I unleashed a Hundred Demons Parade in the Ninja World

"Oh right, did I forget to explain the details of the second assessment?"

With just one word, the chaotic and noisy scene quieted down, and all the eyes of the genin were fixed on the Konoha examiner who had a smile on his lips.

Of course, under such scrutiny, Mitarashi Anko stopped teasing her and two scrolls, one inscribed with "Heaven" and the other with "Earth," slipped into her hands.

"Aside from the most basic wilderness survival skills, as you can see, the second task is a scroll-grabbing battle where anything can happen."

"The scrolls are divided into the [Book of Heaven] and the [Book of Earth]. Of the twenty-six teams that pass the first test, half will take the [Book of Heaven] and the other half will take the [Book of Earth]."

"Each team has only one volume."

"The final condition for passing the level is that the entire team must reach the central tower together with the [Book of Heaven] and the [Book of Earth]."

Such assessment content immediately made the genin, who had been showing signs of relaxation, tense up.

Because the final condition for passing the level means that you need to...

"Simply put, it means using any means and any method to steal each other's scrolls."

"Of course, this competition won't go on forever. The second exam will last 120 hours, which means you'll have a full five days to compete with each other."

"Sasa, keep up the good work, little ones."

As she finished speaking, a meaningful smile once again appeared on Mitarashi Anko's lips.

Although in theory thirteen teams should pass the assessment, things rarely go as planned.

Each team has a 50% chance of encountering a matching scroll. But what happens to the extra scroll if the team gets the same scroll after a battle?

Should we keep it, or destroy it to reduce future competitors?

It sounds interesting!

As for the question posed by the chubby boy holding potato chips about how to survive for five whole days, she simply replied nonchalantly:

"The wild is a natural treasure trove, with abundant food resources, making it entirely self-sufficient."

"Alright, everyone go and collect your respective scrolls. Remember not to reveal the type of scroll you have, or the consequences will be quite interesting."

Mitarashi Anko urged her on.

However, when talking about the consequences of exposing the scroll, he subconsciously stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his lips again, as if he had already imagined some wonderful scene.

But just as the various teams were preparing to proceed in an orderly fashion to the makeshift open-air structures on both sides to collect the scrolls and hand over their consent forms, a middle-aged man wearing light green ninja armor suddenly appeared beside the woman and whispered something in her ear.

Even the proud and confident Mitarashi Anko's expression changed instantly upon hearing this news, and her gaze towards the shortlisted genin became filled with pity.

A short while later, the messenger left.

The woman, who was the examiner for the second round, then coughed lightly, indicating that she had news to share.

In fact, many genin squads had already noticed something was wrong with the former during this period, so they did not go to collect the scroll directly, but chose to wait for what would happen next.

"It's a real shame."

"Now, there is something I need to tell you all who have come here with various missions: the results of your upcoming assessments may no longer be so important."

Seeing this, Mitarashi Anko didn't bother with any preamble and spoke directly.

Upon hearing this, all the ninjas present displayed different emotions, with shock and anger being the most prevalent, and loud questioning filled the area surrounding Trial Ground 44.

Even the ninjas of Konoha's main clan frowned at such words.

"What do you mean?"

"Does Konoha intend to cancel this assessment?"

"........."

Instead of being angered by the question, Mitarashi Anko shouted "Quiet!" and continued her explanation:

"At the request of political figures from various countries and ninja leaders from all sides, an additional assessment team needs to be temporarily added to this Chunin Exam."

"As compensation, the only advice I can offer is that you should never even think about attacking them in the second assessment. If you encounter them, just throw out the scroll and run away. Then try to steal from a small team instead."

"As for the third assessment, let's give up on winning the championship and try to get into the top three."

This message should have been delivered to Mitarashi Anko, the chief examiner, last night, but the old man spent the whole night thinking about how to make a point in the Chunin Exams, and thus the notification was postponed.

After all, that person also said that this was their last 'game'!

"what?"

"Stop looking down on us. Or is Konoha trying to pre-select the spots just because they're the host?"

"........"

The angry questioning reached its peak in an instant.

