Naruto: I'm really not an evil scientist!

"But what if someone else is also working hard—or even harder than you? They also have the support of bloodline limits..."

"……this."

"If you can't beat them, join them... Anyway, my father is already planning to arrange a marriage between me and a bloodline family so that I can inherit their chakra."

"Don't you have a boyfriend?"

"...It can only be my ex-boyfriend."

"You...you're willing to do this?"

"What else can we do? They are really stronger. Their chakra is like a high-level weapon... If only someone could step forward and change Father's mind."

"But everyone just thinks that bloodline ninjas are stronger." The audience's discussion was really not a happy thing.

Following the voices of the people speaking, Akai saw two young girls wearing headbands from a small ninja village.

The girls were beautiful, but their faces were full of sorrow, like chakra shrouded in gloom, having lost its former radiance.

Kai wanted to go up and cheer for the two, but he quickly remembered his teammates' advice—it was the time for the Imperial Trial, so they shouldn't do anything unnecessary to avoid causing some unexpected trouble that even the Fifth Hokage couldn't handle. After all, there was a complex chakra monitoring and defense system on site, like an invisible net covering the entire arena.

“It shouldn’t be like this…” Guy clenched his fists, and for some reason, a fire ignited in his chest, a fire like a blazing chakra flame, burning with his conviction.

He felt very uncomfortable; he just felt unwell but couldn't put his finger on it.

Seeing that Guy's expression changed, the two female ninjas who were chatting exchanged a glance and disappeared in an instant. They used their superb chakra invisibility technique and seemed to blend into the air.

When Akai looked up again, he couldn't find it anywhere.

"They've left... There's nothing I can do." Kai sighed helplessly. He wanted to do something, but the person he was talking to was gone. What could he do?

Left with no other choice, Akai could only sullenly await the next battle.

Unlike the preliminary rounds, in the semi-finals, each battle starts separately to avoid affecting each other, just like chakra energy is released separately to maintain its purity and power.

The first to appear today was a strange fellow dressed entirely in white, wearing a straitjacket covered in mysterious chakra runes, which seemed to contain endless power.

His opponent was a middle-aged man dressed as a ninja.

Most of the people in the arena started cheering for the Grass Ninja.

Although the Grass Ninja are from the Land of Grass, given the current relationship between the Land of Grass and the Land of Fire... well, as long as they're not facing off against ninjas from the Land of Fire, the people of the Land of Fire are willing to cheer for the Grass Ninja, just like how chakra energy flows between friendly people, conveying warmth and support.

At the referee's signal, the two sides immediately began to fight.

To be honest, although it's a small ninja village, the grass ninja who appeared was quite skilled.

Perhaps because he's been financially well-off lately, he's even been able to use some very sophisticated ninjutsu.

Naturally, no one would sell something that's passed down through secrets.

However, if the price is right, it's possible to ask some ninjutsu masters to improve one's ninjutsu, such as reducing a few hand seals, just like optimizing the chakra program to make the release of ninjutsu more efficient.

"Like this..." The grass ninja quickly formed hand seals, chanting incantations, and beams of chakra shot out from his hands.

This grass ninja is quite old and doesn't know many techniques, but because the arrangement was very ingenious, the strength he displayed was actually quite strong.

Akai secretly pondered to himself that he really couldn't beat him within twenty moves—unless he opened the Eight Gates Formation.

However, the Eight Gates technique is harmful to the body. It was a finishing move that he specially left for Kakashi, like a powerful chakra bomb that cannot be used easily.

Guy stared at the Grass Ninja, feeling that regardless of victory or defeat, this should be a very exciting battle, like anticipating a magnificent display of chakra that would leave everyone breathless.

However... the battle ended after only one round.

"Hey, you from the Land of Grass, stay away from him! He's too dangerous! There's a strange chakra fluctuation emanating from him!"

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

"Cheer up!" Although the spectators weren't participating in the battle, they had accumulated a lot of intelligence by watching the fight, and they saw things very clearly. Their eyes were like chakra detectors, keenly capturing every detail.

As the grass ninja charged toward the opponent, the audience immediately began to warn them.

Unfortunately... "it's too late."

“Guys like you who have no bloodline should know the difference between us—be prepared!” The grass ninja clearly used some kind of ninjutsu, but the white-haired guy didn’t care at all.

He simply raised his hand and absorbed all the ninjutsu of the Grass Ninja. His hand was like a powerful chakra absorber, absorbing everything.

The grass ninja was startled by what he saw and instinctively tried to retreat, but the opponent's next attack had already arrived.

"Nether Release: Evil Self-Destruction Fight!" The white-clad figure raised his hand, and the Grass Ninja chakra he had just absorbed immediately burst forth, rushing towards its master. The chakra was like a controlled energy bullet, carrying immense power.

The grass ninja couldn't dodge in time and was hit by his own full-force attack, leaving his body riddled with holes.

Although he didn't die, his combat strength was greatly reduced.

But it's not over yet.

"Storm Release: Storm Demon Dragon!" The grass ninja was propelled into the sky by his own chakra, and the white-clad figure raised his hand once more.

Countless gales in the sky immediately sprang into action, their momentum suggesting they were about to tear the grass ninja apart on the spot. The gales were like an out-of-control chakra storm, raging wildly.

