine punishment," Xiao Nan said calmly.

Dingza looked up in the direction of Konan. Amidst the rain of flying paper, Konan, with her white wings, looked at him indifferently. Her seemingly emotionless face made her appear as if she were a true angel descended from heaven to bring divine punishment.

The next second! A barrage of paper guns rained down on Ding Zuo! In an instant, sand and stones flew everywhere, and paper scraps danced in the air.

At that moment, Chief Qiu Dao immediately stood up, staring somewhat anxiously at Ding Zuo, who was buried in sand and dust on the field.

The Nara clan chief comforted him, saying, "What are you afraid of? This is just a match. The Hokage's disciple will definitely know his limits."

Chief Akimichi paused for a moment, then chuckled, "That's true. What am I worrying about? How could the Hokage allow his student to harm the people of his own village?"

The other spectators didn't seem worried either; instead, they cheered enthusiastically, celebrating Konan's arrival and victory.

No one was worried that Xiao Nan would hurt Ding Zuo, because they were from the same village and trusted each other.

Xiao Nan flapped its wings forcefully, and the dust instantly dissipated, revealing Ding Zuo on the field.

All the paper guns bypassed his body and firmly embedded themselves in the ground of the arena, surrounding Ding Zuo.

Ding Zuo had just come to his senses. For a moment, he really thought he was going to die. Fortunately, it was just a game.

When he saw Xiao Nan's expression, it was as if he were looking at a prisoner who was about to be executed.

That scared him.

He's three years younger than me, and not only is he this strong, but he also has such an imposing presence.

The loss was so frustrating.

Ding looked up again and saw Xiao Nan's face again, against the sunlight in the sky, looking incredibly sacred.

He couldn't help but swallow, and before he could say anything, Xiao Nan spoke first: "You lost."

"Yes, I lost..." Ding lowered his head helplessly and sighed.

Nara Anwa arrived at the stadium immediately to announce Konan's victory!

The entire stadium erupted in cheers for Xiao Nan once again.

Konan herself slowly landed on the ground, and her wings suddenly disintegrated into countless pieces of white paper, which eventually returned to Konan's chest, were absorbed back by the source matter, and turned back into chakra.

A gentle expression returned to her face, and Xiao Nan nodded to Ding Zuo, who was still somewhat bewildered: "Sorry, Brother Ding Zuo, I was a little too rough."

Then she reached out her hand, and a butterfly made of folded white paper flew out of Xiao Nan's hand, slowly fluttering its wings and flying into Ding Zuo's hand.

"Consider this a small gift to express my apology." She then waved to the villagers who supported her and walked off the stage happily.

In the stands where several shadows were located, Feng Ying clapped to himself.

"Oh my, I didn't expect Konan to be so strong. She really did hold back when she fought Sasori that day."

Qu Feng smiled but didn't say anything. Xiao Nan had really made him proud today, demonstrating her strength in front of so many villagers and Ying.

This also demonstrates, from another perspective, the teaching ability of the master, Qu Feng.

Upon hearing Kazekage's words, Onoki was somewhat puzzled: "What do you mean? Kazekage, your apprentice has already sparred with Konan?"

Kazekage laughed and said, "Yes, on the second day after arriving in Konoha, I took Sasori to visit the Hokage and sparred with two of his disciples. The result was the same as with this Choza: a complete defeat."

Seeing that Konan had such strength, the Kazekage no longer hoped that Sasori could win the championship.

Judging from Konan's ability to defeat Sasori despite concealing her true strength, Yahiko must have also been hiding a great deal of power.

But his own disciple fought against Yahiko and Konan with almost no reservations.

Chapter 556 Intermission

Upon hearing Kazekage's words, Onoki was somewhat puzzled: "What do you mean? Kazekage, your apprentice has already sparred with Konan?"

Kazekage laughed and said, "Yes, on the second day after arriving in Konoha, I took Sasori to visit the Hokage and sparred with two of his disciples. The result was the same as with this Choza: a complete defeat."

Seeing that Konan had such strength, the Kazekage no longer hoped that Sasori could win the championship.

Judging from Konan's ability to defeat Sasori despite concealing her true strength, Yahiko must have also been hiding a great deal of power.

But his own disciple fought against Yahiko and Konan with almost no reservations.

