I founded the "Bragging Cult" in Naruto.

Chapter 11 is just a simple test; anyone can do it.

After circling the third training ground, Tatsuma and Minato both slowed down in unison, switching from sprinting to jogging to calm their breathing. The watermelon-headed youth was a beat slower, but then he also realized what was happening and started jogging.

After circling the third training ground once more, the three of them stopped. Minato and Tatsuma both looked at the middle-aged man beside them who hadn't even broken a sweat. Minato exclaimed in amazement:

"Master Ninja, your taijutsu must be incredibly powerful!"

When Might Guy first heard someone call him "Ninja-sama," he was taken aback for a moment, then scratched his watermelon-shaped head sheepishly and said:

"Haha~ I'm just a genin. I'm not talented enough to learn ninjutsu, so I can only train my body more. And don't call me 'sir' anymore, just call me Might Guy!"

Tatsuma also observed this representative of Konoha's genin, who later taught Might Guy, who almost ended the series with a single kick, the Eight Gates technique and the man of self-discipline.

A ninja is someone who can endure what ordinary people cannot, and Might Guy, who practiced self-discipline throughout his life, is undoubtedly one of the best representatives of a ninja.

However, Might Dai wasn't as powerful as some people claimed, like the future Might Guy; he simply didn't encounter a better opponent. In Tatsuma's opinion, reducing the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist to only three might have been Dai's limit.

This can be seen from Might Guy's childhood. The father and son did train together. Once, during a lap, Might Guy was so tired that he collapsed after running his 1,500th lap.

However, Might Guy, who was still a child, completed the feat of 5,000 laps. Moreover, Dai only practiced physical techniques because he could only practice physical techniques, while Guy chose to specialize in physical techniques.

Guy possesses both wind and lightning chakra nature transformations, and his chakra reserves are at their maximum. It can be said that Guy abandoned other paths in order to uphold his father's self-discipline and inherit his ninja way and dreams.

Of course, both Might Guy and Might Guy were extremely powerful ninjas compared to Tatsuma, whose current strength was even somewhat below that of a "genin".

Therefore, when facing this strange old man, Tatsuma greeted him with a bright smile and said, "Uncle Dai, you are the most diligent ninja I have ever seen. I often see you working hard at the Hokage Building."

Tatsuma stopped before he could finish speaking, because he saw Might Guy frozen in place, practically petrified. After a while, Guy finally said slowly, "Uncle? But I'm only 18."

18 years old??? Is this really 18?

Minato and Tatsuma both had big question marks above their heads as they looked at Might Guy, who had thick eyebrows, big eyes, a weathered face, and even a thick stubble, and fell into silence.

After a moment of silence, Tatsuma suddenly realized that Dai was 35 years old and died in the Third Shinobi World War, so he was 18 years old now. That made sense.

"So, physical training can make someone mature faster? Minato, it seems we'll have to train more from now on!"

Finally, unable to bear the eerie silence any longer, Tatsuma broke the awkward silence, after all, he was the one who started this whole thing. Hearing this, Minato quickly nodded and said:

"Yes, only by becoming mature can one gain trust!"

"So, that's what you meant?"

Suddenly, Dai looked at the two of them with tears streaming down his face, and then said with great guilt, "I thought you were saying I looked old. It seems I haven't fully embraced youth! I actually doubted my youth!"

It's settled then, tonight I'm going to run a hundred laps around the training field before going to sleep. If I don't finish, I'll do five thousand finger push-ups!

After saying that, Might Guy ignored Minato and Tatsuma and started running on his own, continuing to sweat and expend his passion under the night sky.

Watching Dai disappear into the distance, Tatsuma glanced at his speed talent, which had surpassed 1000 points, then looked at Minato and said, "Minato, you should go back first. I want to train a bit more tonight."

"Is it to catch up with Brother Dai? You're something else, Tatsuma! Count me in, I'll keep going longer than you!"

Seeing that Minato was actually using his own lines instead, Tatsuma revealed his infectious smile, took off running, and chased after Dai's back.

Under the night sky, two more boys, equally mischievous, appeared.

As a result, on the second day of the final exam, Minato and Tatsuma arrived at the Ninja Academy with dark circles under their eyes, bloodshot eyes, unsteady steps, and supporting each other.

Minato's appearance is actually not bad, but Tatsuma's appearance is even more indescribable. His naturally curly hair, because he hasn't washed it, has now swelled up like the fashionable afro that old ladies would look at. That's the trouble with naturally curly hair!

"You two."

Seeing their appearance, Sarutobi Akiura opened his mouth, but ultimately asked, "Can you still take the exam? Should we let you rest for a bit and then arrange for you to take the exam in another class this afternoon?"

"I can do it! But even though Minato has great talent, let's postpone the exam until this afternoon?"

The fiercely competitive Tatsuma politely declined Sarutobi Awaura's offer. Hearing Tatsuma's words, Minato, who had already lost two rounds the previous night, gritted his teeth, his competitive spirit ignited, and said:

"It's okay, teacher, I can do it too! And my grades will be even better than Tatsuma's!"

If he were in a normal state, Minato, who had been upset, might have boasted that he would take the top spot in the class. But he was in such a bad state that he could only say that he could beat Tatsuma.

Looking at the two students, Hepu knew that Tatsuma was very competitive and thought that Tatsuma would refuse his suggestion before he spoke. However, he did not expect that Minato, such a good boy, would be led astray.

However, he still respected the students' choice and let them wait in the waiting area. When they arrived at the waiting area, the two saw someone in a similar situation to them—Nara Shikaku.

"Hey~ Shikaku, did you train all night too?"

Slumped down next to Shikaku, Tatsuma looked at Shikaku, who seemed to be recovering from a serious illness, and asked, "I found a puzzle book last night and played it all night." Shikaku replied weakly, "I found a puzzle book last night and played it all night."

"Have you solved it?"

Seeing Shikaku's lifeless state, Minato asked curiously. Upon hearing this, Shikaku's face turned completely ashen, even revealing a deathly pallor. After a while, he regained his composure and mumbled:

"Give me one more day, just one more day, and I'll be able to solve it right away. Why do we have to take exams? It's a waste of time."

Tatsuma glanced at Minato, who probably didn't realize he'd struck a nerve, then at Shikaku, and said, "Why didn't you ask to reschedule the exam for the afternoon?"

"Want to waste another afternoon?"

Shikaku rolled his eyes and said, "As expected of you." Tatsuma twitched the corner of his mouth and uttered his catchphrase.

The first round of the final exam was still ninja tool throwing, but the distance was extended to ten meters. The ninja tools that could be chosen were now kunai and shuriken, with senbon optional, which was a bonus.

Soon it was Shikaku's turn, but Shikaku stepped forward and used the same ninjutsu as Jiraiya: Throw All Out Technique. He missed every single target and returned to sit down next to Tatsuma under Sarutobi Awaura's murderous gaze.

"Tatsuma! Minato! You two better behave yourselves."

Sarutobi Akira gritted his teeth as he glared at Tatsuma and Minato. Tatsuma smiled slightly, deliberately adopting an arrogant demeanor, and said, "Mere ninja tool throwing? Anyone can do that!"

But the moment he picked up the kunai and gripped it tightly, his right hand instantly cramped up, and he collapsed to the ground, clutching his right hand with his left, screaming, "Ah! It hurts! It hurts!"

(End of this chapter)