Asma also understood this, but he still felt wronged. He looked at Garashi with eyes full of resentment.
Only then did he realize that Garashi was still sitting calmly in his seat, reading.
Seeing this, Asma could not help but step forward and ask angrily, "Our battle is about to begin, and you're still reading here. At least give me a nervous reaction!"
Garashi closed the book helplessly, "It's because you're too strong, Asma, that I have to seize every moment to improve myself!"
"Ah? Is that so? Ahahaha, actually I'm not that strong! "Asma laughed complacently, then asked," But what's the use of reading? Besides, you can't remember it in time! "
Garashi looked puzzled, "Why can't I remember it in time?"
Asma's mouth twitched, "Can you remember the contents of the book after reading it once?"
"Yes! Isn't that normal for people like us? " Garashi nodded, then tilted his head and asked, "Can't you do it, Asma?"
Although he had already given Asma a lot of psychological cues, this time it was real. As a genius in the eyes of ordinary people, he had the gift of photographic memory in his previous life.
It was also because of this gift that he could still remember all the details of this world in his heart, even though he had transmigrated for a few years.
Asma subconsciously opened his mouth wide, his throat dry. He really could not do it!
Could it be that I'm actually not a genius … Thinking of this, Asma's eyes could not help but moisten.
Seeing that Asma was beginning to doubt his life, Garashi smiled and walked outside, "Let's go, I've been looking forward to fighting with you for a long time, Asma!"
Asma nodded and followed with heavy steps.
…
On the school field, there were already many teachers and senior students waiting here.
Although in the eyes of most people, this was just a farce between children, after all, it involved Sir Naruto's son, so they were still somewhat interested.
"What a bunch of noisy brats. We weren't so childish back then."
"Hey, hey, you're only six years old. Why do you sound so mature?"
"Cough cough … There's a newcomer watching from the side. Don't damage my dignity as a senior!"
Not only were the students whispering, but the teachers of each grade were also whispering.
"Tsk, tsk. When did the battle between two freshmen attract so many people? I hope this battle won't be too ugly! "
"What's so interesting about a battle between two newbies? Spitting at each other? At best, it's just Chakra's saliva. "
"Generally speaking, being able to learn how to refine Chakra in half a month is already not bad. But don't forget, that Asma is the son of Lord Naruto!"
"That's right, geniuses can break the rules … Eight Gods, don't play dead. You're their teacher, so you should know their progress better than anyone else."
The eight gods smiled, "Asma is indeed a genius. When he entered the academy, he was already proficient in using the Three Body Jutsu. Now, maybe he has already learned more than one D-class Ninjutsu."
"Are you kidding? Doesn't that mean that he's already reached the graduation standard? "
"Don't talk nonsense. A ninja doesn't just know how to use the Three Body Jutsu. Technique and experience are also very important. However, this kind of talent is really amazing!"
"He's worthy of being Naruto -sama's son. It seems that our Wood Leaf Academy will have another genius like Orochi Maru."
At this moment, a hearty laughter came from behind them.
"Haha, don't flatter him. Compared with Orochi Maru, he's still far behind!"
Everyone turned around and found that the person who came was none other than Sandaime Naruto.
"Fire, Naruto -sama! You're here too! "
Sandaime waved his hand and smiled, "I'm not here today as Naruto. You can treat me as an ordinary student."
That being said, the teachers standing next to Sandaime still felt a burst of pressure.
Fortunately, Garashi appeared and walked into the field at the right time. Sandaime's attention was diverted, and the pressure on them was finally reduced a lot.
"Garashi, I know you're strong. In this school, only you are worthy of being my opponent!" Asuma's expression was serious as he roared, "Come, let's show these people our strength!"
Hiss … Everyone shuddered violently. What was with this feeling of shame that had nowhere to go?
Many teachers quietly looked at Sandaime. Children often imitate their parents' behavior. Could it be that Naruto -sama is actually like this at home?
Sandaime's right hand holding the pipe stiffened, and he began to doubt whether it was right for him to come here today.
Garashi made the Seal of Opposition with both hands, and said with a firm look, "Asma -san, I'm going to start!"
Asma also made the Seal of Opposition. "Come on!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Asuma leaned forward with his arms straight behind him, charging toward the opposite side in a short-distance dash.
Shushi, on the other hand, quickly retreated backward. His right hand pulled out four shurikens from the tool bag at his waist and held them between his fingers. His eyes were focused on Asuma's feet, anticipating his next move.
Then … Whoosh!
Four shurikens shot out, piercing the air, and shot toward Asma's shoulders and ankles.
Asma's rushing figure paused, and he forced himself to jump to the left. But before he could relax, he was startled by the sudden sound of something breaking through the air.
Looking out of the corner of his eye, he saw four more shurikens shooting toward him. It felt as if he was the one who took the initiative to deliver them.
"He actually predicted my movements in advance, this throwing technique, worthy of Garashi!" Asma sighed in his heart, obviously his physical strength and Chakra are above Garashi, but he was the one who was in danger first.
"However, this level of throwing technique is not a Ninjutsu! Let me show you how to use Ninjutsu! "Asma didn't dodge, and directly faced the shurikens.
Bang … Ding ding ding ding!
A burst of smoke filled the air, and Asma's original position was replaced by a piece of gravel.
Asma, who just fell to the ground, accelerated forward without hesitation, and some of his eyes were focused on Garashi's waist. "The shurikens in the tool bag should be used up, what are you going to do next, Garashi?"
"You can use the substitution technique so skillfully, that's amazing … Wait, that's …"
"Ah! Be careful! "
Hearing the screams around him, Asma subconsciously looked back, and a flash of cold light skyrocketed in his line of sight.
This is … Asma's pupil violently shrank, too late to make hand seals, he could only hurriedly roll to the side. (Three body technique is not without hand seals, I specifically checked, when Sakura fought Sark, she also needed hand seals to use the substitution technique)
But he was still a step late, the cold light took away a few drops of blood from his cheek.
Asma didn't have time to care about the faint tingling on his cheek, but looked at the opposite side with surprise.
In front of him, Garashi stood quietly, raised his right hand, and four shurikens were flying around him.
Between the shurikens and the fingertips, there was an almost transparent Chakra line connecting them together.
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