He was in Konoha, exuding an aura of dominance.

He was so frightened that he developed facial paralysis.

The air was thick and sticky with heat, like swallowing untreated waste oil that crawled down my throat. My exposed skin felt like it was in a steam room, while the discomfort of sweat evaporating rapidly beneath my clothes was unbearable.

It's as if they're not in the ninja academy of Konoha, but in a scorching desert with thousands of miles of yellow sand.

One after another, heads tilted their heads and peeked out from the solid stone wall.

They were all covered in dust and looked quite disheveled.

The Inuzuka family has always been known for their quick wit and outspokenness.

"Who said ranged ninjutsu could counter him?!"

The Nara family member's eyes twitched, and he suddenly felt a jolt.

"Oh no! Students!"

Everyone jolted and turned to look at the teaching building area.

A perfect spot, a platform that doesn't obstruct the assessment while allowing them to observe the competition among the best.

There was no one there at the moment.

Ninja Academy students: We know this area better than you do.

After painstakingly calming the villagers who were agitated by the commotion, Hiruzen Sarutobi stroked his scalp.

A few strands of black hair appeared in his palm.

"..."

A twitch at the corner of her mouth, and a wave of exhaustion washed over her limbs.

Although as he gets older, he no longer cares as much about his appearance as he did when he was younger.

But this is different; it's a man's last act of defiance!

"Hiruzen." Mitokado Homura, who had rushed over, said, "The village itself was unharmed, and even the ninja academy, which was right next to it, did not suffer large-scale damage. Only the training ground needs renovation."

"However... my suggestion is to just build a new one."

Mitomon Yan inspected the scene.

Even after he passed by, the scorched earth still radiated astonishing heat; an egg would be cooked instantly if you cracked it open.

It's more cost-effective to build a new one than to go through the trouble of repairing it.

“Hiruzen, that technique is far too dangerous, even comparable to the previous ‘fixed-point blasting’ technique. It should be classified as a forbidden technique!” Koharu Utatane said earnestly.

吸呼

He took a long sip, his brow furrowed with worry, glanced at them, and said calmly.

"Strictly speaking, Yu Ge does not belong to the ninja category, and the rules of ninjas do not apply to him."

"That won't do either!" Koharu's attitude was quite firm.

Or rather, the signals from this fluctuation of calm forced her to be tough.

'Parent-child rice bowls' are specifically targeted at blood relatives.

'Sun, submit to death' - widespread destruction.

If these two had been developed during the time of the First Hokage, they would have been at the level of being thrown into the Book of Seals as soon as they were developed.

"This is far too dangerous. The village must nip any potential threat in the bud and monitor its every move!"

Danzo Shimura, who had disguised himself, immediately followed.

Heaven have mercy, I've been hiding from Fifty Strings all this time, lest that inherently evil Fifty Strings brat sees me on the street and rushes up shouting for divine punishment.

"Yes, Hiruzen, this matter concerns the entire village and cannot be taken lightly! It is several levels more troublesome than the previous Kusagakure incident."

To them, Kusagakure was just a roadside village. Although taking them out would make Konoha's reputation terrifying among small countries and ninja villages, it was ultimately just a small place.

The Great Ninja Village has always held the rural areas in high esteem.

Seeing that the other two members of F4 were siding with him, Danzo immediately followed suit.

Hiruzen Sarutobi, his eyes, though calm, revealed weariness as he slowly swept over his three old friends. He opened his mouth and began to speak in a slow and deliberate manner.

"So, to put it another way, what you want to control is a strong individual whose strength is enough to fight Konoha's White Fang head-on on the battlefield, leaving him helpless."

"He possesses several techniques with extremely high destructive power, requiring little preparation time, and is prone to overreacting when provoked by external stimuli."

What do you think?

With each sentence, F3's expression changed slightly. When Hiruzen Sarutobi finished speaking, they looked at each other in bewilderment.

"That's still not possible." Xiaochun, who was turning over in bed, hesitated before speaking.

Hiruzen Sarutobi took in all the changes in her expression.

He knew his friend's personality very well.

Under normal circumstances, she would have chased after him and bitten him long ago, or at least gotten her hands on him.

But Koharu Utatane is equally familiar with the fifty strings.

Her responsibility is to oversee the logistics of Konoha, which includes Konoha Hospital. Some of her duties involve managing the hospital, and in recent years, Igarashi has occasionally returned to the hospital for a day trip.

Therefore, Koharu Utatane has a deep understanding of how troublesome it is to stop someone from playing the 50-string instrument once they start.

