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

In fact, it is a bit far-fetched for Asuma to use this ninjutsu. After all, it is an A-level ninjutsu, and the mana consumption is much higher than that of a first-class ninjutsu.

With his current small body, it is quite difficult to release 9 clones, and it is even more difficult to control. He can only make them form a square matrix and swirl towards Zhixiong.

I hope he can carry on his proud work. Thinking of this, Asma's lips unconsciously showed a smile.

At the same time, seeing Asuma throwing so many shurikens at him, Shixiong not only did not dodge, but like Asuma, he threw his own wooden shurikens.

"Idiot, get out of the way!"

The situation has changed. Asuma has released his hands from the seal, but it's a pity that it's too late.

A large number of shurikens were densely pierced into Zhixiong's face, body, and hands.

At this moment, Teacher Baiwei came to Shixiong with a pale face, and the students who were watching also exclaimed in surprise.

Kai, whose face was a little swollen, rushed into the crowd and wanted to take Zhixiong to the health room as soon as possible. At this time, there was a pop of white mist, and Zhixiong's body turned into a beautiful wooden pile.

Teacher Baiwei breathed a sigh of relief, okay, okay, Master Asuma's reputation can be kept... No! Very wrong!

He just remembered the shuriken thrown by Shixiong!

When he turned to look at Asma, he couldn't help but remind him: "Master Asma, be careful!"

Asuma turned his head to avoid the shuriken thrown by Shixiong, and looked at Shiro-sensei in confusion.

With a bang, white mist suddenly rose, and the shadow of the shuriken turned into Shio, holding a kunai in his right hand and rushing straight towards Asuma.

But Shiro-sensei had already warned him just now, so Asuma had already been on alert. When he felt the kunai next to his face, his body had naturally taken a step back.

The fruity aroma of the woody kunai even reached Asuma's nose.

The two of them haven't decided the winner yet, and it's really inappropriate for him to be so partial to Asuma. Teacher Baiwei knew that he had made a mistake, and coughed awkwardly, and then returned to the sidelines with a teleportation technique, as if nothing had happened.

Kai looked at the lively Zhixiong and returned to the crowd with a sneer.

Because he lost the opportunity, Shixiong's close combat was quite difficult. After a few stabs from the kunai, Asuma punched his right wrist. The pain in his right arm took him a long time to recover.

The two sides exchanged punches and kicks at the beginning and later exchanged injuries for injuries. Zhixiong finally discovered Asma's shortcomings during this period.

The jounin or tutor who was sparring with him must have never taught him how to endure pain and enjoy pain.

The same fist hit his stomach. Zhixiong frowned at most, but he would be fine after a while.

If Asuma is hit, he will look at Shixiong with gritted teeth, and curse filthy bastards that deserve to die. Even his attack posture begins to deform, which shows that his pain tolerance is not high.

Once again trying to replace injuries, Zhixiong punched Asuma in the liver area. This punch directly made him turn pale and he knelt on the ground completely losing his fighting ability.

Perhaps it was because of this excruciating pain that it exceeded the limit of his tolerance, so much so that at such a young age, he spit out the pain.

Teacher Shiro was very distressed when he saw this, and all the classmates who were watching came over to greet Asuma thoughtfully.

The little lolita Yuhi Hong glared at Zhixiong and said in a coquettish voice: "We are all classmates, how could you be so harsh?"

Zhixiong raised his black wrist in his right hand to indicate that he was also injured.

Kurenai Yuhi couldn't help Shixiong, so she glared at him pretending to be fierce, then knelt down next to Asuma and wiped his saliva for him.

Zhixiong looked a little helpless and asked Teacher Baiwei: "Teacher, do I win now?"

Kai came over at this time, patted Shixiong on the shoulder and said happily: "Youth has indeed not regressed. Shixiong, let us run 500 laps against Konoha."

Teacher Shiro ignored Shixiong and helped Asuma, who had recovered, and wanted to take him to the health room for a look. However, Asuma stubbornly pushed the teacher away and walked towards Shixiong.

"I was negligent today, and I will never be like this next time."

"I can beat you once, and I can beat you a second time, and a third time." Zhixiong's eyes were full of confidence.

"you!"

Asuma pointed at Zhixiong, her liver hurt with anger again, she pursed her lips and walked towards the health room.

He was worried that if he continued to talk to Zhixiong, he would cry in pain again.

Teacher Baiwei quickly dismissed everyone and followed Asuma. At the same time, he created a clone and reported the situation encountered by Master Asuma to the Third Generation.

The third generation had already seen clearly what was going on here through his super voyeurism. Asuma did not lose unjustly, and he calmly expressed his understanding of the teacher's complaint and asked him to go back and continue training.

After the incident that injured Master Asuma, the friends all felt a little isolated from Zhixiong. Only Kai stood next to him like a green crow.

He shouted very excitedly, asking him to continue 500 laps, 500 laps. Zhixiong was shocked to hear this, but in the end he still let Kai run first.

Teacher Baiwei came back soon, glared at Shixiong with an unkind expression, and then asked everyone to continue fighting according to the arranged list with an expressionless face.

Zhixiong, who was relaxing under a big tree with his eyes closed, was lightly kicked by a foot.

He opened his eyes and raised his head. Under the sunlight, Teacher Baiwei's face was dark, with no expression visible, and the words he spoke were also very gloomy.

"Come to the health room with me and apologize to Master Asuma."

Zhixiong gritted his teeth and stood up, taking off his clothes to reveal a large bruise.

Before he could speak, Baiwei rushed to say, "You just have a little bruise, but Master Asuma is already lying on the bed in pain. Do you know?"

After saying that it was not enough, he pressed his hand directly on Zhixiong's purple bruise. Zhixiong couldn't help but gasp in pain and took a step back to avoid his subsequent pressure.

Baiwei retracted his hand unwillingly and continued: "Although the doctor said there is no big problem, do you know how much pain this will cause Master Asuma? Do you know that it will affect the work of the third generation? Forget it, I'm telling you this. What can you know? You only have victory or defeat in your eyes."

Saying this was not enough, so he tapped Zhixiong's forehead with his hand, "Have you ever thought about the teacher? Have you ever thought about Master Asuma? Have you ever thought about the Third Generation? There is still something in your eyes. No Konoha?"

With so many big hats placed on his head, he is still a student who has not graduated!

Zhixiong couldn't bear it anymore and slapped Baiwei's finger away. He even wanted to break the offending finger. If he hadn't escaped quickly, he would have had to break off the finger to vent his anger.

How could anyone be so bullying!

"Shiratio-sensei, are you not mistaken? Asuma's ninjutsu level is high, but he is the top student in our class, and I am only the weakest."