The next day

Mingzhi, who successfully passed the first exam, followed the army to a vast and dense forest.

"This is the location of the second exam, this time each of your teams will be assigned a 'heaven' or 'earth' scroll, and the content of the assessment is also very simple, that is, your team has both 'heaven and earth' scrolls in your hands and arrives at the designated place to pass." The invigilator said.

After handing out all the scrolls in his hand to the lower ninja of the assessment, he glanced at it and announced it.

"So, if it's okay, let's go inside!"

Mingzhi's hand is a scroll of the word "Heaven", and at this moment he has become the center of the assessment of Shinobi, whether it is from the outer village or Konoha with ill intentions to look at Mingzhi.

As a solo participant, Mingzhi undoubtedly has the best task scroll on his body in their eyes, whether it is useful for himself or not, and even if he is not, he can exchange it with other groups at that time.

"Well, you go in first! Others are delayed by five minutes! The invigilator looked at Mingzhi who was alone and said.

After all, it's his own Konoha person, and he still has a little conscience, and he knows to let Mingzhi in first.

Although Mingzhi wanted to say that he didn't care very much, but looking at the invigilator who was good for you, he thought about it.

Looking at the other squads, Mingzhi raised the scroll in his hand and shook it at them with disdain, and then entered the forest.

If you don't tease, how can you get them to have some motivation to come over.

"Is that little ghost looking for death?"

"Hmph, he'll look good when we go in!"

Five minutes later, the rest of the shinobi entered.

"Where did the imp go?"

"Here, there are traces here." A ninja looked down at the ground and said.

Each group wants to get the scroll they think is the best to get, but if they act together, it is still easy to cause unnecessary trouble, and there are only two or three groups that really pursue Mingzhi, and they are all separated by a long distance.

Although there is a common goal, mutual vigilance is inevitable.

Mingzhi had been running for a while at first, but now he was wandering slowly, waiting for some of the hapless groups to catch up with him.

The Death Forest, as a map commonly used in the middle ninja exam, is full of poisonous insects and beasts, and it is not easy for a mid-strength shinobi to survive in such a harsh environment, not to mention facing deep malice from a hostile group. But for Mingzhi, there is no danger of beauty at home.

"Found you, little ghost!"

Before the words fell, a shinobi took out a katana and slashed at Mingzhi.

Looking at the figure that pounced on the tiger like a fierce tiger, Ming Zhi didn't even bother to dodge, stretched out a hand, and grabbed the wrist of the person who came quickly and accurately, and then, the cold light flashed, and the speed was so fast that it didn't even let the kunai get bloody.

"You..."

This is a ninja from the Grass Ninja Village, whose throat has been blocked by his own blood, and he can't say the following words. Staring at Mingzhi with wide eyes, his eyes were full of disbelief, his body was getting weaker and weaker, and he collapsed to the ground, without any breath.

This exam does not prohibit killing, the promotion of ninjas is not a playhouse, how can a powerful ninja be cultivated without this bloody promotion rule, and I don't know how many lower ninjas die in the middle ninja exam every year.

"Onimaru!"

Kusanobu's two companions exclaimed in surprise, and then took out the katana behind him and looked at Akishi vigilantly.

From Mingzhi's actions just now, they finally understood that this was not a soft persimmon at all, and the hunter and the prey had long been interchanged.

Mingzhi searched for a long time on the dead grass ninja and didn't find the scroll, so he looked at the remaining two.

"Did you send it myself, or did I pick it up myself?"

When the two grass ninjas heard Mingzhi's words, they were furious.

"Don't talk big! Onimaru was killed by you just because you didn't pay attention! ”

"Humph! It looks like a famous ninja, keep your distance! ”

"Understood!"

The two grass ninjas briefly communicated with each other, but saw Mingzhi take a step forward slowly, the two grass ninjas were startled, and quickly took a big step back, and the corners of Mingzhi's mouth showed a playful smile.

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A gust of wind blew, Mingzhi had disappeared in place, the wind did not fall, and a vague figure appeared in front of a grass ninja, and at this moment, Mingzhi's speed was too fast to make the grass ninja react.

Bang!

Bang!

The powerful fist directly knocked a grass ninja out and hit the big tree, and the trunk was deeply embedded in a humanoid nick due to the huge impact force, and the impacted grass ninja was already dead and could not die anymore.

The other grass shinobi looked at Mingzhi who was in the position of his companion in the blink of an eye, his eyes were frightened, without the slightest sense of war, after reacting, he turned around and fled, he was already frightened by Mingzhi.

The fleeing grass ninja saw that Mingzhi was standing in place and did not move, and just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but when he saw the figure flickering, Mingzhi had disappeared again, and the grass shinobi was shocked.

Burst!

A handful of kunai has been inserted into the chest of Kusanoshinobi, blood is flowing, and Kusani, who has no time to brake, is like he has bumped into the kunai of Mingzhi in front of him.

Looking at Mingzhi's expressionless face and somewhat childish face, at this moment, Cao Ren realized what a big mistake it was to come to find Mingzhi's scroll, but regret was useless, and Cao Shinobi's thoughts gradually sank into the darkness.

"It turned out to be a scroll of heaven, and the fifty percent chance of not winning, my luck is a little bad, it seems that it's time to burn incense and worship the Buddha."

Akishi found the scroll from the grass ninja bag that was still embedded in the tree, but it was the same as him. Originally, I wanted to finish the work early, rush to the destination directly, and watch the play as an audience, but now I can only look for other groups.

Not long after Mingzhi left, a group of squads appeared on this battlefield again.

"This..."

The three ninjas of the Tang Ninja Village looked at the dead Kusa Ninja, but there was no trace of battle at the scene, and the three of them were shocked and did not say anything.

"Captain, are you still chasing?" Relieved Tang Ren asked.

"Chase!? If you want to die, go ahead, I won't stop you! ”

The captain of the Tang Ninja glanced at the ninja who spoke angrily, they may not be able to deal with this team of grass ninjas, and they are still thinking about dealing with Mingzhi who has been a grass ninja again.

"Where did the imp go?"

"Judging by the traces, it's from this side."

The other replied when he heard Captain Yushinobi's words and pointed in the direction in which Shiki was going.

"Okay, let's change sides, if we run into that little ghost in the future, run!"

"Understood!"

All the shinobi who took the exam looked down on this ninja who participated alone, and it was really not easy to mess with those who could be confident that they could participate alone.

In the end, Captain Tang Ren took a deep look at Mingzhi's direction, no longer hesitated, and rushed to another way.