He was in Konoha, and his domineering aura was overflowing.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Chapter 67 The Young Will to Dominate

"Wow, the kids these days are pretty well-behaved."

Standing in the expert's designated spot, overlooking the battle from a high vantage point, Tsunade was slightly surprised.

Did the Ninja Academy undergo reforms after they left?

She saw the Uchiha brats and the Nara clan working together.

This is truly something I've never seen before.

The Uchiha clan members were known as arrogant and spoiled during their time at the Ninja Academy. Teamwork was out of the question for them; they wanted to rule alone for eternity.

Orochimaru chuckled: "You really should go and take a look at the current ninja academy."

Unlike Tsunade who went out for a walk, Jiraiya, out of kindness, stayed in Konoha longer than his two teammates.

He had only heard of the name "Fifty Strings Song" occasionally before, and piecing together the fragmented information, he could conclude that this person was a genius.

At first, he thought of inviting people to do some fun little experiments, but after inquiring, he found out they were from the Uzumaki Mito group.

Garlic, garlic, firearms, firearms.

Later, Isogen's figure was still lively and energetic in the village. At that time, his strength was not outstanding. With more practice, it would not be difficult for the second generation of the Tsugumi clan to defeat him unexpectedly.

However, Isogen's first stop was Konoha Hospital. Through systematic learning and hard work, he made rapid progress in the field of medicine.

Even the ninja academy teachers would get goosebumps if they were given a handful of powder.

More recently, I heard news again that Gyūgen was the one who captured the Four-Tails Jinchūriki, making the greatest contribution.

At this point, Orochimaru couldn't understand it anymore.

The ninja world is full of geniuses, and new talents emerge in every generation.

But isn't this way too much?

Which genius would dare to cheat so blatantly? Aren't they afraid of getting banned from Ninja World Online?

"My current strength is entirely due to hard work and sweat!"

Fifty Strings stood under the radiance, speaking righteously and eloquently, his entire body glowing.

You have obtained...

It's clear that the secret agents responsible for monitoring the group in the Hidden Village are quite capable.

This is a small step for the will to dominate, but a giant leap for Konoha.

Congratulations! Congratulations!

pat.

The sound of a body elbowing the ground filled the air, and the Inuzuka family members and their dog lay face down on the ground.

"There's no way they could win."

"Awooo~~"

Nara Shikaku's forehead was covered in sweat.

The Shadow Binding Technique is a Yin Release technique, which involves precise chakra manipulation, especially when used on a group of elite ninjas who have been on the battlefield and tasted blood.

Among elite ninjas who have mastered the Body Flicker Technique, it's a huge disadvantage not to have someone who can truly restrain the opponent.

In reality, the hidden village of Yanyin is a place of bloody stench and desolate beauty.

A group of ninja academy students who don't even have headbands can coordinate so perfectly, as if they've been through countless battles. Konoha's future still shines brightly.

They even wanted to kill these future Konoha members right here.

But that's impossible even for a fool. There are definitely spies watching nearby. It wouldn't matter if they were killed if they made the slightest move, but the tailed beast cannot be lost, so...

"Are all the Anbu in Konoha on holiday!?"

And what exactly is going on in these kids' heads?!

"Since things cannot be changed! Then I will die on the way to the charge!" Inuzuka Satoru roared, suddenly standing up from the ground. The ninja dogs beside him had sharp eyes, as if their primal wildness had returned.

"We're going to get the Demon Orb!"

"Wang!"

"Tooth-to-teeth!!"

Encouraged, those who still had the strength to stand up rose one by one, their resolute eyes shining like the light of humanity.

"Don't underestimate our bonds!"

"I'll beat your teeth to a pulp!"

"I understand now, this is the will of the overlord, only the domineering can surpass everything!"

"Accept my domineering ways!"

So what exactly are you Konoha brats burning about?!

Is the will to bully others worth burning?

Where's the Will of Fire?!

How exactly does Konoha educate its children?!

Just then, Daishi suddenly noticed that the dark pupils of the Uchiha who was leading the charge began to spin.

When crimson replaces black, a symbolic magatama appears, and all is settled.

Sharingan!

"To bring everyone within my sight into my domain, that is my ninja way!"

The battle was exhilarating!

"These brats from Konoha are not cute at all." Akame was exasperated and decided to hit them a little harder to quiet them down.

The words had barely left his mouth.

With his arms crossed, Isogen slowly descended in a reverse-rebirth triple form, his chakra vaporizing to form a 'planetary belt' around him, his eyes surveying everything.

