Naruto Heroes Contest

After ten breaths of adjustments, Qianyuan has entered the strongest combat readiness state, just waiting for Old Man Sha to launch the attack first.

Old Man Sara squeezed the big smoking pole with his hand: "Are you ready? Then the old man will come up and let you see how a cripple without chakra can defeat a ninja."

After saying that, he lowered his body and rushed towards Qianyuan.

The strongest ninja Qianyuan had ever faced was Tekfune Ruka. Ruka's speed in practicing Taijutsu was actually not as fast as that of an 80-year-old man.

Qianyuan didn't even react before he was kicked out by Old Man Sha and hit the wall.

Rommel sprayed out a wind blade. Old Man Sha turned his head slightly, dodged the wind blade, stretched out his big smoke pole and hit Rommel's chest.

Rommel fell to his knees as if he had been pierced by a sharp knife, clutching his chest and his face turned pale.

Qianyuan got down from the wall and attacked Old Man Sha as fast as he could.

Old Man Sha didn't dodge. He hit Qianyuan's knee with a big smoke pole, and his speed stopped abruptly. Qianyuan endured the severe pain and punched left and right.

Old Man Sha's swing of the big smoking pole could hit Qianyuan's wrist, elbow, and shoulder joints every time, causing all of Qianyuan's attacks to deviate from the attack track. The force was so strong that Qianyuan's links showed signs of dislocation.

Qianyuan kicked out helplessly, forming a seal in his hand in an attempt to release a big breakthrough to distance himself.

Old Man Sha was still there, blocking Qianyuan's legs with one blow, and stabbed Qianyuan's throat with the big smoke pole in his backhand.

The big breakthrough failed to spurt out and exploded directly in the mouth. Qianyuan's mouth was full of blood. Fortunately, it was not a destructive ninjutsu.

Both of them fell to the ground without any ability to resist.

Old Man Sha smiled and lit up the big cigarette, and started smoking: "Did you see it? Sometimes people without chakra are no worse than pretentious people like you. Just melt your chakra obediently, old man. I’ll teach you all this.”

Qianyuan gritted his teeth and spat out a mouthful of blood: "Even if you kill me, I won't melt!"

Qianyuan understood that old man Suna could beat him, and maybe he could beat a chuunin, but what about a jounin? Where is the shadow?

I have a mission. If I don't have chakra, I'm afraid that once every five years, I will die.

Old Man Sha was so angry that he was about to hit Qianyuan hard with the pole, and Qianyuan also closed his eyes.

But I saw old man Sha put his hand on Qianyuan, and after a while he was pacing back and forth with a sad face.

"It's like this again, like this again, if I didn't force him to smelt chakra, would he not have rebelled against the village? If the third child still had chakra, would he have been chased and killed by three genin? Did I do something wrong..."

Old Man Sha kept walking around muttering.

After a long time, after finishing smoking the cigarette in the cigarette rod, Old Man Sha stood still and looked at Qianyuan.

"What are you looking at! Didn't you see that the old man has no cigarettes? Come over here and light one up." Old Man Sha cursed.

Qianyuan looked at Old Man Sha and felt happy, this happened! Gone!

Enduring the severe pain, he got up and lit a cigarette for Old Man Sha with trembling hands.

Old Man Sha smoked his cigarette again and walked directly into the room: "There are no tasks today. You can rest up for the day."

Qianyuan helped Rommel up, and the two of them staggered into the woodshed, feeling like they were surviving a disaster.

The two of them sat cross-legged on the ground, flowing chakra to slowly warm their wounds.

At noon and evening, ANBU actually came in and brought meals and bedding.

Finally no more freezing at night!

Even though Qianyuan was beaten, he was extremely happy.

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A slightly warmer night passed.

The two of them came out of the woodshed and saw old man Sha holding his nose and fiddling with two pieces of tattered clothes.

A sour smell pierced Qianyuan's nose, like a foot wrap that hadn't been changed in twenty years.

"Old man, what are you doing, refusing to let anyone eat?"

Old Man Sha pinched his nose and threw his clothes towards Qianyuan and Rommel.

The two quickly covered their noses and ran away.

"Put it on!" Old Man Sha ordered.

"Change? Change into this? No one would wear these clothes, okay?" Qian Yuan hid far away.

Old Man Sha pinched his beard and looked at Qianyuan with a smile: "The day before yesterday I played the role of a wealthy young man, and today I will play the role of a beggar. We must be familiar with all our identities as spies, right?"

"Bah, I haven't seen any beggar dressed so shabbily!" Qianyuan has seen many beggars in the slums. They were a little dirty, but they were definitely not so smelly.

Old man Sha took out his big cigarette stick and said, "Just tell me whether you want to change it or not."

Qianyuan suddenly felt a crunch all over his body, and had no choice but to grimace and pinch his nose in recognition.

After taking off their clothes and putting on this sticky and greasy beggar's uniform, the two of them vomited out at the same time.

Old man Sha knocked himself on the head and held it in. Have you ever seen a beggar vomited by himself?

Qianyuan and the other two stood up straight and looked at Old Man Sha with helpless faces.

Old man Sha scratched his head and ran out again to get a jar of black paste from nowhere.

How can beggars have such tender skin and tender flesh as you! Apply it to me.

Qianyuan looked at the sticky, sour-smelling unknown liquid in the urn, and his stomach churned. How could it be like the mud dug out of the sewer?

Rommel also looked at the vat of liquid with a pale face. Even though he had lived in a slum since he was a child, he had never touched such filthy things.

Thinking of this, Rommel sat on the ground and cried.

Qianyuan was also very unhappy and found out the reason. Konoha was so rich that there would be no beggars in it.

The angry old man Sha summoned the ANBU, who pressed his head and feet, and applied the paint evenly all over their bodies.

Even the hair was covered in paste-like sludge, and when it was blown dry by the wind, it all stuck to the scalp and could not be removed by rubbing.

After struggling until noon, Sha Lao said that he would go out to beg for food and eat whatever he could get, otherwise he would be hungry today.

Supervised by two ANBU supervisors, the two of them walked slowly to a civilian street.

Why not go to the ghetto? If you have acquaintances, you are afraid of being embarrassed.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they squatted down on Pingmin Street and before they started begging, several villagers armed with hoes, mining shovels and other weapons surrounded the two people and wanted to beat them.

The two of them couldn't fight back, so they had to endure a few blows to the flesh and flee in a hurry. If the villagers hadn't noticed that they were young, they would have broken their legs.

The two had no choice but to go to the slums. There were several slums in Sunagakure Village. Naturally, they avoided the one that belonged to them and came to the shabbiest and worst garbage dump where even dogs would not enter.

Qianyuan also thought about sneaking back to Fatty to beg for a meal and meet him by the way, but thought about the ANBU following him and gave up the idea.

These days are so frustrating. I haven’t seen the novice guide for almost half a year. It would have been more beneficial to choose a purple talent.

Think about how Fire and Water had won the identity category in the lottery. Now they are living a comfortable life, but they have to play beggars here.

Qianyuan, who was sitting on the shabby street, couldn't help but shed a few tears.

A passing aunt looked at the poor child with sympathetic eyes, took out two bitter taros from the vegetable basket and placed them in the palm of Qianyuan's hand.

Qianyuan looked at the bitter taro in his hand and cried even more sadly... He ate this on the first day of time travel, and now after half a year of struggle, he still eats this...

On the other side, Rommel looked at the taro in Qianyuan's hand. Feeling hungry again, he asked Qianyuan, "Do you want to eat it?"

Qianyuan stuffed the taro into his mouth, "Why don't you eat it?"

Rommel...