Fate, what an unsearchable word, seems to have been predestined from the beginning, decided from the birth of man.

For example, if you roll a dice, although it has not yet landed, the result is actually determined by external factors such as speed, angle, wind speed, temperature, humidity and so on at the moment of the shot.

In the original book, Hinata Ningji is lamenting his fate, so is the girl in white in front of him also like this?

Just when Lu Ming felt a trace of inexplicable guilt, the other party had already raised one hand.

"I ...... Admit defeat! And Hinata Aya covered her forehead with her other hand and looked at Lu Ming coldly.

"This game is won by Lu Ming Tanaka!" The referee shouted loudly, but there was no movement in the audience, and they were in a state of collective stunned.

This result was completely different from what these civilian students had imagined at the beginning, in their eyes, the boy who had come here with his 'lucky aura' should be simply beaten back to his original form, and then put into their 'team'.

But no, Hinata Acai's admission of defeat made everyone begin to realize that this young man from a civilian background like himself relied on real strength, not opportunism.

……

At this time, the guardrail on the opposite side of the water gate, the three teenagers each occupied a corner and occupied a place, and those ordinary students were naturally separated from them by a layer of distance, which was clearly distinguished.

Moonlight was wiping his long knife with a white cloth in the dark night, while the two teammates on the side were chatting while watching the field.

"This person named Tanaka Lu Ming is very powerful!" A slightly mature-looking square-faced teenager with a cigarette in his mouth commented.

"Yes, you're scared!" The silver-haired boy closed one eye and raised the kunai in his hand to put it in front of the other eye, pushing the kunai with his thumb, up and down, as if playing with the light.

"How is it possible, I just think it's funny, besides us, you can find such a powerful teenager!" turned his back and slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, this proficiency, this age, it can be seen that it is deeply inherited from the previous generation, and the silver-haired young man next to him also looks accustomed to it.

Moonlight coughed a few times, then reached out and waved the smell of smoke in the air, as if silently protesting something.

"Sorry, the last one!" The square-faced boy heard a few coughs, smiled brightly, and immediately apologized.

……

Looking at the figure of the girl leaving gloomily, Lu Ming didn't have much joy of victory, sighed, turned around and walked towards the corridor.

All the people who were nearby couldn't help but get out of the way, and in the face of this young man who knocked on the door of the boundary between commoners and nobles, these commoner students suddenly felt honored at this moment.

I was still expecting the other party to lose, but in the blink of an eye, I felt a little proud of him, and the complex contradictions of human nature can be seen.

"Boss, you're amazing!" As soon as I got closer, I heard the loud voice of Kazama Haruno.

"It's okay."

Shuimen didn't say anything, just smiled and stretched out his right hand, and the two of them slammed their palms......

The big screen jumped again, Moonlight Dark Night VS Sarutobi Shinnosuke.

Seeing his name pair and the name of this smoker suddenly appear on the screen at the same time, after being slightly stunned in the dark night of the moonlight, he smiled helplessly, and without the slightest hesitation, he stretched out his hand and shouted, "I abstain!" ”

The uproar around him didn't seem to have any effect on him, and he wasn't interested in the Book of Seals anyway, the main thing was that he was too tired to fight with this person.

The silver-haired boy next to him had an expression that I knew was like this, and the square-faced boy touched the back of his head and continued to laugh.

"Then I declare that Shinnosuke Sarutobi has won this game!" The referee didn't have too many doubts and announced directly.

Surrendering at this point, is this what it means to be ashamed of yourself even on that moonlit night?

While everyone was still confused, the screen jumped again......

Two names can be clearly seen on the big screen, Bo Feng Shui Gate, and Qimu Yalang.

"It's my turn, go first!" Watergate greeted a few people and walked down.

All eyes are back on the field.

In the center of the field, silver-haired, yellow-haired, fluttering.

As soon as the referee announced the start of the sentence, the silver-haired young man's short knife had already been drawn and stabbed directly forward, without the intention of making an opening statement at all.

is worthy of being a child of the Qimu family, this appearance is good...... Lu Ming, who was watching the battle, leaned against the guardrail and scolded.

Qimu Yalang's knife technique does not give people a sense of fairness and heroism, completely picking on the opponent's weak points, weird and changeable, always cutting out in the opponent's uncomfortable place, and forcing the water gate to be a little hurried for a while.

Since he was a child, he has been praised by the people around him for his extraordinary talent, and seeing that the thin yellow-haired young man in front of him can actually take over his offensive, he has become more and more competitive.

The sound of kunai and short knife clashing continued to sound in the field.

In terms of moves, Shuimen is not an opponent at all, and it is already the limit of what he can achieve if he can barely take it, but I don't know if the opponent has used all his strength.

My advantage is not here, Watergate looked at the bitter gap, and smiled bitterly and changed again.

The disadvantage was obvious, and everyone on the field could see that this yellow-haired teenager had been suppressed by Qimu Yalang.

"It's rare to see him so serious, it seems that this student called Bo Feng Shui Men is also very good."

The moonlight lit up in the dark night, and what Ape Fei said was right, although Yalang didn't use all his strength, he faintly felt that this yellow-haired young man called Bo Feng Shuimen didn't seem to be going all out.

Sitting in the center stand, Sarutobi took a deep breath of his pipe, then slowly exhaled the smoke and asked casually, "Who do you think will win?" ”

This Bo Feng Shui Sect is a disciple of Zilai Neiding, and this Qi Mu Yalang is his nephew, but he is not the kind of person who is biased, so Ape Fei Ri asked to pass the time.

"Qimu Yalang has a slightly bigger winning face, but it is not excluded that another teenager has a backhand." The sound came through the mask, a little muffled.

He didn't say anything, the battle between ninjas was never simply based on the basic strength of the two.

Ape Fei Ri nodded and turned his gaze to the field.

Watergate took a deep breath as he looked at the young man in the stands who was smiling at him.

The blue eyes were so clear that it was impossible to guess what he was thinking at this time, only to see his body fall down, with a slight force, bringing up a cloud of dust, and the whole person disappeared from everyone's field of vision.

Qimu Yalang's heart suddenly fluttered, and the crisis prompted him to instinctively flash sideways, only to feel a touch of yellow pass by his side, and then reached out and touched his cheek, the touch of the flesh cut slid on his fingertips, and a shallow mouth was overflowing with wisps of bright red.

And on the stone fingers in the field, the tattered white robe flew with a single foot of a figure, the young man had a smile on his face, and the bitter supreme in his hand was dripping with blood, and he was sighing in his heart, "Speed is my greatest weapon!" ’