Naruto: My heart is as high as the sky, I want to become a god

Soon it was Zhixiong and Asma's turn. When the two stood in the middle of the playground, the students around them shouted: "Come on Asma, defeat the crane tail!"

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and soon there were cheers one after another, and Zhixiong frowned when he heard it.

As a member of the Sarutobi clan, Asuma naturally has many fans. Judging from the fact that their faces turned red when they shouted, they sincerely wished Asuma a win in this round.

Compared with Asma's loud cheers, Zhixiong's side seemed quite deserted.

Only his good friend, the green and glowing Kai, was cheering him loudly.

Teacher Baiwei came over and warned: "This is just a competition, real kunai and shuriken are not allowed to be used. Besides..." He looked at Shixiong and warned: "It is absolutely not allowed to use detonating charms! Listen! No?"

Zhixiong and Asuma nodded seriously. With their current strength, it would be easy for the teacher to fail to use the blasting talisman.

"Okay, let's get started!"

After Teacher Baiwei finished speaking, he left with a teleportation technique.

The cheerleaders around the two of them also fell silent and stared at them unblinkingly.

Asuma trotted towards Shixiong impatiently, it was so childish to play such childish games all day long.

Zhixiong was very cautious when facing the menacing Asuma.

On his way forward, he threw three wooden shurikens in succession and flew over them in a vertical pattern to interrupt his attack rhythm.

Asuma looked disdainful and waved the wooden kunai in his left hand lightly, then flicked the shuriken away.

I don't know which unlucky guy was hit on the head, causing them to say "ouch", and the surrounding classmates immediately heard praises.

"As expected of Asuma, the shurikens that bounced off had such a high hit rate."

Kai defended next to him: "Zhixiong is also very powerful."

"Yes, yes, Zhixiong is amazing, as powerful as you."

"Hahaha" there was a burst of laughter from all around.

Kai lowered his head like a wilted eggplant when he heard this. Being unable to use ninjutsu was an eternal pain in his heart.

After Asuma and Zhixiong got closer, they punched Zhixiong's chest with their right fist, trying to decide the outcome with one punch.

Zhixiong stared at Asuma without blinking. Seeing his shoulders shaking, he mentally estimated where to attack him.

At the moment when the fist was about to strike, Zhixiong squatted down quickly and swept his legs with a fierce move, hoping to kick Asuma down and continue to expand his combat advantage.

Unfortunately, Asuma has been specially trained in this move for a long time.

With a light jump and a backward turn, he flew several meters high.

While the person was still in the air, he began to accumulate power. He raised the kunai in his left hand high, and before Zhixiong could stand up, it pierced his heart with a whooshing sound.

But at the last moment, Asuma adjusted slightly, and the kunai flew towards Shixiong's shoulder.

The flying speed of kunai is much faster than Shixiong's movements.

Before he could stand up, the kunai had already pierced his face. At this critical moment, Shixiong rolled around like a lazy donkey and dodged the wooden kunai in a slightly embarrassed manner.

Despite this, the kunai flew away grazing his cheek.

The thick and blunt edge of the wooden kunai opened a small 4 cm wound on Shixiong's face, and soon small droplets of blood appeared on the wound.

Just as Zhixiong stood firm, the Asuma was in the air and slammed down on him. His powerful knees were already ready, as if he could decapitate Zhixiong in the next moment.

This was like real pressure, making it difficult for Zhixiong to breathe. Time did not allow him to escape any longer, so he hurriedly put up his hands.

There was a muffled bang, and Zhixiong couldn't hold his hands up. This crow flying airplane mixed with gravity acceleration and physical training, the whole person rolled out in a very embarrassed way for several times before he could control his body.

He pressed his feet hard against the ground and slid ten meters away. Only then did he have time to observe Asma's next move.

In just a few moments of fighting, if Shixiong and Kai hadn't had a taijutsu sparring session, he wouldn't have been able to catch Asuma's move. The tutors behind him and a lot of flattering Jonin were all real stuff.

"It's so boring. You should just admit defeat. I don't want to make you cry and you still need me to comfort you."

Asuma said calmly, there was no condescension in his tone, only a hint of impatience.

"Zhixiong must never admit defeat, and youth must not retreat"

Kai's screams were still strong.

The classmates who were watching from the side took the yelling Kayla outside the circle to discuss with him what youth is. Soon, the sound of ping ping ping ping ping ping was heard.

Zhixiong ignored the commotion outside. As an adult, how could he lose to a four or five-year-old kid? The previous few times, he had exhausted the opponent's chakra and achieved a tie.

"As a man, I will not admit defeat without shedding tears." Zhixiong's words seemed to encourage himself.

The combo of moves he had just now failed to defeat this untrained little family ninja, which had already made Asuma a little impatient, and now his words made his blood boil. It was really strange.

Asuma looked into Zhixiong's eyes and said seriously: "I will be serious next time."

"Come on, I have to be serious too." Zhixiong raised his arms in a warning posture.

"Asuma, come on"

"Come on? It's already this time, why should you cheer up? Isn't this a sure win?"

"Asma, don't kill the crane tail."

"Hahaha" Another burst of cheerful laughter came from the outer circle.

The corners of Teacher Baiwei's mouth were crooked, obviously agreeing with their statement. The curve of the corners of his mouth was tilted upward, and it was a little difficult for him to suppress it.

Asuma took out a wooden shuriken from his ninja bag and threw it towards Shixiong.

At the same time, his hands quickly formed the eight seals - Xu - Chen - Zi - Xu - Hai - Si - Yin. Maybe it was too familiar. It took three seconds to successfully complete the seals.

The shurikens that were spinning and flying at high speed in the air suddenly changed from one to three, from three to five, and then from five to ten.

The students who were watching were all shocked. Teacher Shiro said in horror: "This... this... is this the Third Generation's A-level ninjutsu, the Shuriken Shadow Clone Jutsu?"

"As expected of the third generation of masters, it is a technique that has been used before. It is indeed very powerful."

"Although Shixiong hasn't been hit yet, I think he will be in trouble soon. No, I have to intervene early. I can't let Master Asuma get the reputation of massacring his classmates."

Even Shiro-sensei, a chuunin, was so surprised, let alone the classmates who were watching.

One or two of them opened their mouths wide. They simply didn't know what tone to use to praise this ninjutsu. This was an A-level ninjutsu! Eight seals!

"You are so awesome, you are worthy of Master Asuma!"

"As expected of the third generation of adults, he is an outstanding junior!"