The Senju remnants of the Uchiha clan

Chapter 8 Graduation Exam, Battle against Asuma!

The next day.

Ninja school, playground.

"Really? Can't someone else play games with the kids?"

Asuma Sarutobi was in a bad mood.

He had just finished a mission the day before and was sleeping in. In his dream, he and Hong were assigned to the same team during the team reorganization...

Then Asma, who was drooling and laughing foolishly, was woken up by someone.

The Anbu ninja told him that there was an urgent mission.

When he arrived at the school, he found out that the urgent task was to become the examiner and fight against a seven-year-old kid!

In theory, if you want to graduate early from the ninja school, you only need to tie with a senior student who is about to graduate. But Shiratori's situation is different, because he does not want to join the freshman team, but wants to "jump the queue" and team up with those "senior" Genin who have graduated for several years.

This had never happened before. The vice-president in charge of the school's daily affairs wanted to reject it directly, but because Shiratori was from the Uchiha clan and was a genius who was being trained, he reported it with a try-it attitude. Unexpectedly, the higher-ups quickly issued an order:

The original rule was cancelled and changed to "last three minutes in the hands of a Genin with no more than two years of experience."

Then a classmate who was drafted into the army made a brilliant appearance!
But Asuma was not happy at all and even felt offended.

Seven years old? Against? And with me?
What are you doing? Who are you looking down on?
At this time, the white bird standing opposite was also observing Asuma——

He was wearing a white vest, holding a lollipop in his mouth, and looking nonchalant, just like a bad boy.

Sure enough, the more mature and stable a person is when he grows up, the more naughty he must have been when he was a child...

And he knew with his butt that this was not an easy matter.

It's just a trivial matter, you can just send a Genin to deal with it, why call Asuma? He is the youngest son of the Sandaime Hokage and one of the heirs of the Sarutobi clan!

Shiratori never belittles himself. He knows that his reputation as the "genius of the Uchiha clan" has spread, and there must be many spies from various forces around him.

Maybe some peeping Tom is also playing the "telescope trick" with a crystal ball in the office...

How about...giving him some face? When the three minutes are up, I'll take the initiative to admit defeat?
"Hey, little brat! What are you daydreaming about? Are you going to fight or not? Hurry up and let me teach you a lesson. I have to go back to sleep!"

Watching the white bird wandering in the sky, Asuma couldn't help but speak.

Shiratori came back to his senses and looked at the other person, squinting his eyes and tilting his head, pointing his sharp jawline at him with an impatient look on his face.

White Bird: "..."

Damn, I hate people who pretend to be cool.

You know it's easy to get beaten up like this? You know it's easy for me to lose control when I hit you later?
Sorry, Sandaime, I suddenly don't want to give you face...

"Are you all ready?" The referee, Hayato Fuma, felt that the preparation time of both sides was almost the same and the tension was strong enough, so he took two steps back and asked the two.

"I'm ready, Hayato-sensei."

"Hurry up, stop dawdling..."

Hayato nodded, gave Asuma a sympathetic look, and said, "Then... let the battle begin!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Asuma suddenly jumped up and kicked Shiratori in the head - he had no intention of bowing before the sparring!
"Remember, kid, next time you see this face of mine - what?"

Asuma, who was full of confidence, almost sprained his waist in the air and his kick missed.

"So fast!"

The white bird moved sideways to three meters away, looked at Asuma who had landed, and raised his eyebrows with a smile.

"I underestimated you!" Asuma gritted his teeth, a little embarrassed, and rushed forward to kick Bai Niao with a whip kick -

As a result, it was empty again.

This time, the white bird teleported five meters back, still with that familiar smile, still with that familiar raised eyebrow...

"I'm serious!"

Asma didn't believe it, so they played a game of tag on the playground, with one fighting and the other hiding.

"Don't run!"

"hehe."

"stop!"

"hehe."

"Asshole, is that all you can do but run?"

"hehe."

"Do you dare to face the battle head-on?"

"You're so slow, did you miss breakfast?"

"I ate it—why should I tell you!"

"Don't get me wrong." Shiratori stood still, looking calmly at Asuma who was panting seven or eight meters away, and calmly took out a rice ball from his arms, "I mean... I didn't eat."

He took a bite of the rice ball. Hmm, it tasted good. Asuma was furious!
"Come on." Bai Niao took another big bite, and because his mouth was full of food, his words were a little unclear. "Come over, I won't hide anymore."

