Chapter 7 Qualified
"Swish..."

The last bit of yellow sand fell down the narrow aperture, and Aoba of Yamashiro turned the hourglass upside down: "The exam begins."

"Here we come!" Liang Jie's expression tightened.

"blow!"

Aoba of Yamashiro disappeared suddenly, and a shadow enveloped his eyes, Ryosuke subconsciously raised his hand to block.

"Oh!"

The huge force spread all over the body along the arm, and Ryosuke flew back uncontrollably.

"Tap tap..."

Ryosuke stepped on the ground uninterruptedly to relieve his strength, and it took more than ten steps in a row to stabilize his figure.

"The response speed is good." Yamashiro Aoba praised.

Although only a small amount of power was used, it is still worthy of recognition that the incident happened suddenly.

"So fast!"

Yayoi and Yuto, who were standing on both sides, reacted. Looking at Aoba Yamashiro who took Ryosuke's place, Yayoi quickly retreated, and Yuto raised his fist half a step across to attack.

"Clap clap clap..."

Yamashiro Aoba lightly blocked the punches, and seemingly casually reached out to grab Yuuto's wrist with precision.

"Damn it." Yuuto blushed, tried his best but couldn't break free.

"Lie down."

Yuuto felt dizzy for a while, and then fell heavily to the ground.

"Oops." Yuuto barely opened his eyes, struggling to roll to the side to avoid the pursuit, but compared to Yamashiro Aoba's punching speed, it was too slow.

"blow!"

At a critical juncture, two shurikens struck through the air with a sharp sound.

Shancheng Qingye dodged his head sideways, and before he could continue to pursue, a silver light bloomed in his eyes.

"Lee lee."

Ryosuke pulled back forcefully with both hands, and the metal wire suddenly tightened, causing the shuriken to spin in the opposite direction.

"Swish..."

Threatened by the two shurikens, Yamashiro Aoba gave up Yuuto without hesitation and turned to attack the lonely Yayoi.

"Shh!"

Yayoi quickly threw several kunai to intercept, one of which had an activated detonating talisman tied to the end.

"collapse!"

Ryosuke pulled his hands outward, and the shuriken changed direction again, cooperating with Kunai to stop Aoba's forward pace.

"Collaboration qualified."

Yamashiro Aoba is very satisfied, he has many breakthrough methods, but there is no need to use them, the purpose is to test rather than kill the enemy.

"The core of the team is Ryosuke, so let me see your full strength."

Aoba Yamashiro flashed past Yuuto who hadn't got up yet, and went straight to Ryosuke.

"Help me!"

Ryosuke did not evade the battle, as he said just now, this is just a test, if there is no wrong guess, even if the three of them fail to survive until the yellow sand runs out, as long as the process satisfies the mountain city Aoba, they will still pass the test.

What's more, even if he chooses to avoid the battle, Ryosuke can't be faster than Aoba, it's better to meet the enemy openly.

"tread!"

Ryosuke stopped forcibly with one foot on the ground, and Kunai chiseled at the chest of Aoba from top to bottom.

"Snapped."

With the advantage of her long arms, Aoba intercepted the gouging attack.

"Oh!"

At the moment of stalemate, the two kicked out their right leg at the same time, feeling the power transmitted along the leg, Aoba's eyes flashed surprise: "It's so powerful."

When he defeated Ryosuke for the first time, Aoba felt that Ryosuke's strength surpassed that of his peers, but at that time he cared more about his reaction speed.

Looking at the obvious training marks on Ryosuke's bare arms, Aoba praised: "It seems that you have been training for a long time."

"Because no one teaches ninjutsu." Ryosuke curled his lips, swept his left hand through his waist pocket and took out Kunai, his face straightened: "Mr. Aoba, I'm going to use all my strength."

"Go ahead." Aoba said calmly.

Ryosuke is holding Shuangkuwu, constantly attacking Aoba's vital points while the cold light flickers.

"Clap clap clap..."

On the surface, Aoba easily defuses the offensive, but his heart has already set off a turbulent wave.

Ignoring skills and only looking at strength and speed, Ryosuke is already comparable to the weaker Chunin.