However, the fifty strings themselves possess power beyond reason.

His willful nature, coupled with his unstable mind and power surpassing that of most ninjas, made him a formidable force.

Thus, a special being was born, existing outside the system, attracting everyone's attention, fear, and curiosity, yet no one dared to get too close or provoke it.

Mitokado Homura immediately understood Hiruzen Sarutobi's thoughts, coughed twice, and said seriously.

“Hiruzen’s considerations make sense, and besides, Isogen is competing against Hatake Sakumo. It’s hard to avoid some unexpected things happening in a ninja competition of this level.”

"Subsequent observations also proved that Isogen directed a large amount of energy towards the sky, and the main body of Konoha only suffered the unavoidable damage that occurred during the competition. This is enough to show that Isogen was well-intentioned."

Koharu Tsurugi was silent for a moment, then sighed and said, "The hospital is receiving very few patients right now. They are mostly people who were staring at the bright light emitted by that strangely named technique. The problem is with their eyes."

Upon hearing her report, Hiruzen Sarutobi's expression turned strange.

Well, he heard about this while trying to calm the villagers down, and Hyuga, who always thinks he'll get himself into trouble, curiously rolled his eyes.

Under normal circumstances, the Hyuga clan in the village would not casually activate the Byakugan, since the characteristics of activating the Byakugan are too obvious, and if they were mistaken for a perverted peeping tom, there would be no way to explain it in a thousand words.

However, the habit of turning a blind eye when faced with a problem, which has been cultivated over many years, is not so easy to change.

As a result, Konoha Hospital had one new patient.

Skipping over that question, Koharu Utatane pressed on, "Hiruzen, are you really planning to leave him to fend for himself?"

"Sakumo will take care of it."

"But you saw how it ended today. If he really goes crazy, even Sakumo Hatake probably can't control him."

Konoha's White Fang is indeed very strong.

What he showed during the assessment was just the tip of the iceberg; he is a ninja who can serve as the face of Konoha.

But even the strongest ninja is still a mortal, and a single misstep can lead to a genin defeating a jonin – it's not a myth.

Judging from the current situation alone, Sakumo Hatake's close combat system is terribly incompatible with Isogumo.

If Fifty Strings releases that technique, whose exact range is unknown because most of the energy is concentrated in the air, any ninja within that range will almost certainly die.

Konoha Shiroga was no exception.

"At least it's one way." Hiruzen Sarutobi sighed, finally venting his utter helplessness.

The three fell silent.

Tired.

The emergence of such an outstanding junior in the village is undoubtedly a good thing, but why do they feel so tired and exhausted?

Suddenly, they turned their gaze to Danzo, whose eyes were darting around.

"Why are you all looking at this old man?" Danzo frowned.

"How dare you ask? If it weren't for you, the problem wouldn't be this serious now!" Xiaochun from the dorm scolded irritably.

Danzo's face darkened, and he snorted coldly, "I did it all for Konoha!"

Well, now that things have come to this, he can't very well deny that this matter might, possibly, probably, should, or perhaps has some connection to him.

With fifty strings of music remaining, graduation is officially here, and Konoha celebrates.

Chapter 101 Nine-Tailed Fox: I Can't Live Like This Anymore

The discussion of the Fifty Strings wasn't limited to the Konoha F4; the other Jonin from various clans, having completed their respective missions and quelled the unrest, gathered together.

Those who witnessed the entire event still have lingering shock on their faces.

Tons.

After downing a large glass of ice-cold draft beer, Yamanaka Iyoshi let out a long breath, as if he wanted to expel all the shock that had been building up inside him.

"For a moment I almost thought we were going to meet the First Generation."

"Don't say such scary things!"

"Haha, that's true too." The head of the Inuzuka family laughed heartily, his expression filled with emotion: "We didn't die on the battlefield, but we almost died at the hands of our own village's juniors. If that had really happened, I don't even want to think about how people would judge us in the future."

The crowd fell silent for a moment.

On a certain day of a certain month of a certain year, Jonin from various ninja clans gathered to witness the graduation examination of a young man, who then died.

They wouldn't even dare to read this if I wrote it.

Oh, by then they couldn't watch it anymore.

"Speaking of which bastard said he could use ranged ninjutsu against him back then?" The head of the Inuzuka family still remembers the person who said that.

"With that scale, the attack range must be at least measured in kilometers. What kind of ninjutsu could reach that? Throw shuriken from 800 miles away?"