—No, he absolutely can't stop him! He'll die! Nobody expected that in the first battle after the preliminary rounds, someone would go straight for the kill.

Even the referee was stunned for a moment and failed to keep up in time; the chakra alarm on the referee's body also failed to sound in time.

Seeing that the grass ninja was about to die on the spot, Guy instinctively jumped out and rushed into the chaotic chakra flow. A chakra shield formed around his body, like a sturdy shield, protecting him.

"...Hmph, overestimating yourself." The white-clad figure showed no sign of stopping, his eyes filled with disdain for ordinary ninjas, as if they were useless trash without chakra, cold and cruel.

"Whoosh..." Just at this critical moment, a huge tail wrapped in a massive amount of dark chakra suddenly emerged from beneath the sand. The tail was like a black chakra dragon, carrying a powerful sense of intimidation.

The massive, dark tail swept across the sky, sucking up all the wind blades in the air, like a giant chakra black hole devouring everything.

After absorbing all the wind blades, the dark giant tail returned to the sand.

This scene was truly bizarre. Even the white-clad figure was startled and did not pursue, his chakra fluctuations momentarily becoming disordered.

...Although it was abrupt, such an important competition would definitely have a control device.

What people cannot be certain of is exactly what this thing is, just like the undetectable mysterious source of chakra, which is full of unknowns and mysteries.

Akai quickly seized the opportunity and dragged the grass ninja off the stage.

Being knocked out of the sandy area is tantamount to automatically surrendering. However, Akai felt that this was not the time to dwell on victory or defeat; there were more important things to protect beyond the outcome.

"Thank you..." The Grass Ninja was terrified, but still managed to stay composed, repeatedly thanking Guy. "Thank you, if it weren't for you, I, Paraja, would have been completely finished..."

Paraja... This name sounds like something crudely made in some run-down workshop, something specifically designed to fool people... Akai muttered to himself, finding it very strange, but even a straightforward person like him knew that criticizing someone's name was extremely disrespectful.

So he just chuckled twice, carefully put down the parajas, and then turned his gaze to the snow-white guy.

The white-clad creature not only did not back down, but instead pressed forward step by step, its eyes flashing with a defiant light.

"What does that look mean...? Are you looking for death?" "You had already won, why did you have to try and kill me!"

"Huh? Did I kill someone? I just crushed a tiny bug... just like you."

Upon hearing this, Akai frowned, realizing that this person's attitude was extremely rude. Regardless of his strength, his ability to infuriate people was first-rate.

His fists clenched involuntarily, his heart burning with anger.

But reason told him that this was a ring, not a battlefield for life-or-death struggles.

Since the outcome has been decided...

Just as Akai was about to retort, the referee rushed over, his face serious. "You bastard... I have to give you a red card!"

"If this happens again, you'll be eliminated immediately!"

Although killing is strictly prohibited, duels between experts are extremely dangerous, and sometimes it is inevitable that they will lose control of their moves. Therefore, the red card system was introduced.

Even so, the white creature remained completely indifferent and extremely lazy.

"Do whatever you want. People like you only know how to create a bunch of rules to restrict a strong person like me... But that's what you should do, after all, compared to me with my powerful bloodline, you are indeed pitifully weak."

"You can't just cry when you see me, can you?"... How can this person's words be so infuriating!

"No matter what, please follow the rules... private fights are prohibited here!" The referee's last sentence was clearly addressed to Akai.

Akai's blood pressure spiked, almost reaching its limit, but the referee still forcibly pulled him away.

As a Konoha ninja, he naturally could not challenge the rules of Konoha.

With his heart filled with resentment, Guy led the grass ninja into the infirmary, and then went to the front row to continue observing the battles of the others—especially the one with a pure white body.

Ah Kai couldn't remember the other person's name, only the blinding white color.

He firmly believed that every ninjutsu and bloodline limit had its weaknesses, as long as they were observed continuously...

However, fate always seems to love to play tricks, and the next battle turned out to be a duel between him and that white guy.

"Continuous combat?"

"Is this even possible?"

"He just won a match, shouldn't he advance to the next round?" The audience murmured among themselves, while the referee looked helpless.

"As you can see, there seems to have been a problem when we were drawing the opponents... With everyone here as witnesses, how about we draw them again..."

The audience didn't have much of an opinion, but the white-clad guy and Akai both chose to refuse.

"No need, let's go with him."

"I'm fine, no need to change it!"

The referee looked at the white-clad figure with a troubled expression.

"You have indeed advanced, and you've fought consecutively..."

"It's alright. I can kill as many of these small fry without any bloodline limit as I want without needing to rest."

That white guy was strong, but his attitude was extremely arrogant, which even the other bloodline ninjas couldn't stand.

One of the Hyuga clan members couldn't help but stand up and defend himself.

"It's not that all bloodline ninjas are like this... it's just that this guy is like this!"

The perceptive Hyuga clan members had already sensed a growing sense of anger.

Someone is deliberately inciting anger towards bloodline ninjas. If, in a crucial battle, a respected ninja without bloodline limits is killed by a bloodline ninja... the major clans of Konoha have begun to realize that something is amiss.

But the white guy still seemed indifferent.

"I said, I don't care! You over there, if you're in such a hurry to be reborn, then let's begin."

"it is good!"