Old Purple's gaze narrowed slightly, focusing on Fifty Strings.

Well, the ending is already a foregone conclusion.

He didn't even bother to think about any reminders or anything, since they were pointless anyway.

Moreover, he now devotes most of his mental energy to thinking and is oblivious to external disturbances.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

When Shan Shan arrived late, only a few Iwagakure ninjas with flushed faces were left at the scene.

The squad leader felt relieved.

Indeed, everything is afraid of comparison.

There is no harm without comparison.

Red-eyed Evil glared fiercely at the Konoha people who were gloating from head to toe, his teeth grinding together.

"Damn it, is Konoha a den of bandits?! All our money has been taken! Millions of yen!"

Saying it was taken away sounds too nice; it would be more polite to say it was stolen by the second Hokage of Konoha.

The squad leader kicked the team member beside him.

Laughing is fine, but hide your showing teeth.

"Ahem, we'll handle this. Now, please come with us to resolve this conflict."

As for the millions he mentioned, well, that's certainly possible.

After all, while Iwagakure's living conditions were better than Sunagakure's, it was still a place lacking in supplies. Almost every time the other four great ninja villages sent people to Konoha to discuss matters, they would also arrange for people to purchase supplies.

This is the first time my procurement funds have been stolen, and by a child no less.

The squad leader of the secret service was grinning from ear to ear, thoroughly enjoying himself.

This matter does seem plausible, but as for the outcome of the report... well, that depends on whether they tear off the veil of secrecy and frankly admit that they were emboldened by a child.

The Iwagakure ninjas were seething with hatred as they looked at the group of ANBU members standing ramrod straight.

A show of force!

This is definitely a show of force!

The despicable Konoha actually resorted to such underhanded tactics, which is utterly disgraceful to a great ninja village!

"Captain, what do we do now? We don't have any money on us."

Ninjas who go out on missions usually don't carry money, since they're not defecting.

Those few million were indeed procurement funds provided by the village. After all, ninja battles are ninja battles, and trade routes are trade routes. Everyone needs to eat. It's not like they're purchasing military supplies; a token amount is enough.

But now that the money is lost and they've been beaten, they can't honestly report what happened to the village.

Akame took a deep breath, his gaze resolute: "Listen to me, when we get back, we'll say it was Konoha's way of intimidating us into losing the money, and we'll stick to one story!"

"Uh-huh!!"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Meanwhile, a group of people who knew they were being scolded, even though they weren't actually there, looked at each other in silence.

Their facial expressions shifted rapidly, and even the most complex words could not accurately describe their feelings at that moment.

But in summary, it can be summed up in one word.

"Cool!"

"Thai pants are hot!"

"Although I didn't win, that was a Jonin! I actually threw a punch at a Jonin, and an enemy one at that. Hahaha, I'll definitely make my dad treat me well when I get back today!"

After the intense stimulation comes an indescribable excitement.

Most ninja academy students aspire to go to the battlefield, wreak havoc, and make a name for themselves.

Everyone knew that would take a long time, but no one expected it to be achieved today.

The secretion of dopamine and the retention of adrenaline put them into a state of extreme excitement.

"Sharingan." Uchiha Aoyama covered his eyes with one hand, whispered, and a smile gradually spread across his face.

Just as he was about to join the ranks of the Laughing Uchiha, Isogen swiftly slapped him, sending him spinning 365 degrees in place.

After recovering, Uchiha Aoyama's eyes were still frighteningly bright. He looked at Isogen with great excitement and immediately stood up straight, roaring with full of energy.

"Arigato! Big brother!" He bowed at a ninety-degree angle to express his gratitude.

As this sound marked the beginning, others followed suit, bowing and shouting.

Isogen casually patted Uchiha Aoyama on the shoulder and casually pulled out half of the several million he had received: "Hey, don't say that your older brother doesn't take care of you. You can divide this equally."

This stack is worth about three million. If divided among the people, each person could get at least tens of thousands.

Nara Shikaku and the others stared wide-eyed, while the few commoner geniuses practically popped their eyes out at it.

What happened to the second generation of the ninja clan?

If you don't truly grow up, you can only live on that little bit of pocket money unless you inherit an estate.

Tens of thousands of dollars is undoubtedly a huge sum of money for them. The most important thing is that this money is what they earned through hard work and was taken from the enemy!

Just as he was getting restless, the chubby Akimichi Choza made a swift, sliding kneeling entrance, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and gleamed with sharp eyes.

"Big brother! From now on, you're my real big brother!"

Nara Shikaku rolled his eyes.

Damn, that's so unambitious.