Uchiha: Starting as Tobirama's Jinchuriki

Sitting quietly on a patch of grass like this, instead of drinking strong liquor, enjoying a bowl of warm chicken soup...

Tsunade thought that perhaps she would never have this experience again.

Tsunade slowly picked up the spoon and said softly, "I'm starting to eat."

"Um…"

As soon as the chicken soup entered their mouths, Tsunade, Rin Nohara, and Asuma all started nodding and swaying their heads in unison, enjoying it.

The chicken soup is smooth and delicate, with a subtle aroma of dates that is refreshing and delightful. The chestnuts are soft and flavorful, with a sticky and glutinous texture that is just right. The chicken, as the main dish, is tender and boneless, and its main feature is its pure and unadulterated freshness.

For a moment, the three members of Tsunade's team were engrossed in eating.

Tobirama Senju watched this scene in silence, the worry in his eyes fading considerably.

Seeing Tsunade gulping down the soup, Tobirama Senju felt quite pleased.

At this moment, he almost didn't want to blame Hiruzen Sarutobi for his poor eyesight. Even if he was slightly fooled by Aoshui, it wouldn't matter. Otherwise, how could Tsunade and Aoshui be assigned to the same class?

On the other hand, Tobirama Senju is also quite heartwarming.

The fact that he treated the fragile Tsunade so perfectly is practically an act of deference from Aokiji...

Of course, if Qingshui knew what Senju Tobirama was thinking at this moment, he would definitely give him a fair evaluation - Tobirama the shrimp, you are really just an ordinary Hokage!

Aokiji glanced at the bell on Tsunade's waist, smiled, and gave Asuma and Rin a look.

Under Tsunade's earnest offensive, the bowl of chicken soup was completely devoured, with everything from the broth to the ingredients being consumed.

Although she didn't say anything, her eyes kept darting around the large pot, looking like she wanted to take some but was a little embarrassed...

At that moment, Asuma raised an eyebrow and muttered to himself, "Why is that old man here? I told him not to come. He's so annoying..."

Rin Nohara also perfectly timed her expression to show surprise, as well as the excitement that every genin should feel upon seeing the Hokage…

Tsunade followed Asuma's gaze and turned around: "The old man is here too?"

However, Hiruzen Sarutobi was not seen.

When Tsunade turned around again...

The empty bowl in front of me has been filled with chicken soup.

But Qing Shui's left hand had already covered the bell at her waist, holding it in his palm.

Tsunade was stunned for a moment, then heard Aoshui say with a smile, "Tsunade-sensei, I'm making my move."

Just as Tsunade herself said, the assessment only began when Aozumi and the others took the initiative to act.

But this time, it's the end.

Tsunade's expression shifted, feeling both annoyed and amused.

"Kid, can this even be considered ninja?"

"Tsunade-sensei, this is a team effort between Asuma, Rin, and me. Aren't we doing a great job?"

Aokiji pointed to the somewhat shy Nohara Rin and the smug Asuma, and said softly, "Without their cooperation just now, my chicken soup would only have filled Tsunade-sensei's stomach, it wouldn't have made you turn back..."

Tsunade snorted. What a bunch of cunning brats!

Such a vicious mind, actually using chicken soup to deal with a hangover drunkard!

"It won't taste good if it gets cold..."

Aokiji picked up his soup bowl and clinked it against Asuma's and Nohara Rin's bowls in a celebratory toast, ignoring Tsunade's complicated expression, and also clinked bowls with her:

"This delicious soup is also the result of our teamwork, Tsunade-sensei. We should cherish the fruits of our labor."

Tsunade narrowed her eyes, and after a moment, sighed: "You guys have barely cleared the game!"

Immediately, she raised the bowl in her hand and said in a very generous manner, "I hereby declare that the Tsunade Team is officially established!"

"cheers!"

Chapter 75 Qing Shui's Movement Technique, Tsunade's Trial

"Even though you've all finished the game..."

Tsunade stretched contentedly, enjoying the warmth of the food, but her gaze turned dangerous: "But the matter of fooling the teacher isn't over yet..."

"The first training session of Team Tsunade is about to begin!"

"The message is: Protect the bells in your hands!"

Tsunade pointed at Aoshimizu, then raised one finger: "You have one minute to prepare. A ninja is someone who can deal with any unexpected situation at any time!"

Asuma jumped up and sneered, "Can't take a joke, huh!"

But when Tsunade looked at him sideways, Asuma suddenly shut his mouth, chuckled awkwardly, and waved his hand.

This isn't at home. Hiruzen Sarutobi might whip him with a belt, but that would only be a light spanking. He could still get up the next day if he tried.

Asuma had heard a little about Tsunade's fiery temper.

His father's other beloved disciple, Jiraiya, had his ribs broken by Tsunade countless times...

