Analyzing the Ninja World Starting from Konoha

As Aoba went upstairs, she glanced at the notice board at the bottom of the stairs. These two people seemed to be the first and second in the grade.

Upon hearing the name, the two boys immediately straightened their backs, exchanged a sharp glance, and the air was thick with tension.

However, both of them were delighted to be able to team up with Aoba.

After all, having a strong teammate, especially a medical ninja, is definitely a good thing for the team.

"I'm Ryuichi Okamoto, nice to meet you!" The buzz-cut boy extended his hand.

"Yuta Nishimura, you'll be my teammate from now on," the tall, thin man chimed in.

Since they were so polite, Aoba didn't slack off and shook hands with them.

This shows that no one is really using the third generation.

Although they are ranked among the top two in the Ninja Academy and can be considered geniuses among ordinary people, the Ninja Academy ranking does not represent their true strength.

He himself had always been playing dumb to fool others, and those ninja clans were just as cunning.

During the ninja academy, clan secret techniques were not taught.

"Your leader is Shuichiro Sarutobi."

The Chunin teacher pointed to the door, "He's waiting for you outside."

Aoba raised an eyebrow.

Sarutobi?

I never expected that he was a member of the same clan as the third-generation old man.

Stepping out of the classroom, I saw a man in a standard ninja uniform leaning against the corridor railing.

He was around thirty years old, had short hair, and a faint scar on his face.

"Aoba Yamashiro, Ryuichi Okamoto, Yuta Nishimura?"

"yes!"

Okamoto and Nishimura immediately stood up straight.

Qingye nodded calmly.

Sarutobi Shuichiro's gaze swept over the three of them, finally settling on Aoba.

Aoba also scanned the captain, his index finger twitching slightly. Through chakra sensing, he realized this person must be a special Jonin.

"Come with me."

He turned and walked out of the school.

The three followed.

It should be noted that the team leader is neither a teacher nor a mentor.

Aoba and the other two were merely subordinates, tools to complete their missions.

Speechless all the way.

Shuichiro Sarutobi led the three to a training ground outside the village.

"Introduce yourself."

He leaned against the tree trunk, his tone flat, "It starts with you."

He pointed at Ryuichi Okamoto.

"My name is Ryuichi Okamoto. I specialize in Fire Release and Taijutsu, and my dream is to become a great ninja like the Hokage!"

The buzz-cut boy had a loud, energetic voice.

"Yuta Nishimura is skilled in Earth Release and ninja tool throwing, and hopes to protect his comrades on the battlefield."

Yuta appeared confident and spoke in a calm tone.

After they finished speaking, they both looked at Qingye.

"Yamashiro Aoba, a medical ninja."

Aoba said something brief, and then fell silent.

"That's all?"

Shuichiro Sarutobi frowned.

That's all.

Aoba shrugged.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

Okamoto and Nishimura exchanged a glance, neither knowing what to say.

"Alright."

Shuichiro Sarutobi waved his hand, "Next is the strength test."

"Before we begin the mission, I need to see your capabilities for myself."

Shuichiro's tone was devoid of any emotion. "All three of you, come at me together. Although you're just graduated genin, the battlefield won't give you time to adjust. The rules are simple now: attack with the determination to kill me."

There was no bell-grabbing; it was a real battle.

Aoba speculated that the bell-stealing activity was probably a special program for the Naruto series, while direct combat was the testing method for most teams.

"Kill...kill the captain?"

Ryuichi Okamoto and Yuta Nishimura were taken aback.

Unexpectedly, the team was assigned to attack the captain, who even ordered them to kill him.

Is it that exciting?!

"What? You don't dare?" Shuichiro raised an eyebrow.

"superior!"

Ryuichi Okamoto let out a low shout and charged out first.

His speed was indeed outstanding among his peers. After a few running steps, he leaped high into the air, and several shuriken in his hand blocked all of Shuichiro's escape routes in a fan shape.

At the same time, Yuta Nishimura's hands moved rapidly, forming hand seals.

"Earth Release: Earth Rising Spear!"

The ground trembled, and several sharp rock spears burst forth from beneath Shuichiro's feet.

The green leaves didn't move.

His role in the team is that of a medical ninja, and he also wants to see the strength of his two teammates.

So far, the two seem to be cooperating quite well.

By the standards of recent graduates, these two guys certainly deserve to be in the top two of their class.

But that's all.

boom! boom! boom!

The shuriken was embedded in the tree trunk, and the homemade gun pierced through "Shuichiro's" body.

"It worked?!"

Yuta Nishimura's face lit up with joy.

"Idiot, it's a substitution jutsu!"

Ryuichi Okamoto was the first to react and loudly reminded him.

As the white smoke dissipated, the pierced "Shuichiro" turned into a wooden stake.

"It's up there!"

Yuta Nishimura exclaimed in surprise.

From within the tree canopy, several shuriken tore through the air, shooting towards the two's blind spots with a piercing whistle.

Ryuichi Okamoto frantically pulled out his kunai to block, but the immense force made his hand go numb, and he staggered backward.

Just as the two were in disarray, a kunai silently attacked from the side and behind, its target being Aoba, who had been standing on the sidelines watching the show.

This kunai was shaped at a tricky angle, clearly a test by Sarutobi Shuichiro.

Aoba didn't even turn her head.

He didn't even lift his eyelids.

Just as the kunai was about to pierce his back.

hum!

The huge gourd on his back suddenly trembled.

The stopper popped open automatically, knocking the kunai off.

Then a large amount of yellow sand gushed out like a fountain, surrounding Aoba.

"What kind of ninjutsu is this?"

Ryuichi Okamoto and Yuta Nishimura stared wide-eyed, their mouths agape enough to fit an egg.

No hand seals required?

The sand...moved on its own?

Aoba crossed her arms, turned her head to the side, and looked towards a spot in the woods.

He extended a finger and gently hooked it.

The sand surrounding him instantly transformed into two ferocious sand pythons.

The sand python was incredibly fast, scattering dead leaves wherever it went and carving two deep furrows in the ground.

Aoba's gaze shifted.

"Over there."

As if it had a life of its own, the sand python suddenly raised its head and charged forward with lightning speed.

Click!

The thick tree trunk let out a mournful cry as it could no longer bear the weight, sending wood chips flying everywhere.

A figure leaped out from behind the tree in a disheveled state.

As Sarutobi Shuichiro landed on the ground, he glanced at the spot where he had just been, and a bead of cold sweat slid down his forehead.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!"

Although the Third Hokage had warned him beforehand that Aoba was quite strong and that he should be careful, he never expected that Aoba was not just quite strong, but a monster!

This strength probably surpasses that of most Chunin in the village!

The thought of having to lead a subordinate whose abilities far surpass his own gave Shuichiro a headache.

The sand swirled in the air once, then retreated back into the gourd like a docile pet.

The stopper closed automatically.

"Captain, is the test over?"

Aoba patted off non-existent dust from his clothes, his tone as calm as if he were asking what he wanted for dinner.

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