Naruto: Experience Pain, Start by Copying the Entire Shinobi World

boom--!!!

The deafening explosion made the ground of the entire third training ground tremble.

A terrifying burst of flames shot into the sky, forming a small mushroom cloud. The scorching heat, mixed with the acrid smell of burnt insect corpses and rubble, spread wildly in all directions.

The onlookers screamed in terror and instinctively retreated, while the ninjas immediately shielded the civilians in front of them, their faces filled with shock.

"Are you kidding me! Using this many explosive tags in an assessment!"

"Is this an attempt to kill someone?!"

"Are you crazy?!"

On the platform, Hiruzen Sarutobi suddenly stood up, and the pipe in his hand fell to the ground with a "thud".

He stared intently at the center of the area, shrouded in flames and thick smoke, his face ashen.

"Watergate!"

Without him even having to shout, Minato Namikaze's figure had already transformed into a golden light and appeared at the edge of the arena, blocking the shockwave behind him.

His expression was more serious than ever before, and his blue eyes, which always carried a gentle smile, were now icy cold.

He glanced back at Kakashi, whose shoulder was still bleeding, and spoke in a low, rapid voice.

"Kakashi, stay here and be on your guard."

After saying that, he didn't explain any further. He flashed and appeared directly in front of the Jonin jury.

The Jonin responsible for recording the events turned pale, clearly quite frightened by this sudden turn of events.

"This is no longer an assessment."

The sound of the water gate was devoid of any warmth.

"This is murder."

……

Amidst the thick smoke, Ryoma Aburame stood quietly, letting the scorching airflow billow his trench coat.

He closed his eyes, carefully sensing the epicenter of the explosion.

That faint chakra, as weak as a candle flickering in the wind, had completely vanished.

died.

Task completed.

The corner of his mouth, hidden by his trench coat, twitched almost imperceptibly upwards.

Lord Danzo should be satisfied.

As the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, a charred crater, a mess left behind by the explosion, was revealed.

Aburame Ryoma turned around, preparing to report to the podium the prepared statement that "candidate Sakuya Sengen unfortunately died during the examination due to an accident."

But the moment he turned around, his steps froze.

A figure slowly emerged from the lingering dust and smoke.

The man leaned on a cane, his right eye was bandaged, and his exposed left eye gleamed with a sinister yet familiar cold light.

He walked very slowly, each step feeling as if he were stepping on Ryoma Aburame's heart.

Is it... Danzo Shimura?

Ryoma Aburame's mind went completely blank for a moment.

Lord Danzo?

Why would he personally appear here?

Is it to confirm the task results?

still is……

This thought made his heart, which had been trained to be as cold as a machine, beat wildly and uncontrollably.

He instinctively wanted to bow in respect, but his body was too shocked and confused to move.

In those fractions of a second when he was lost in thought.

That "Danzo" had already walked up to him.

"You did a great job."

Danzo spoke, his voice hoarse and cold, just like his own.

Just as Aburame Ryoma was about to speak, he was about to respond.

puff.

With a soft sound, Danzo's body turned into a wisp of white smoke.

Instead, there was Shuo Ye Qianxuan's face, covered in dust, yet cold and devoid of any human emotion.

"But it's not good enough."

Qianxuan's voice seemed to come from the deepest hell.

The long, narrow katana in his hand had been drawn at some point, its tip gleaming with a chilling light, and it was aimed straight at Aburame Ryoma's unsuspecting heart at a tricky and ruthless angle!

At this moment, time seemed to slow down countless times.

The gasps from the audience, Kakashi's contracting pupils, and Minato's sudden change in expression.

Everything else became the backdrop for this fatal blow.

Go to hell.

In Qianxuan's eyes, there was only the heart that he was about to pierce through.

Ding! ! !

A crisp, ear-piercing metallic clang rang out in front of Aburame Ryoma's chest.

The tip of Qianxuan's blade was firmly blocked by a specially made three-pronged kunai that appeared out of nowhere.

The tip of the blade was less than a centimeter away from Ryoma Aburame's skin.

A golden flash condensed and took shape around Qian Xuan.

Minato Namikaze pressed down on Sengen's wrist as he gripped the sword with one hand, while firmly holding the kunai with the other, blocking the fatal blow.

"That's enough, Lord Qianxuan."

Minato's voice remained calm, but his eyes were sharp as knives.

"I know you're angry, but killing a Konoha Jonin here, for whatever reason, will make you a rogue ninja."

Qianxuan's chest heaved violently, and his eyes were bloodshot.

He stared intently at the still-shaken Ryoma Aburame, who was being protected behind Minato. The veins on his hand gripping the sword bulged, and he exerted a slight force in his wrist, trying to break through Minato's grip.

"He wanted to kill me."

Qianxuan squeezed out four words through gritted teeth.

"I know."

Minato increased the pressure on his hands.

"Therefore, I have already notified the Konoha Security Forces. He will receive the trial he deserves, but it will not be carried out by you."

Ryoma Aburame finally snapped out of his daze.

Failed.

It's been exposed.

His eyes instantly turned deathly still, and the chakra within his body began to surge wildly in a strange way.

"Secret Technique: Cocoon..."

He's going to commit suicide!

Or, make one last desperate attempt!

"Too late!"

A cold glint flashed in Minato's eyes.

"Shadow Clone Technique!"

boom!

A shadow clone instantly appeared behind Aburame Ryoma, and before he could react, a hand was already on his back.

"Rasengan!"

boom!

A burst of violent chakra erupted instantly, but Minato controlled it with exquisite skill, channeling all the power into Aburame Ryoma's body, disrupting his condensing chakra without causing fatal damage.

Aburame Ryoma spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with black insects and collapsed limply to the ground.

Minato's true form released Sengen's wrist, walked to Aburame Ryoma's side, and looked down at him.

"Aburame Ryoma, I know you. You are an elite of the Aburame clan this generation. Your family prides itself on loyalty and honor. Are you sure you want to bring shame upon yourself and your clan because of a shady order?"

Ryoma Aburame lay on the ground, his body convulsing violently.

He looked at Minato, then at the strange looks from the Jonin and villagers around him. Finally, the madness and death in his eyes gradually faded, turning into a gray wasteland.

He struggled to open his mouth, as if trying to say something, but could only make hoarse "hoarse" sounds.

Minato frowned, reached out and pinched his chin, forcing him to open his mouth.

All the Jonin present could clearly see the strange black curse mark on the back of his tongue.

"This is……"

A Jonin from the Hyuga clan gasped in shock.

"The seal that eradicates the root of all evil!"

"A person from the 'roots'!"

The air froze instantly.

If before it was merely a matter of examiners abusing their power and plotting something nefarious, then the appearance of this cursed seal has completely steered the nature of the incident into a completely different, even darker abyss.

This is no longer a simple attempted murder.

This is the Hokage's Anbu, attempting to execute a ninja personally ordered to undergo testing by the Hokage in broad daylight, in front of the entire village.

Everyone's gaze involuntarily turned to the man on the podium whose face was so gloomy it seemed to drip water.

Hiruzen Sarutobi.

Minato Namikaze stood up, glanced at Ryoma Aburame who was being held down by several Jonin, and then at Sakuya Chigen, who was standing in place, slowly sheathing his sword with no expression on his face.

He took a deep breath and said in a low voice to the several Jonin beside him:

"The Hokage will handle this matter."