"That's what you said!"

Asuma rushed forward again.

This time, Shiratori did what he said and did not dodge again, but it caused Asuma's blood pressure to rise again.

Because he only stretched out one hand - the left hand that was not holding the rice ball.

Bang bang bang bang bang——

Asuma used the purest physical skills to launch a fierce attack on Shiratori, but Shiratori stood still without moving at all, and only used his left hand to push down and block, thus dissolving all of Asuma's attacks.

Straight punch, palm push, knee strike, flying kick...

Asuma's heart was getting heavier.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break through the opponent's... hand?

Where did this monster come from?

Swah——

This was the first time that Asuma took the initiative to retreat, creating a distance of ten meters between himself and Shiratori.

He understood that if he only relied on physical skills to fight, there would be an insurmountable gap between him and this monster, and there was no possibility of winning at all!
Watching the other party retreat, Shiratori had no intention of chasing him, but just stuffed the last bit of rice ball into his mouth.

"Hu——" Asuma took a deep breath, then let out a long sigh, as if spitting out all his previous arrogance and contempt.

"Hey, be careful! This time... I'm really serious!"

"You just said that."

The white bird swallowed the last bite of food and twisted its joints a few times casually on the spot - after teasing the other party for so long, it could be considered a lesson for the other party's unreasonable attitude.

He was ready to end this boring game.

"Hey, it turns out there will be a day when I will be looked down upon!" Asuma laughed at himself, and then his expression gradually became serious.

Shiratori lowered his shoulders and was about to rush over to give Asuma a quick death, but he found that the boy opposite him had already started to form hand seals.

"Ninjutsu?" Shiratori stood up, wanting to see what the other party's final move was. "Could it be that move?"

At this time, Asuma completed the last seal——

"Fire Style: Ashes and Burning!"

The high-temperature smoke quickly enveloped the white bird like clouds, covering its figure in the blink of an eye.

"It's indeed this move..." Shiratori had no intention of dodging, but instead an amazing burst of chakra burst out from his whole body, blowing the ash away from his body.

Seeing that his special move worked, Asuma's face lit up with joy, and he clenched his teeth hard, rubbing the flint that had been embedded in his teeth in advance, producing a spark.

Then...it didn't light up...

"It seems to have failed, what a pity." The white bird in the black smoke shook his head, "It should have just been developed - not good!"

The hairs all over his body stood up instantly and he quickly dodged to the side!
Swah——

The azure blade light cut through the ashes and passed by the white bird!

"Shinichimonji!"

Asuma clenched two small chakra finger knives in his hands and broke through the smoke!
The finger blade was wrapped in a layer of wind chakra, making it extremely sharp, but Asuma didn't seem to have a very good grasp of this move. He stumbled all over and even showed signs of being out of control.

"Hey, hey, hey, big brother! You almost stuck the knife into your thigh just now!"

"It's okay, I'm not afraid!"

"You're not afraid, but I am! There's so much ash all around here that I can't see anything from outside! If you die here inexplicably, won't the Sandaime scatter my ashes?!"

At this time, outside, Hayato Fuma had no idea what was happening inside. He thought the black smoke was just a trick, like a smoke bomb...

Swah——

Another ray of knife light came, but it only hit the ground in front of Shiratori. Shiratori was fine, but the chakra knife rebounded after hitting the ground and almost cut Asuma's own wrist!
"That's enough!" Bai Niao finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Are you trying to scam me here?

He rushed forward, condensed chakra in his right hand, and punched Asuma hard in the face at a speed that Asuma could not react in time!
Bang!
Outside, Mr. Hayato was still considering whether to enter the range of this "smoke bomb" to see, but a figure flew over his head, and a few teeth fell from above...

The figure of Shiratori walked out from the ashes, his hands still slowly making seals.

Asma, who fell heavily to the ground, felt a buzzing in his head and subconsciously wanted to stand up, but he saw a huge fireball with a diameter of several meters flying over his head!
"Art fire escape ho fireball!"

boom! !

The explosion resounded through the sky!
Feeling the heat coming from behind, Asuma, whose hair was slightly singed, was so frightened that he dared not move, and his whole body was stiff...

Shiratori walked up to Asuma and looked down at him with an expressionless face.

"Now, don't you admit defeat...senior?"

(End of this chapter)