"Has the strength and speed increased again... What a monster. ”

Hiding in the shadows, Shimura Kazuto, holds a small notebook in his hand, and writes hard to record the intelligence data about Xili.

Recently, Xili has been sleeping in class all day, and he basically doesn't move much except for necessary outdoor classes.

This is a pain for Shimura, who is in charge of monitoring Xiri's recorded intelligence.

Lord Tuanzang has already begun to be dissatisfied.

If he can't get any more valuable intelligence data, I'm afraid he will have to be locked up in a small dark room for the entire vacation after the final exam!

It doesn't matter if Sili doesn't give the material.

Find him an experimental subject, and don't you have a material record for a wave?

A sixth-grader who excels in strength and defense.

Very good material!

Shimura hides in the corner in the dark.

A pair of eyes stared at the middle of the field, not missing a single detail, he knew that the battle would most likely end in an instant!

……

"What do you call me?"

The fat brother's pupils shrank suddenly, and a big tic-tac-toe popped out of the corner of his forehead.

Even the air around him was three points colder.

Those bloodshot eyes stared at Xili like a ghost, as if they were going to eat him alive.

"Behind your ears? Pig! ”

"Good boy daring!"

Before the fat brother finished his shouting, he suddenly felt a whirlwind of the sky, and his body suddenly rose into the air as if it had lost gravity.

Bang!

There was a muffled sound.

The body of hundreds of pounds of tonnage crossed a perfect arc in mid-air, and then slammed heavily on the hard floor.

The melon-eating crowd on the side suddenly felt the ground tremble.

The whole hall shook a little!

The fat brother was dizzy from this wave of over-the-shoulder falls, and before he could come back to his senses, a huge force came from his arm.

What did he see?

A little kid who was only half half his height actually dragged him up with one hand!

Then...

Sou!

Xili threw his hand, like throwing garbage, and directly threw out the fat brother's body with hundreds of catties of tonnage!

A whistling wind blew violently, and the fat brother's body broke through the air without voluntary control.

Smash it towards a dustbin in a dead corner of the hall.

Thundered!

There was a jumble of muffled sounds.

The fat body slammed into the garbage heap in the corner of the hall, and then was buried by countless garbage and then stopped moving.

"Tell me I'm dazzled, right?"

"That big guy is a sixth-grader, right? When did a first-year newcomer become so strong? Hanging a 6th grader? ”

"Those horns..."

"I remember!"

"That minotaur is the monster that defeated the first-year genius Uchiha Itachi!"

In the first-grade class competition, it is naturally impossible for the senior students to watch the whole battle, and only the students sitting by the window can see part of the battle.

Most people have just heard of such a thing.

But as a senior student, how can you care about a bunch of little kids?

What about even the genius Uchiha Itachi?

In the eyes of senior students, they are just more powerful characters in the same grade, and if they are against them, it will definitely kill that bullshit genius in minutes.

Rumors are just rumors after all, and they are far worse than seeing them with your own eyes.

Seniors always have a sense of superiority when they look at juniors, which is not a derogatory word, but it is true.

However, the scene in front of him gave everyone enough shock!

That's a sixth-year student with graduation strength, and the strength ranking in the sixth grade is definitely the upper level!

It's not a lump of fat, how can it be thrown out like garbage?

seems to be an extremely easy action, but you can only deeply appreciate how exaggerated the whirlwind blowing by the fat brother's tonnage flew over.

This kind of guy was actually ...

One-handed spike!

Looking at the back of Xili disappearing into the passage on the first floor, Shimura Kazuto quickly wrote the last four words at the end of the small notebook.

Jingle bells!

A hurried class bell rang.

The students in the hall who were still stunned immediately woke up, and then rushed to their classrooms.

There are second-graders, there are third-graders, and even fourth- and fifth-graders!

In less than a day, the news of the first-grade minotaur killing the sixth-grade fat brother in a single second will spread throughout the ninja school.

It's not a minotaur, it's a bull demon king!

After defeating the genius Uchiha Itachi, the Bull Demon King who killed the sixth-year graduate in one move!

……

Today's outdoor class is shuriken throwing training.

Civilian children have just come into contact with shuriken, and it is very powerful to be able to have six out of ten shuriken.

But this thing is not difficult for the children of the big clan.

Although it is impossible to hit 100% like the Uchiha Itachi, it is still very simple to get all the targets of the ten shuriken without asking for hearts.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Just when it was Xili's turn to play, a strange phenomenon occurred in the field.

Everyone stared at the Bull Demon King who threw the shuriken in a daze, no, this can't be regarded as throwing a shuriken, but smashing a stake with a shuriken!

What's more, none of them missed the target!

The sheer force smashed the stakes with a bang.

The whole venue was filled with the sound of Sili smashing wooden stakes.

A drop of cold sweat dripped from the forehead of the head teacher of the elite class, and when the Xili throwing is over, it is estimated that there will be no target that can be used!

"That's... Sili-san. ”

"What's wrong? Teacher Empty City. ”

Xili overdrew the shuriken action for a moment, and turned his head to look at the Sky City.

He didn't seem to have anything wrong with it, at least he threw better than the previous batches of students.

"Shuriken is not thrown like this!"

"Am I off target?"

"Nope."

"Isn't that what it is, isn't it just a matter of hitting the enemy with a shuriken?"

The implication is that as long as you can hit the target, you don't care if I shoot or hit the enemy?

Shangfeng Empty City sweats, what he said is so special and reasonable!

He was speechless.

"The problem is that you broke all the stakes, how can they practice?" Kazuki Empty City gestured to the students lined up behind Xili.

"Okay, here you go!"

Sili put down the shuriken in his hand, got out of the way, walked to the edge of the training ground and sat down.

Shangshu Empty City: "..."

Sieli sat in a daze, thinking about whether to simply apply for graduation.

Ninja school is really boring.

The most important thing is that he can't help him improve his strength here, and he has to send a shadow clone to school every day.

Wouldn't it make more sense to let this shadow clone do something else?

The current Xili can barely maintain three shadow clones at the same time.

One needs to stay in the dessert shop to help, and if the other goes to school every day, there is only one shadow clone left on his hand to use.

Just when Xili was stunned.

"Thank you for today."

Sarutobi-san and Oilgirl-san came together, while Inuzuka-san and Wolf Maru were sent to the infirmary, and it is estimated that he will not be visible for a week.

"Don't thank me, I didn't mean to help you."

Xili glanced up at the two of them, then lowered his head and continued to be in a daze.

Ape Flying Hawthorn and Oil Girl Shusheng glanced at each other.

A strange feeling suddenly welled up in their hearts.

This bull-headed kid in front of you seems to be quite cute?

Tsundere attributes?

At least not so obnoxious.

Obviously did a good deed, but he looked like he didn't want to be a person, obviously he didn't want them to take this matter to heart as a favor.

But because of this, they remember this friendship even more.

The Bull Demon King is a good guy!

……