I'm in the Dragon Clan, bound to the Naruto Counterattack System

Cheng Sui turned off the PS2 and stretched.

Today is Wednesday, the time I had arranged to do my physical test with Angers. Norma sent me a text message early this morning to let me know that I should be at the gym at nine o'clock.

I checked the time on my phone; there was still half an hour until my appointment.

Cheng Sui changed into some comfortable clothes, put on his shoes, and headed straight for the gymnasium after leaving the dormitory.

On the lush green grass, men and women sat together picnicking, while couples leaned against each other whispering sweet nothings. Someone was playing the violin by the roadside, attracting many people to stop and watch.

Girls in shorts were jogging on the track, their ponytails creating a beautiful scene as they bounced.

"Mmm, the air is so white, oh no, the sunlight is so long," Cheng Sui said, breathing in the fresh air.

As Cheng Sui walked down the street, he clearly felt that he was receiving more attention.

The gazes of passersby varied, some admiring, some appreciating, and some scrutinizing.

However, Cheng Sui didn't care. Ever since he defeated Caesar in the stadium that day, he was prepared to be the center of attention.

What was that saying again?

If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight.

Not long after, Cheng Sui arrived at the location notified in Norma's text message.

This is the indoor track and field stadium, which is usually open to the public, but today it is unusually deserted.

No, there are still people there.

Cheng Sui heard a series of "da da da" sounds, like tennis balls hitting the wall.

But if that's the sound of a tennis ball, it's way too fast. Even a ball machine can't reach that speed; a machine gun probably could.

But there are no ball machines or machine guns on the tennis court.

There was only one old man.

In Cheng Sui's view, Angers was almost a blur, constantly hitting the tennis ball against the wall, where it would bounce back and then he would continue hitting it.

Although the old man's movements were so fast, each movement was so clearly executed, full of the beauty of speed and power.

The old man seemed to notice Cheng Sui's gaze, stopped what he was doing, and the tennis ball rolled to his feet.

"Seeing the tennis ball suddenly reminded me of my time on the Cambridge tennis team when I was young," Angers picked up the tennis ball at his feet and hit it cleanly against the wall with a backhand. "Back then, I was the ace of the team, and every time I hit a beautiful overhead smash, it would make the girls scream."

Angers wiped away his sweat and tidied his somewhat disheveled silver hair.

Cheng Sui then noticed that Angers was not wearing a suit, but had changed into a tracksuit that looked a bit dated.

Wearing a cotton long-sleeved shirt with denim shorts and a white sweatband on his forehead, he looked like a tennis player straight out of a magazine from the last century.

You couldn't tell when he was wearing a suit, but now that Angers' well-trained muscles are on display in front of Cheng Sui, it's hard to believe that he's over 130 years old.

The lights in the indoor track and field stadium were turned on, making the stadium appear even more empty under the illumination of the huge incandescent bulbs.

"I had Norma clear out the indoor track and field stadium. The students who got up early to exercise today will probably have to find another place. But getting some sun won't hurt young people." Angers' voice echoed in the stadium.

"Hey Principal, didn't you say you were going to retest my bloodline? Why not just do the 3E exam directly instead of this physical test?" Cheng Sui stood on the rubber track, stomping his feet hard on the track to feel the friction of the rubber particles.

"The bloodline of a hybrid is a very mysterious thing. It is a spark we stole from the dragons. Its origin is humiliating and bloody. Although hybrids have existed for thousands of years or even longer, we still don't understand the secrets hidden within their bloodline." Angers looked at Cheng Sui with admiration and scrutiny. "But you are an exception. To reach this level with a C-grade bloodline is perhaps the beginning of a miracle. We must treat this with utmost care."

Cheng Sui nodded in understanding, but inwardly he was complaining.

My beloved principal, even if you dismantle me for research, I'll still only be a C-grade student.

My achievements today are all thanks to my hard work and dedication.

System, issue a task!

"We will be taking a blood sample from you later, and we hope you will cooperate."

Cheng Sui's heart skipped a beat.

Although his dragon blood genes are normal, he still has the blood of the Uchiha and Uzumaki clans. I hope nothing will actually be discovered.

It's important to know that the world of Dragon Raja isn't just about technology; it also includes alchemy, a branch of mysticism.

Science may not be able to find anything, but the mystical may.

Cheng Sui suddenly remembered the system's previous prompt.

Danzo Shimura, who served the Third Hokage, suspected that he was a spy from another village.

As is well known, Danzo and the Third Hokage were best friends who had known each other since they were young and had a love-hate relationship that lasted until their old age.

Among the dragons, there was one who had known Angers since their youth, who was still alive, and who also knew about their situation…

Nicholas Flamel, the Night's Watchman!

It turned out that the old cowboy was suspicious of him, but luckily Cheng was upright and had nothing to fear.

Anyway, given Angers' personality and how much he likes him, as long as he's not a dragon, even if he's an alien, Angers will protect him.

Despite a multitude of thoughts running through his mind, Cheng Sui remained outwardly calm and simply said, "No problem."

"Let's measure 100 meters first," Angers said, pulling out an electronic counter from his pocket.

"Principal, aren't you going to use my data for research? How can handwritten notes be accurate?" Cheng Sui jumped up and down, slightly moving his wrists and ankles.

Angers smiled. "I'm a meticulous person, and I'm very confident in this area. Besides, I've prepared an infrared instrument as a backup. Do we need to warm up?"

"No, let's start now."

Angers pulled out his starting pistol: "The starting pistol is linked to the infrared device. You start sprinting when you hear the gunshot."

Cheng walked to the starting line, his legs slightly bent, gathering his strength and waiting for the starting gun to fire.

"Bang!"

Almost at the same time the gunshot rang out, Cheng Sui charged out like a cheetah.

Because Cheng Sui used too much force, a fist-sized dent was left in the rubber at the starting line.

Cheng Sui has never run at full speed since the system enhanced his body.

Now, as he ran at full speed, he could only feel the wind whistling past his ears, as if everything would be left behind.

"Ding!"

The infrared instrument at the endpoint emitted a sound.

"6.82 seconds, not bad, 0.5 seconds faster than the school record." Angers had reached the finish line at some point and said, looking at the electronic counter in his hand.

Cheng Sui breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the electronic display screen at the finish line, which showed the test results of the infrared instrument, also 6.82 seconds.

Cheng Sui raised his head, his gaze meeting Angers', both of them carrying strange emotions in their eyes.

Angers looked at Cheng Sui as if he were a monster. You have to know that in the 100-meter dash, improving by 0.01 seconds is a huge improvement, but Cheng Sui improved the record by half a second.

Cheng Sui was surprised that Angers was able to reach the finish line before him; Time Zero was truly an abnormally powerful Word of Power.