newbobooks Chapter 500 Naruto World
Chapter 500 Naruto World
In the world of Naruto, I feel the void and the endless.
Having transmigrated into the Naruto world, Zhang Hai has gone from his peak to an ordinary life. Looking at his weakened body, it's as if this place is a reflection of himself.
However, being able to start over is perhaps a very meaningful step.
After all, the wonders of this world need to be experienced firsthand.
Zhang Hai leaned against the rough tree trunk at the edge of the training field, the afternoon sun filtering through the leaves and casting dappled shadows on him.
He half-closed his eyes, enjoying this rare moment of leisure, but a lingering bitter herbal smell filled his nostrils, as if someone was brewing some unpalatable soup not far away.
Just as this laziness was about to engulf him, a focused gaze fell upon him.
Zhang Hai calmly lifted his eyelids and followed the gaze. A blond-haired boy, who looked to be about the same age, was standing quietly not far away.
The child had an extremely delicate face, and what was most striking were his clear, azure eyes, as bright as the sky after a rain.
Zhang Hai's heart skipped a beat. That signature blond hair and blue eyes, that gentle and reserved demeanor…
...
He was almost certain that this was the future Fourth Hokage, Naruto Uzumaki's legendary father.
The boy seemed to notice Zhang Hai's response. He nodded to Zhang Hai in a friendly manner, then lowered his head, pulled out a slightly worn book from his ninja tool bag, and began to read it as if no one else was around.
The shrill assembly bell shattered the afternoon tranquility, like some kind of metal gear turning roughly in your ear, making a teeth-grinding noise.
The outdoor class has begun.
The students quickly lined up on the field. The teacher, a middle-aged man with a serious face, stood with his hands behind his back, scanning each person with a scrutinizing gaze.
“During wartime, you have no time to grow slowly,” he said in a loud but flat voice. “The Three Body Techniques, step forward one by one to demonstrate. Those who fail will not have dinner.” At his command, the students stepped forward one after another.
No one failed; even the most basic clone technique was incredibly solid. The shadow of war fostered these precocious children.
When it was the blond-haired boy's turn, he used only one seal, and with a few soft "bangs," four shadow clones identical to him appeared on the field, each one composed and far superior to his peers.
His substitution and transformation techniques are equally impeccable, and his movements are so fast that he leaves almost only a blur.
"Your foundation is good, but real combat is the only true test of a ninja." The instructor seemed quite satisfied; he nodded and then pulled a list from his pocket.
Zhang Hai tasted a faint, almost imperceptible coppery rust flavor, like licking an old coin.
The instructor cleared his throat, his fingertip tracing a rough mark on the list. He paused for half a second before speaking, "Practice battles are the fastest way to improve, so today we'll use wooden kunai, because Konoha ninjas must be close to nature. Now, those whose names I call, please step forward." He began reading the group list, and the surrounding air instantly became tense.
"Uchiha Akihiro versus Inuzuka Tsurugi." "Aburame Shiki versus Hyuga Hizashi."...
...
After reading through a series of names, the teacher's gaze finally fell on Zhang Hai and the blond boy.
"The last group, Minato Namikaze versus Akira Uchiha." It was him after all.
Zhang Hai knew in his heart that he was about to face the man who would one day become known as the "Yellow Flash" and dominate the ninja world.
The two stood facing each other in the center of the field, each holding a smooth wooden kunai.
The sunlight was a bit dazzling, and the air was filled with the smell of earth and sweat, along with a very faint, out-of-season scent of lavender.
Minato Namikaze's deep blue eyes were full of seriousness, without the slightest hint of disdain.
He didn't say anything more, but simply lowered his body slightly and assumed a standard attack stance.
The next second, his figure vanished into thin air.
Zhang Hai's pupils contracted sharply, and before he could even catch the other person's movements, a sharp gust of wind had already attacked him from behind the neck!
Without a second thought, he formed a hand seal, instantly stripping away his senses and transforming himself into a cold, hard wooden stake.
With a muffled "thud," Minato's kunai pierced deeply into the substitute's wooden body, while Zhang Hai's real body appeared five meters away, a thin layer of sweat breaking out on his back.
So fast!
Without pausing for the moment after missing his first strike, Minato executed a beautiful somersault in mid-air, his right leg sweeping across with a whistling sound – the classic Leaf Whirlwind technique of Konoha Fluid Technique.
Zhang Hai could almost feel a damp wool sweater sticking to his skin, making him feel sticky and uncomfortable.
He immediately crouched down, narrowly avoiding a kick that could have broken a neck, and then braced himself with his hands while kicking his other leg back at the supporting foot of the water gate like a venomous snake emerging from its hole.
Minato reacted just as quickly, jumping off one foot to dodge the attack while simultaneously forming hand seals.
"Shadow Clone Technique!" "Boom! Boom!" Two Minatos appeared simultaneously, attacking Zhang Hai from three different directions.
Zhang Hai dared not be negligent and also created two shadow clones to fight back.
In an instant, figures crisscrossed the field, the sounds of wooden kunai colliding and fists clashing filled the air, so fast that it was dazzling and impossible to distinguish which was the real person and which was the clone.
The training ground had fallen silent, save for the sounds of Zhang Hai and Shui Men's intense fight.
The other group matches had already ended, and both the winners and losers, like the instructor, were now gathered around the edge of the field, watching this match that far exceeded their expectations with shocked expressions.
The distant sound of temple bells seemed particularly jarring in the tense atmosphere.
They had assumed this would be a one-sided battle, since Minato Namikaze was the undisputed genius of this generation. However, the previously unknown Uchiha Akira was able to hold his own against him, even holding his own in terms of taijutsu and ninjutsu.
Just how much of this kid's strength is he hiding? The instructor frowned, his eyes filled with inquiry.
In the midst of the fierce exchange, Zhang Hai caught a glimpse of the growing crowd around him, and the expressions on their faces that were a mixture of surprise and curiosity.
He felt a chill run down his spine; he realized he had gone too far.
For an "outsider" who wants to keep a low profile, such attention-seeking is definitely not a good thing.
His goal was not to defeat the future Fourth Generation, but to blend into this era unnoticed.
Thinking this, he deliberately slowed his movements by half a second, and instead of perfectly parrying a side kick, he awkwardly tried to block it.
A sudden, refreshing lemon scent wafted into my nostrils. ...That's the flaw!