It wasn't just these inherently short-tempered ninjas; it included a certain aloof young man carrying a giant sand gourd, a blue-clad boy with hands in his pockets whose mere stance exuded arrogance, and a thick-browed man with his bandaged fists clenched tightly...

Although they didn't say anything, their attitude was one of utter disdain and resentment!

Hearing such remarks, Mitarashi Anko remained unperturbed. After all, the matter had been rushed, and those present were, in a sense, the best of the best from their respective villages, the pride of heaven.

If anyone showed indifference or even excitement.

Of course, there are.

The woman wearing a huge straw hat and sticking out a long purple tongue was one of them.

"Because that person came from the universe..."

Just as Mitarashi Anko was about to reveal the origin of the suddenly inserted squad, a mental sensation stopped her in her tracks and made her look at an empty space ahead.

A gust of wind passed by, and suddenly three figures appeared.

At the same time, a cold voice uttered:

"What, is someone dissatisfied?"

"Then I'll give you a chance, come at me all at once."

Because that person is from the Uchiha clan!

[A true Uchiha!!]

Chapter 470 is in the name of receiving the scroll and submitting the consent form.

【Hey, isn't it? 】

[The newly added participating team... it's that guy!!]

Seeing the young ninja suddenly appear on the outskirts of the training ground, Nara Shikamaru, who had been looking lazy, suddenly woke up as if from a dream. His whole state was like that of a stern old mother who had been called to school after he had caused trouble.

As he stared intently at the newcomer, a frenzied brainstorming session raged through his mind.

[They actually agreed to let this guy in? Do those old men upstairs really know what they're doing and what they're thinking?]

That guy,

How could that guy be allowed into the trials meant for genin?

[Just kidding, just kidding!!]

What a bunch of troublesome, powerful people who love to watch the drama unfold!

[You know, that guy in our field of vision is a true ninja, someone who participated in brutal wars!!]

[They're not even in the same league as these clueless rookie genin!]

Nara Shikamaru recognized the guy in his field of vision at a glance.

It wasn't because he was wearing clothes embroidered with highly symbolic tribal patterns, nor because of the repeated admonitions from his elders, nor because three years ago, when he saw his father off to war, he had led his own people into the army.

It's simply because I witnessed it with my own eyes!

I witnessed their strength firsthand a very, very long time ago!

He still remembers it as a boring and tedious physical combat course, where he and his good friend Choji Akimichi secretly skipped class for the first time under the pretext of going to the bathroom.

After all, they had already mastered the most basic things before the start of the semester.

This can be considered a unique innate advantage of aristocratic ninja families.

After traversing the bustling streets, the two finally chose to relax at the village's genin training grounds.

Because there's a soft lawn there where you can have a nice nap, and it's springtime, so the sun's temperature is just right.

Of course, the most important point is that even if you are caught skipping class, you can use the excuse that you have developed a great interest in learning because you have taken a practical training course and want to observe the training of the senior ninjas up close.

However, the idea is wonderful.

The weather was also perfect, with a gentle spring breeze, warm sunshine, and newly sprouted soft grass, making it as beautiful as a cradle in infancy.

It was Choji's incessant 'crunching' chewing sound that he found somewhat unacceptable.

Well, you get used to it after a while, just like a mother's nagging.

Given this environment, he had already closed his eyes and was about to drift off to sleep.

but!

A burst of noisy, provocative noise startled him awake from his barely formed sleepiness.

[Fan-shaped pattern?]

[The Uchiha clan?]

【trouble,】

No wonder a conflict occurred. But for just one person to try and cause trouble, especially a clearly younger one, even if he's from that clan, he'll probably get what's coming to him...

What's going on?!

The sudden farce ended almost instantly, but the result shocked Shikamaru. Not only him, but even his friends next to him forgot to chew the potato chips stuffed in their mouths for a moment.

That person,

The boy from the Uchiha clan stood alone in the arena like an invincible war god, surrounded by Konoha genin who had been beaten to a pulp!

However, if that's all there is to it, then perhaps there are a few contestants among this group whose abilities are comparable to his.

But that incident didn't end there. The appearance of two ANBU ninjas and the fact that the person remained undefeated against the attacks of the two ANBU members is something that not just anyone can do!

Moreover, it was extremely strange that such a minor conflict would attract the attention and action of the secret service.