I raise monsters in Konoha

However, with the call for Mr. Tanaka, Orochimaru also stepped forward to test.

With his talent, there is no doubt that he passed with full marks very easily, but when he turned around, he saw Jiraiya with a look of hatred and pain on his face.

Compared to others, Jiraiya is now as stubborn as a stone, not absorbing any knowledge or ability at all. After only one month of study, he has become one of the famous tailgaters.

Because of his lively personality, he gets along well with everyone in the class.

Many people began to make fun of him without much malice.

"It'll be your turn soon, Jiraiya!"

"You must hit the target, come on!"

"Don't let us down!"

This made Jiraiya's face turn red, and he shouted unyieldingly: "Muji Sai (shut up), isn't it just throwing kunai? Let me show you how powerful I am!"

Teacher Tanaka calmly called out Jiraiya's name and looked at Jiraiya who had a menacing look on his face.

"Come up!"

"Ok!"

With a deep groan, Jiraiya came to the stage with his hands and feet, acting like a big crab, with a guilty conscience, which made many people laugh uncontrollably.

This made Jiraiya murmur in his mind as he picked up the kunai on the stage. This was an unfamiliar touch. As a civilian student, he actually had no chance to train.

Listening to the shouts behind him, Jiraiya also gritted his teeth slightly and broke the jar. With his thick skin, he was not ashamed.

What a blind throwing technique!

Teacher Tanaka didn't even notice the flying kunai. Regardless of the technique, strength and angle, it was basically terrible.

Three kunai were flying randomly in the air, and everyone's eyes were attracted to it. After all, Jiraiya was considered a living treasure in the class.

Clang!

A kunai banged on the edge of the target. It made a soft sound, flew up, and lay spinning on the ground.

This made Jiraiya's face turn red. There were also other kunai, and Jiraiya looked at the remaining kunai eagerly.

The second one hit the target, great, I am really strong!

The third……

Clang!

Hit the heart!

Jiraiya's eyes gradually widened, and a happy expression gradually appeared on his face.

"Oye!"

Jumping two meters high, Jiraiya was as happy as a flying monkey. He was so excited, with a complacent and calm look on his face, that he wished he could raise his tail to the sky.

"Jiraiya, you're not qualified!"

A calm voice sounded, and Tanaka mercilessly marked down the failure on the notebook in his hand.

This made Jiraiya's face stiffen, and he turned his head as stiffly as a puppet, tilting his head slightly, as if he was silently saying why.

Tanaka glanced at him and said nothing. Just when he was about to call the next person, Jiraiya started shouting.

"Teacher Tanaka, why? Why am I unqualified? I obviously won two, but the third one was a red heart!"

Tanaka glanced at him again, feeling that he had underestimated this boy's shamelessness.

"The posture is wrong, the strength is wrong, the technique is wrong, just throw it randomly. If it were on the battlefield with your throwing method, none of the classmates in front of you would be spared."

"And why I won the red heart, do I even need to tell you?"

As a ninja who came down from the battlefield, Tanaka is unqualified because he understands that letting such a half-baked person pass is just an extra achievement for the enemy.

"Go get those kunai back." Tanaka watched Jiraiya pick up the three kunai and stretched out his hand to stop him from putting them back.

"Those are no longer usable, you can handle them yourself." He said and took out three more kunai from his waist and placed them on the seat.

Finding that Jiraiya was still standing there, he said directly: "What are you looking at? If you fail, you will fail. Make way for the next student to take the test."

Jiraiya pursed his lips and looked at him with piercing eyes.

"Thank you, Mr. Tanaka!"

However, with the call for Mr. Tanaka, Orochimaru also stepped forward to test.

With his talent, there is no doubt that he passed with full marks very easily, but when he turned around, he saw Jiraiya with a look of hatred and pain on his face.

Compared to others, Jiraiya is now as stubborn as a stone, not absorbing any knowledge or ability at all. After only one month of study, he has become one of the famous tailgaters.

Because of his lively personality, he gets along well with everyone in the class.

Many people began to make fun of him without much malice.

"It'll be your turn soon, Jiraiya!"

"You must hit the target, come on!"

"Don't let us down!"

This made Jiraiya's face turn red, and he shouted unyieldingly: "Muji Sai (shut up), isn't it just throwing kunai? Let me show you how powerful I am!"

Teacher Tanaka calmly called out Jiraiya's name and looked at Jiraiya who had a menacing look on his face.

"Come up!"

"Ok!"

With a deep groan, Jiraiya came to the stage with his hands and feet, acting like a big crab, with a guilty conscience, which made many people laugh uncontrollably.

This made Jiraiya murmur in his mind as he picked up the kunai on the stage. This was an unfamiliar touch. As a civilian student, he actually had no chance to train.

Listening to the shouts behind him, Jiraiya also gritted his teeth slightly and broke the jar. With his thick skin, he was not ashamed.

What a blind throwing technique!

Teacher Tanaka didn't even notice the flying kunai. Regardless of the technique, strength and angle, it was basically terrible.

Three kunai were flying randomly in the air, and everyone's eyes were attracted to it. After all, Jiraiya was considered a living treasure in the class.

Clang!

A kunai banged on the edge of the target. It made a soft sound, flew up, and lay spinning on the ground.

This made Jiraiya's face turn red. There were also other kunai, and Jiraiya looked at the remaining kunai eagerly.

The second one hit the target, great, I am really strong!

The third……

Clang!

Hit the heart!

Jiraiya's eyes gradually widened, and a happy expression gradually appeared on his face.

"Oye!"

Jumping two meters high, Jiraiya was as happy as a flying monkey. He was so excited, with a complacent and calm look on his face, that he wished he could raise his tail to the sky.

"Jiraiya, you're not qualified!"

A calm voice sounded, and Tanaka mercilessly marked down the failure on the notebook in his hand.

This made Jiraiya's face stiffen, and he turned his head as stiffly as a puppet, tilting his head slightly, as if he was silently saying why.

Tanaka glanced at him and said nothing. Just when he was about to call the next person, Jiraiya started shouting.

"Teacher Tanaka, why? Why am I unqualified? I obviously won two, but the third one was a red heart!"

Tanaka glanced at him again, feeling that he had underestimated this boy's shamelessness.

"The posture is wrong, the strength is wrong, the technique is wrong, just throw it randomly. If it were on the battlefield with your throwing method, none of the classmates in front of you would be spared."

"And why I won the red heart, do I even need to tell you?"

As a ninja who came down from the battlefield, Tanaka is unqualified because he understands that letting such a half-baked person pass is just an extra achievement for the enemy.

"Go get those kunai back." Tanaka watched Jiraiya pick up the three kunai and stretched out his hand to stop him from putting them back.

"Those are no longer usable, you can handle them yourself." He said and took out three more kunai from his waist and placed them on the seat.

Finding that Jiraiya was still standing there, he said directly: "What are you looking at? If you fail, you will fail. Make way for the next student to take the test."

Jiraiya pursed his lips and looked at him with piercing eyes.

"Thank you, Mr. Tanaka!"