This princess of the Land of Fire wouldn't tolerate him being the son of the Hokage; her background is even stronger than his!

Tsunade shook her head and snorted coldly: "Don't think I'm taking revenge on you brats."

"Although your motivational rhetoric may be effective, it's just cleverness. The battlefield is a ruthless and cruel place where only strength can protect you."

"The cuter the kid, the more likely they are to suffer a cruel blow!"

"Rather than you being instantly killed by a powerful enemy, let me, your teacher, let you experience first the huge gap between Jonin and Genin!"

Tsunade's tone was serious, and her expression carried a hint of sorrow and sadness.

She had begun to accept her class, but then Tsunade remembered her tragic life.

Nawaki was once just as enthusiastic and lively, aiming to become Hokage; he was a good younger brother.

But a battlefield is a battlefield. The enemy's kunai and explosive tags don't care who your ancestors were, nor do they listen to the will of fire within you.

The only standard to measure success is ability!

If you're weak, you can only die; even the strongest medical ninja can't save you...

Tsunade has made up her mind. Now that she has taken these disciples in, she will strictly teach them how to survive!

Putting aside the Will of Fire for now, the priority is to master the skills and abilities to protect oneself; in short, to survive...

This is Tsunade's current thought.

She was very worried. Being cute and heartwarming was certainly a good thing, but given the tragic fate of ninjas, these qualities might only make their loved ones feel even more sad when they died!

"Fifteen seconds left, you need to get ready quickly!"

Tsunade crossed her arms and watched Asuma and Rin Nohara whispering to each other, putting pressure on them.

When the time came, Asuma and Nohara Rin dispersed to a distance, leaving only Aozumi standing in front of Tsunade, holding the bell he had taken from her waist, hanging it on his index finger, and saying with a smile:

"Tsunade-sensei, please guide me."

At this moment, the situation seemed to have reversed.

Aoshiki, who seemed completely at ease, didn't look like a genin about to be hunted down at all. Instead, he looked more like an examiner, while Tsunade was the student who came to participate in the bell-grabbing test!

Asuma stood at a distance, watching Qingshui's figure with admiration and solemnity, clenching his fist tightly: "Fighting against Tsunade-sensei, I have to admit, I am indeed a burden to Qingshui..."

"But it won't be long. I will catch up with Qingshui as soon as possible!"

Tsunade smiled at Aoshui's calm demeanor. Her golden ponytail swayed in the breeze, curling beautiful strands. She crossed her arms and said:

"Kid, don't think that just because the chicken soup tastes good, I won't give you a stern lecture..."

On the contrary, I will treat you specially!

Tsunade sprang into action, instantly accelerating, her leg strength shattering rocks and sending dust flying everywhere!

Asuma and Rin Nohara stared in disbelief at the scene.

With such terrifying explosive power, if it were to deal with the two of them, the battle would be over in an instant.

Aokiji merely squinted, his three-tomoe Sharingan analyzing Tsunade's movements frame by frame, shook his head, and even had the leisure to comment to Tobirama Senju:

"Tsunade's speed is still inferior to Sakumo Hatake's..."

Tobirama Senju rolled his eyes. Was Tsunade competing with Sakumo Hatake in speed?

How could this brat say that!

Do you think everyone is like you? At this age, you've already combined the talents of Uchiha Izuna and him…

Tsunade rushed to Aoshimizu, but what immediately came into view was a pair of deep, dark Sharingan eyes with three tomoe!

The magatama spun, radiating an unusual magical power…

Tsunade was startled; she never expected that Aoshi was a three-tomoe Uchiha!

Is there anything more stupid than putting your eyes right in front of a three-tomoe Uchiha?

This is the terror of the Uchiha clan.

With these eyes, most ninjas, when fighting alone, didn't even dare to look the Uchiha in the eye...

How can we fight like this?

That's why there's the saying that if you face a three-tomoe Uchiha, you'll definitely run away in a one-on-one fight!

"Kid, don't underestimate me!"

Tsunade quickly clasped her hands together, and a large amount of chakra erupted from her body!

"Thousand-Armed Strength: Chakra Release!"

If the amount of chakra is sufficient, even the power of a three-tomoe Sharingan can be dispersed!

When the level of combat reaches a certain height, the three-tomoe Sharingan can no longer be a decisive factor. Every great ninja has their own unique secrets to deal with genjutsu and dojutsu.

Hashirama Senju, Tobirama Senju, Minato Namikaze, even Danzo Shimura…

These powerful individuals who had once fought against the Mangekyou Sharingan Uchiha did not deliberately choose to look away from the Uchiha. Among them, Hashirama Senju went the furthest, even choosing to make eye contact with Madara Uchiha and call out to him affectionately...

With the boost of chakra, Tsunade accelerated once again!