Back at home, Ming Yuan couldn't wait to pour a basin of hot water and soak it comfortably in the bathtub. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The last time he went home was three days ago, and he slept in the training ground for the past few days, covered in dust and blood, and only had a pair of eyes as bright as stars.

Ming Yuan took a pleasant bath, his mind sinking into the traveler's system.

"System, show me my current status." Ming Yuan could feel how strong he had become, but he still needed a more accurate assessment, which was related to his plans for the next few days.

The light curtain flickered, and a line of writing flashing white appeared.

"Name: Ming Yuan, Age: Eight years old, Chakra Amount: Elite Lower Ninja Level, Combat Power: Elite Lower Ninja Level."

"Congratulations host, a month seems to have given you a makeover. Don't be proud, in some people's eyes, you've just become a little weaker and a bigger weaker. But don't be presumptuous, you're already a god-like being at the ninja school. “

Ming Yuan couldn't help laughing: "I didn't see it, I haven't been on the system for a month, I don't know when it awakened the poisonous tongue attribute." “

"System, bring up the to-do list."

"Current Task: None, Available Task: None, Note: The tender newbie protection period has passed, and the system is not the host's nanny. Every scientist has to learn to pull sponsorship on their own, and the host can try it too. The system is looking forward to your growth. ”

Ming Yuan didn't expect such a thing to happen, he said tentatively: "Generation task, I want to wash away the reputation of waste, and strive to enter the sight of Konoha high-level, the opportunity is in tomorrow's actual combat assessment." ”

After a while, the system slowly swiped out a string of information.

"New Mission: Scrap Firewood? Talented! ”

"The feeling of beating a child must be very refreshing, and the feeling of shocking everyone must be refreshing, let's start Long Aotian's first step!"

"Task difficulty: Level 3 (just a little more effort than running errands), and the task rewards twenty points of divine power."

Ming Yuan nodded slightly: "It depends on me for the task to be released, and whether the task has the value of generation depends on the evaluation of the system?" That's a good way, at least I don't need to be exhausted by the tasks released by the system, and I don't need to be like a puppet of the system. “

He stood up, carefully dried his body, and soon fell asleep in bed.

……

Early the next morning, Ming Yuan opened his eyes, and a pair of black eyes shone brightly.

After breakfast, Ming Yuan carried the Qingfeng Sword on his back and walked calmly towards the ninja school that had been absent for a month.

"Look! Who's that?! “

"It's him! It's the crane tail! “

"What else is he going to school for? Hasn't he given up yet? “

"I'm going to go through the withdrawal procedures! After taking a month's off, I must have figured out that I don't have the talent to be a ninja! “

"That's not right! Look at him on his back! He still has a sword on his back, is he going to participate in the actual combat assessment?! Impossible, right?! “

The ninja school students on the side of the road all looked at the Qingfeng Sword on Ming Yuan's back, and the buzzing discussion was endless.

"How dare he?"

"Heh, grandstanding, huh? If you can't even use a ninjutsu, do you still want to use swordsmanship to win over us? “

"Waste should also have the consciousness of waste! He's so embarrassed, we who are in the same school with him have no face! “

These children are all about the same age as Ming Yuan, and they are not precocious geniuses like Itachi. Born in Konoha, they have long been accustomed to the feeling of being superior to the people of the outside village, and with the power of chakra, they are even less afraid of acting.

Several impulsive children had even walked over to Ming Yuan at this time, and they wanted to beat Ming Yuan hard, so that he would know that the tail of the crane from the outside village should stay obediently in the position of the tail of the crane, and not have the idea of being in the limelight.

"Hey, waste, stop!" A boy with a freckled face called out to Ming Yuan.

"How dare you go to school? There should be a limit to being embarrassed, don't waste the school's resources, okay! Several of the children who were with the boy shouted.

Click, click, they squeezed their hands so much that they reached out to pull Ming Yuan over and teach him a lesson.

In fact, Ming Yuan is not in the same class as them, so what does it matter to them whether to go to class or not? But it is in the nature of children to bully the weak, and this is true in all worlds.

Just like when Kushina first came to Konoha, she was also bullied by the boys in the same school because of her red hair, and even almost made a big fuss. You must know that Jiu Xinnai's identity is different from that of a civilian with no background like Ming Yuan, but in this way, she will inevitably have to experience this kind of thing, let alone Ming Yuan.

A few hands were getting closer and closer to Ming Yuan's collar, and several boys had obvious excited looks on their faces. Their status in school is also low, their talent is mediocre, and they don't work hard, so it's rare to encounter such an opportunity to bully others.

Ming Yuan sneered, and just as the nearest pair of hands was about to touch him, he suddenly turned around, turned the paper into a sword, and clicked on each of the children's hands in an instant.

"Ahh

"Ahh

"Ahh

A few screams were heard, and the children rolled and cried as if they had been stabbed not by their fingers, but by their swords.

Ming Yuan squatted down and asked with a smile, "Does it hurt?" “

"It hurts!"

"It hurts!"

Several children cried and cried, tears and snot streaming down their faces.

Ming Yuan was still smiling, and gently patted the face of the child who was the leader: "Do you dare to touch me?" “

The boy's eyes widened, and Ming Yuan's smiling face looked like a demon to him. He shook his head desperately: "Don't dare, don't dare, spare me!" ”

Ming Yuan slowly stood up, and did not mean to relieve them of the pain. It's just that they use their chakra to rush into their meridians, although it will bring a feeling of severe pain, but it won't cause any major damage, so that they can feel good pain and have a long memory.

Ming Yuan walked towards the ninja school casually, the whispering on the side of the road did not stop, but compared to before, they all inexplicably lowered their voices, a little afraid to let Ming Yuan hear.

……

At this time, in the practice ground of the ninja school, more than 20 students were warming up for the actual combat assessment.

For them, this kind of monthly actual combat assessment is already commonplace. The strong will always be so strong, the weak will always be so weak, nothing will change. Every month, there will be no change in the ranking of the actual combat assessment.

Kazuo Nakashinobu Yamamoto looked at the list in his hand, his gaze lingered on a name for a moment, and he sighed slightly.

"Mingyuan, he shouldn't come. Also, he cultivates so hard, but he is at the bottom every month, and if it were me, he would have despaired. It's good that he can hold on until this time, and with such perseverance, he will succeed if he does something else, so there is no need to have unrealistic dreams. “

Despite this, Kazuo Yamamoto still had some regrets in his heart, Ming Yuan was the hardest working student he had ever seen, but it was a pity that ......

He took out his pen and wanted to cross out Ming Yuan's name.

And just then, a figure appeared at the door of the ninja school.

"Yamamoto-sensei, I'm sorry to be late! Can I still be allowed to participate in the actual combat assessment? “

Ming Yuan stood upright, carrying the Qingfeng Sword on his back, and walked in front of Kazuo Yamamoto.