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When they came to their senses, they found that of the nearly one hundred Sand Ninja, only five remained, and all of them were seriously injured.

In an instant, the confidence of the ninjas guarding the area was ignited by Zhang Ye's powerful strength.

They all drew their weapons and charged towards the five surviving Sand Ninja.

"You want to steal my kill? I won't allow it!"

Upon seeing his compatriots take out weapons to kill these Sand Ninja, Zhang Ye couldn't help but curl his lip and used Shunpo while holding the Zangetsu Greatsword!

laugh! !

Instantly, Zhang Ye's speed broke the sound barrier, and with his Zanpakuto, a blue crescent moon slashed down, severing the heads of four Sand Ninja in an instant.

The instant Zhang Ye moved, one of the five Sand Ninjas was overcome with the urge to flee. It was this will to survive that allowed him to live in Zhang Ye's hands.

Zhang Ye's impressive quadra kill left his teammates in shock.

They're actually helping him! What's going on here?!

Ignoring the astonished looks of his companions, Zhang Ye pointed his sword at the fleeing Sand Ninja and said coldly, "You think you can escape? Be a good boy and let me take PentaKill down!"

The sudden burst of bird language startled the Sand Ninja. Not only him, but even his Konoha comrades were confused about what Zhang Ye meant by PentaKill.

Instant Step!!

The next moment, Zhang Ye appeared behind the Sand Ninja, the Zanpakuto in his hand had disappeared, and Zhang Ye's lips curled up slightly as he spoke softly.

"Aced!"

The Konoha comrades stared in shock at Zhang Ye's retreating figure, swallowing hard. Although they didn't know what Zhang Ye was saying, his strength had completely earned their recognition.

"I remember who he is!" a Chunin suddenly exclaimed, looking at Zhang Ye with surprise.

"Who is it?" the ninjas around him asked in unison.

His Adam's apple bobbed as he said in a low voice, "Do you remember the ninja tournament a while ago?"

"I remember, but it was just kids playing around, nothing interesting. I only watched the opening ceremony and then left!" a genin said casually, then his expression froze, and he muttered, "Could it be..."

"Yes, that's right. He's the champion of this year's Ninjutsu Tournament. I can't believe it's only been a short time and he's already a Chunin. With his ninjutsu just now, becoming a Jonin wouldn't be a problem!"

Zhang Ye chuckled softly when he heard the conversation behind him.

I never imagined I'd become a celebrity one day!!

Chapter 102 Jonin Application Letter

The fire Zhang Ye unleashed left the area in ruins, as if it had been swept away by a sea of ​​flames. Fortunately, Zhang Ye quickly extinguished the flames, otherwise the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Under their shocked gazes, Zhang Ye quickly left the troublesome place and returned to his tent.

The situation here is probably already known on the battlefield.

Although Konoha ninjas were few in number on the battlefield, they completely suppressed the Sunagakure forces, and only Hatake Sakumo and the three legendary Konoha ninjas were able to eliminate many Sunagakure ninjas.

This boosted Konoha's morale, which had been somewhat low.

Chiyo was furious at the scene of the massacre. She glanced at Sakumo Hatake, who was like a streak of silver light in the middle of the field, and quickly gave the order.

She glanced at the Konoha forces' stronghold behind them, a slight smile of satisfaction playing on her lips. Although they had lost, she still had a backup plan: nearly a hundred Sand Ninja would go and kill the Konoha ninjas who were already poisoned, as well as those who remained there. In that sense, they could say they had won the battle!

"retreat!!"

Seeing the Sand Ninjas retreating from the battlefield, the Konoha ninjas wanted to give chase, but were stopped by Hatake Sakumo.

"Don't pursue a desperate enemy!"

Sakumo Hatake, watching the Sand Ninja disappear into the desert, gave the order to return.

He wasn't blind; how could he not have seen the fire at the outpost?

Hundreds of ninjas, still recovering, were completely unable to fight back; any low-ranking ninja could easily kill them.

If they were all killed, he would have no choice but to go and meet the Hokage with his head.

Back at the base, looking at the area ravaged by flames, his brow furrowed deeper and deeper.

Even Jiraiya's heart was in his throat. He ran like the wind towards the tent where Zhang Ye and Minato Namikaze were resting in the base.

Suddenly, he saw several genin cleaning up the burned items in the base.

He's not dead?

He remembered that there wasn't a single Jonin left in the base; all the Jonin who could still fight had been dispatched to the battlefield, leaving only Chunin and Genin behind.

Logically speaking, if Sand Ninja were to attack, how could they possibly let these Genin go?

Something's fishy!

"What happened here? How did it become like this?" Jiraiya grabbed a genin and asked anxiously.

"Jiraiya's men!" The genin was stunned by Jiraiya's actions and quickly told Jiraiya everything that had happened when they went to the battlefield.