"A terrifying talent." Aoba couldn't help sighing.

During the war, there were not a few 11-year-olds like Ryosuke, and there were even many stronger ones, but that was because of the need to quickly replenish combat power, receive high-pressure education and the product of the bloodbath on the battlefield. Knowing how to train in the most efficient way is rare.

While exclaiming, Ryosuke suddenly took half a step back, holding a dark brown smoke bomb in his right hand.

"Oh!"

The smoke exploded and enveloped the green leaves, and the sound of breaking through the air came from two directions.

"Puff puff…"

The dense shuriken and kunai submerged in the smoke.

"Shhhhh..."

Ryosuke, who jumped into the air, quickly formed a seal, and opened his mouth to spew out fiery fireballs.

"Art fire escape ho fireball."

"Bearing..."

The heat wave blows away the smoke, facing the Hao fireball that is close at hand, Aoba quickly forms the same seal as Ryosuke.

"Art fire escape ho fireball."

"boom!"

The two fireballs crashed into each other, and the small fireball sprayed out by Ryosuke turned into flames and collapsed without holding on for a second.

"Bearing..."

The fireball flew over Liangjie's head, and the high temperature roasted his hair to make it a little curly.

"tread."

Ryosuke fell to the ground, and Aoba tried to get closer.

"Lee lee..."

A tooth-shattering sound sounded, Aoba fell to the ground uncontrollably, two groups of metal wires tightly bound her ankles, looking along the metal wires, Yayoi and Yuuto each held one end.

"Good tactics." Aoba praised sincerely, and then changed his tone: "But it's too naive."

"Boom."

Aoba burst out a cloud of white smoke, where the smoke cleared, there was still Aoba's figure, and what was tied with silk thread was actually a branch.

"Boom."

Aoba hit Yuuto on the head, met his blank and astonished eyes, and said softly: "It's over."

Yuuto swallowed hard, he didn't notice Aoba's approach at all, his eyes shifted to Yayoi, who was still clutching the head that Aoba knocked.

"Do you want to continue?" Aoba raised his voice and asked Ryosuke.

Ryosuke spread his hands helplessly: "As expected of Teacher Aoba, we lost completely."

Three against one, one party uses weapons to do their best, and the other party is leisurely and leisurely, with no dust on his body, a Jonin is a Jonin, and Ryosuke is hard to come by now.

"You are very good." Aoba put away the hourglass with half of the yellow sand left: "It's the first time we cooperate to have such cooperation, it's a very good team."

Aoba said two things in succession, looking at the smiling Aoba, Yayoi tentatively asked: "Mr. Aoba, our test..."

"You didn't persist until the hourglass ran out, I will send you back to school according to the rules." Aoba said with a serious face.

Hearing Aoba's words, Yayoi's nose turned sore, and Yuuto also lowered his head in depression.

"I'm sorry, it was the two of us who got in the way, otherwise, Ryosuke, you would definitely be able to graduate."

"It's okay, it's okay to re-read it, I'm already one year younger." Ryosuke knew that there was something behind Aoba, but he still offered words of comfort.

"sorry."

It's okay if Ryosuke doesn't comfort her, but Yayoi almost burst into tears when she spoke to comfort her.

Looking at the two pessimistic people, Aoba twitched his lips, "Why do you have such an expression? I didn't say you couldn't graduate."

"Ah?" Yayoi and Yuto raised their heads in a daze.

"According to the rules, you can't graduate, but the hourglass rule is set by me. I am very satisfied with you, so you can graduate." Aoba said naturally.

Yayoi spat out a mouthful of old blood: "Then you just..."

Aoba waved his hand: "Just kidding, I heard people say not to be too serious with students, why? Isn't it funny?"

"Of course it's not funny!"

Yayoi and Yuuto said frantically.

"Cough cough."

Qingye coughed twice, and said: "In short, you have passed the test, gather at the task office at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, don't be late."

After saying that, Aoba instantly left this embarrassing place.

The three people who stayed on the playground looked at each other, Yuuto couldn't restrain the ecstasy in his heart anymore, he put his arms around Ryosuke's neck, and shouted ecstatically, "That's great!"

(End of this chapter)

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