Quan Xinyou was speechless, these two people too, what strength do you have, you don't have any points in your heart?

This test may be the most dangerous since the establishment of this system.

"Ahem." Sato coughed tactically, "Didn't I just say that?" It's not that we don't participate in the beginning of the middle shinobi, but to be on the safe side, we wait until the next year to participate. ”

"What is there to be afraid of dying on the road of pursuing ideals." Hirasawa was immediately unconvinced, Sato-sensei's thoughts and the thoughts she had been exposed to since childhood were completely two extremes.

"Yes, we are not afraid of death!" Daisuke Kouya, who had regained his confidence, also followed suit to express his opinion.

"Little ones, don't make a fuss." Sato also felt a lot of headaches.

For civilian ninjas, it has become customary to delay taking the middle ninja exam for a year.

There is no blood inheritance limit, no secret ninjutsu, no superhuman talent, and only relies on a warm blood to take the middle ninja exam.

It's not about dedicating oneself to ideals.

It's just a matter of sending people to death.

For those blood limit ninjas, for those family ninjas, and for those with outstanding talents, send a little bit of insignificant achievements.

Hirasawa stared at Sato through gritted teeth, and suddenly turned his head to look at Izumi Shinyu, who had not spoken.

"Izumi, what about you?"

"Me?" Izumi shook his head, "I agree with the teacher. ”

"Don't say anything else, do you think you can beat Sasuke Uchiha?"

"I ......," Hirasawa suddenly ran out of words.

Izumi Shinyu turned his head to look at Daisuke Tsutsuya, who was also angry with the meaning on the side, "Daisuke, how many layers do you think you have to defeat you?" ”

"......" was suddenly asked by him, but Daisuke Hiroya thought about it seriously, and finally shook his head slowly.

"Less than four floors."

"You also know your own strength, so why do you still dream for a hundred days?"

Hirasawa said angrily, "Izumi, don't you know that Uchiha Sasuke is the oldest, doesn't this make more sense?" ”

"Ugh." Izumi Shinyu also felt a headache.

Aren't they all ninjas?

How can he be more enthusiastic than his last world?

"Teacher, you can persuade you." Izumi Shinyu, who couldn't figure it out, handed over the responsibility to Sato again.

He wasn't without ideas about taking the shinobi exam.

After all, if he wants to learn the advanced ninjutsu left by his father, it is inevitable that he will become a middle ninja.

But this year's Zhongnin exam is really not good.

Except for this session, he is sure to bring the two of them to the final examination room in any of the Zhongnin exams.

To hell with the idea of fighting and fighting.

With his current strength, if he really wants to, he can't get it except for ninjutsu such as the Flying Thunder God Technique.

For example, some B-level and A-level ninjutsu, he can still get it, but it's just too troublesome.

The experience of wandering into the underworld all these years told him.

The things in the underworld are definitely beyond your imagination.

Is the Blood Inheritance Limit precious?

The Underworld Talks About Buying and Selling Races.

The ninjutsu of the major ninja villages, in the underground world, can't be said to have all of them, but most of them are still there.

Naturally, these things did not overflow, and the reason is simple.

One word: expensive!

Two words: very expensive!!

Three words: quite expensive!!

"Xiao Li, do you think that being the first is amazing?" Sato asked.

"Naturally, there isn't, but to a certain extent, it's a testament to strength." Hirasawa shook his head.

"Hmm." Sato nodded, "Then if I tell you that the first grade in the previous class chose to take the next year, that is, this year's middle ninja exam, do you believe it?" ”

"This ......" Hirasawa and Daisuke Kouya were stunned when they heard this.

They have the heart to believe that the teacher is lying to them, but they also understand that in such a situation, the teacher will not use such words to deceive them.

"I'm doing it for your own good, too." Sato reluctantly said the convention of civilian ninjas taking the middle ninja exam.

"If you don't believe it, you can ask your father, I believe that even they won't let you take the Zhongnin exam this year."

The two fell silent.

Quan Xinyou secretly shook his head in his heart, as a person who came over, he could understand the pain in the hearts of the two of them now.

The thousands of pride in the hearts of young people will eventually collide with the bones of reality and polish each other.

Eventually, they washed away the lead, matured, and grew up.

This is what we longed for when we were teenagers to "grow up".

But this kind of thing has to be experienced sooner or later, and it doesn't hurt to experience it earlier.

"You must now think that I, Mr. Sato, and even those seniors who came over and left these experiences are really a nest, isn't it just a mere middle ninja exam? I don't have the courage to fight hard. ”

Quan Xinyou thought about it, but decided to tell the two of them his opinion.

"But, I'll just ask you a question: If you die, who will support your parents in their old age?"

"The village? Relatives? Friend? ”

"Oh, Daisuke, you have to understand that death is actually not terrible, what is terrible is the price of death."

"If you're really afraid of death, Sato-sensei can become a special ninja, Uncle Kosuke can become a special ninja, and Daisuke your father can become a special ninja?"

"That's all, if you still want to die, I'll accompany you, anyway, I'm alone now, and I don't have so many worries."

After hearing this, Sato looked at him in amazement, as if he saw a brand-new disciple who had strengthened 99+.

I can't see it, the little guy who is usually the most out of tune, but his thinking is extraordinarily mature, but the two who are usually serious are still childish.

Is this unusual maturity due to the death of parents......

"Xiao Li, Daisuke, although Izumi's words are a little rough, but the core is still fine."

Seeing that the two of them had fallen into a negative state, Sato hurriedly persuaded them.

"Next year, we will take the Zhongnin exam next year."

"Teacher!" Hirasawa suddenly said, "I decided to give up this year's middle ninja exam. ”

"Me too."

Both of them looked depressed, causing Sato to panic again.

The result was getting the result he wanted.

But the question is, how does the more he thinks about it, the more wrong it becomes?

Do you always feel like you've become a bad teacher who prevents students from unleashing the enthusiasm of young people?

Rushed to the hospital for a sudden illness, and Sato, who was at a loss, suddenly turned his eyes for help to his comrades.

Izumi Xinyou quietly gave a thumbs up to his right hand and gave a look that you can do.

Sato was suddenly depressed and wanted to vomit blood.

Can I do it?

If I did, would this happen?

No, I can!

Bah! Sato only felt that his brain was like a cat plucking a ball of yarn, a mess.

In the end, under Sato's repeated promises and assurances, Hirasawa and Daisuke Hiroya were finally no longer so depressed.

"Hoo ......"

Hirasawa took a deep breath and spit it out again, suddenly feeling his clogged chest unblocked.