Jiraiya was even told about Zhang Ye's feat of killing nearly a hundred Sand Ninja.

Hearing that Zhang Ye had killed all the Sand Ninja who had invaded the area, he breathed a sigh of relief, but then he thought that Zhang Ye had just regained consciousness and could not possibly have the strength to fight.

He arrived at the tent where Zhang Ye and Minato Namikaze were recuperating, filled with doubt.

At this moment, Zhang Ye was looking at his clothes with a troubled expression.

The clothes were riddled with holes of varying sizes, burned beyond recognition; this wasn't the first garment he had ever burned in his own flames.

Every time he uses Dragon Slayer Flame, his clothes are burned.

"When will we have a piece of clothing that can regenerate itself?!" Zhang Ye sighed helplessly.

"Hey!"

"Uncle Jiraiya, how old are you? Why are you still acting like a child? Aren't you tired of this trick?"

Zhang Ye had heard Jiraiya's footsteps long ago. He was extremely familiar with Jiraiya's footsteps. Back when they were at home, Jiraiya liked to suddenly scare him from behind for no reason.

He's gotten used to it now. Although stronger ninjas are less likely to make footsteps, Zhang Ye's strength is no longer what it used to be; his hearing is now several times better.

"Tch, not cooperating at all!"

Jiraiya then sat down next to Zhang Ye, staring intently at him and asking, "Did you take any forbidden drugs?"

Why would you ask such a question?

Zhang Ye was completely baffled by Jiraiya's question. Forbidden drugs—these were things that were desirable but unattainable!

"What's with the chakra in your body?"

Jiraiya asked with a gloomy expression, "Zhang Ye was entrusted to me by my friend. I must be responsible for Zhang Ye's health and safety."

You mean this?

Zhang Ye breathed a sigh of relief and shrugged. "Uncle, have you forgotten that I can absorb flames to restore my chakra?"

"Oh right, I forgot!"

Jiraiya stroked his long, snow-white hair and laughed. Zhang Ye ate the flames to restore his chakra, something many people knew, but he had completely forgotten.

Suddenly, a ninja entered the tent and said to Zhang Ye, "Zhang Ye, the Captain-Commander requests your presence!"

"I understand!" Zhang Ye nodded and said to Jiraiya, "Uncle, I'll head over now!"

"Ok!"

Jiraiya watched Zhang Ye's retreating figure and couldn't help but smile. Zhang Ye's growth had far exceeded his expectations.

Killing a hundred ninjas in one fell swoop is already at the level of a Jonin, and he also saved hundreds of Konoha ninjas. This is definitely a great achievement, and a promotion and a raise are no problem.

Zhang Ye pulled back the curtain of Hatake Sakumo's tent and looked at Hatake Sakumo sitting in a chair.

"Uncle Sakumo wanted to see me about something?"

"Xiao Ye, come, sit down!"

Sakumo Hatake couldn't help but smile when he saw Zhang Ye.

"I have already submitted your letter of promotion to Jonin, and I believe it won't be long before you become a glorious Jonin!" Sakumo Hatake said with a smile.

Become a Jonin...

Zhang Ye's eyes shifted from shock to excitement. Once he became a Jonin, the mission that had troubled him for so long would be complete, and the rewards would be extremely generous.

How could Zhang Ye not be excited!

Then, Hatake Sakumo's face darkened, and he said, "Don't be too happy yet. Although you killed a lot of enemies this time, you also destroyed a lot of our supplies. Those in higher-ups who don't like you will probably make a big deal out of this!"

"What? This..."

Does this mean I'm still not capable of becoming a special Jonin and completing my mission?

Seeing Zhang Ye's dejected expression, Hatake Sakumo couldn't help but smile and said, "Even so, there's still no problem with you being promoted to Special Jonin. I believe that after this great battle, you will definitely be promoted to Jonin!"

As long as you don't die!

Sakumo Hatake didn't say this aloud, because in his eyes Zhang Ye was just a child, and saying such a thing would probably be too damaging to Zhang Ye's confidence.

"call……"

At this moment, Zhang Ye's mood was like a rollercoaster, with ups and downs.

"Uncle Shuo Mao, couldn't you just say it all at once? You scared me to death!"

It doesn't matter whether I get promoted to Jonin or not, as long as I can get promoted to Special Jonin.

Chapter 103 Promotion to Special Jonin (Please add to your favorites!!)

A week has passed in the blink of an eye.

During this week, no major battles took place between Konoha and Sunagakure; instead, several small battles occurred frequently.

Konoha remained in a passive state until those who had been poisoned gradually recovered.

However, Minato Namikaze was still in a weak state.

According to Tsunade's explanation, he was poisoned quite severely and needs a long period of rest; it will probably take another half month for him to recover.

"Minato, how are you feeling today?" Zhang Ye asked with a teasing smile as he stood in front of Minato's hospital bed.