Even if they were improved by the herbs, it would be difficult to make up for the gap, not to mention that the Hokage's two disciples also received the herbs.

Kazekage felt that it was already pretty good that he could maintain a top-three position. He was also fortunate that Sasori did not encounter Yahiko and Konan in the first round, otherwise he could have gone straight home.

Upon hearing the news, Onoki looked at Kazekage with some anger: "Why didn't you call me? You could have let me bring my juniors to learn from you!"

Seeing how strong he was as the Hokage, Onoki felt a little uneasy, thinking that none of the children he had chosen would be able to defeat Konan.

But if there were an opportunity to spar, that would be different. With his own ninja skills, he would definitely be able to analyze the weaknesses.

Unfortunately, Kazekage is a slacker!

Kazekage shook his head helplessly and said, "Tsuchikage, it's not that I didn't think of you. I was originally planning to take Sasori to spar, but you didn't have any juniors with you at the time, so I couldn't call you."

Onoki snorted, seemingly agreeing with the Kazekage, and then changed the subject.

"I have to say, the Hokage's disciple is really quite remarkable. He has created so many ninjutsu at such a young age. His future is limitless."

Hearing Onoki say this, Torifu also sat up straight: "Speaking of training apprentices, I really have some experience. As for creating ninjutsu, I'm sure everyone has already mastered it and summarized their own experience."

"I use my own accumulated experience to teach my students, cultivating their mindset and methods for creating their own ninjutsu. You could say that from the moment they begin their training, I've been teaching them how to develop their own ninjutsu."

"This method is quite good, and I suggest you all give it a try."

Upon hearing the suggestion to "take the wind," both the Kazekage and Tsuchikage nodded in agreement.

They automatically ignored the Versailles elements in the folklore and extracted the useful parts themselves.

"What the Hokage said is quite right. Understanding how to create one's own ninjutsu can indeed be a great help on the path of a ninja," Onoki agreed.

However, only geniuses could learn to create their own ninjutsu at a young age.

Even if a ninja with average talent were given a lifetime, he might not be able to develop a ninjutsu of his own.

Creating one's own ninjutsu is also the dividing line between geniuses and ordinary people.

However, the disciples accepted by the Shadows are undoubtedly geniuses among geniuses. They are cultivating high-end combat power for the village, so they have strict standards for talent when accepting disciples.

However, this is not absolute; there will always be some exceptions, but these exceptions are ultimately few and far between.

Using the Hokage's method to educate disciples and train their thinking from a young age is indeed a good approach.

Although focusing too much on creating their own ninjutsu might slow down their training, as long as they lay a solid foundation, their lives will be smooth sailing.

The three Kage began to chat about creating their own ninjutsu, with only Mifune seeming out of place.

As a samurai, he had absolutely nothing in common with these ninjas, and he felt no interest in their talk of self-created ninjutsu.

Perhaps it's similar to the combat techniques and swordsmanship created by their samurai?

He wanted to share his opinion several times, but after listening to the three shadows, he found that the training methods of samurai were different from those of ninjas and were not of much reference value.

This caused Mifune to be neglected once again.

As it turns out, you shouldn't force yourself into circles you can't fit into, or you'll end up in this awkward situation.

Fortunately, the match resumed soon afterward, and the viewers ended their heated discussion and began to watch the game attentively.

The morning passed quickly. There were about a dozen rounds of competition, and a few more rounds were still to be completed. They would continue in the afternoon.

It's worth mentioning that when Toru asked Anwa for the match list, it seemed that Yahiko had a bye and directly advanced to the next round.

This is incredible luck; all we can do is congratulate them.

After the morning event ended, Toru didn't take Yahiko and the others home. Instead, he found a restaurant and treated the two Kage and Mifune to a meal.

Konan and Yahiko went home and cooked for themselves. Winning the match didn't change Konan's mindset at all; she felt it was just an ordinary match.

It was nowhere near as enjoyable as fighting Scorpion that day, since Scorpion wasn't from my village, and I didn't have to worry about getting hurt.

Ding Zuo was one of their own, so he was always restrained in the battle and never fully unleashed his power.

If Ding Zuo knew this, he would probably be in tears. For him, this was a heavy competition, and he had already given it his all.

But the opponent felt constrained and humiliated.