Naruto God-level Career System

Chapter 9 Target the strongest ninja

At this time, Third Generation’s speech is also coming to an end.

“Okay, the opening speech is over. Everyone, please find your own class according to the previous division.”

With the end of the Third Generation speech, Mukuro also opened an envelope that Chūnin had handed him.

“Once a year!?”

Mukuro slowly found the place for the annual shift.

When I first entered the class, I saw a lot of familiar faces-Hatake Kakashi, Yuri Hong, Sarutobi Asuma, Uchiha Obito, Harano Lin, Shiranui Genma, and the two Konohas of Shinyuki Izumo and Gangkotetsu in the future. Door partner.

“One class a year, it looks like it should be the so-called elite class.” Mukuro couldn’t help thinking as he looked at everyone in front of him.

Before long, a ninja wearing a Konoha Shinobi forehead protector and a green ninja-style vest walked into the class and stood on the podium.

“Hello everyone, my name is Takajiro, and I will be your future instructor of Shinobu School. Let’s first introduce yourself and get to know each other. Hobbies, interests, goals, etc. are all OK.”

“Hatake Kakashi comes first.” Takajiro naturally nodded Hatake Kakashi’s name.

I saw Hatake Kakashi walked to the podium with a cool expression and said:

“Hatake Kakashi, hobby is practicing swordsmanship, and hates being disturbed by practicing swordsmanship. The goal is to become a father-like ninja.” After that, he walked off the stage.

“He is Hatake Kakashi, the son of Lord White Fang.”

“I heard that Genin has the strength now.”

“How is it possible? He is only five years old like us now.”

“Idiot, this is what my father told me. My father is an elite Chūnin.”

“My name is Yurihong, and my hobby is flower arranging. I don’t have any dislikes yet. My best friends are Mukuro and Anko. The goal is to become a powerful ninja.” Seeing Yurihong on the podium, the discussion began.

“Red sunset? It’s so beautiful.”

“Yeah, it would be great if it were my girlfriend.”

“Damn it, how could it be yours, it’s obviously mine.”

“Next, Mitarashi Mukuro.”

When Mukuro heard calling himself, he walked up to the podium, first looking around the people under the podium.

After a long while, he slowly said:

“Mitarashi Mukuro has a lot of hobbies and a lot of dislikes. As for the goal…” Before Mukuro’s words were finished, it exploded below.

“What? Isn’t hobbing just a prank?”

“That’s it, drag something, it will definitely be the tail of the crane in the class in the future.”

“Damn it, actually still Hong’s best friend, I must show him a good look in the future.”

Seeing the noisy voice below, Mukuro was a little upset: “Can you let me finish talking first.?”

An aura that originated from Ashura’s bloodline burst out involuntarily. These little ghosts who weren’t even ninjas felt a trance, and even Kakashi’s gaze at Mukuro became more serious.

Seeing the quiet people in front of him, Mukuro nodded in satisfaction before continuing:

“As for the goal, no, it should be that I want to state a fact that will definitely happen in the future. I, Mitarashi Mukuro, will become the strongest ninja in the entire ninja world! Surpassing Master First Generation, surpassing Uchiha Madara… and finally surpassing Six Paths Immortal!”

53, 54, 55…

Seeing his reputation rise little by little, Mukuro couldn’t help but be delighted.

As for such a high profile, will it be peeped by others?

Mukuro said that as the only male in this generation in the Mitarashi family, before Konoha wants to move oneself, he must first weigh whether he has the strength and courage to fight Konoha Anbu.

You said that if the wood is beautiful in the forest, the wind will destroy it?

It’s ridiculous. Take a look at the Kage-level powerhouses in the ninja world. Which one has not been baptized by war before arguing at the pinnacle of the ninja world?

After being quiet for about half a minute, a greater commotion broke out in the entire classroom.

“What, what a big talk.”

“I still want to surpass Master First Hokage, how is it possible? Dream.”

“Yes, let me see, he can’t even graduate from Ninja School.”

Mukuro ignored the people who were discussing himself at the meeting, and went straight off the podium and took a seat on the side.

The red sitting next to him did not look like everyone else, but looked at Mukuro and cheered: “Mukuro, I believe you, you will definitely become the strongest ninja in the ninja world.”

“Of course, I believe in myself too.” Mukuro smiled.

Seeing Mukuro’s high spirits, red can’t help but glowing on his face, making Mukuro a little confused.

The whole classroom is noisy like a vegetable market, and Takajiro, a teacher of Ninja School, is also one of the first two teachers, and for a while, he doesn’t know what to do.

He knew very well that the identities of all the students in front of him were not simple, otherwise he would not be arranged to enter this elite class.

But it wasn’t that Chūnin could provoke him. It took a long time to calm down the whole class’s discussions.

Looking at the quiet people, Takajiro said: “Okay, everyone knows, let’s take an entrance test. The content of the assessment is one of the most basic skills of ninja-ninja throwing.

The first place in this test will also be tentatively designated as the chief student of the class. Everyone prepares. Thirty minutes later, the Ninja School No. 1 training ground will gather. ”

“The chief student, it has nothing to do with us. Guess who it is?”

“It should be Hatake Kakashi, he is a genius.”

“I guess it’s Sarutobi Asuma, after all, he is the son of Lord Naruto.”

“The chief student? Since they have already said that they want to become the strongest ninja, of course the identity of the chief student can only belong to me, not to mention this is a good opportunity to gain prestige.” Mukuro couldn’t help but think.

Ninja School No. 1 Training Ground.

Mukuro looked at the target 30 meters away in front of him. It was fixed on a few trees. There were targets facing him, targets hanging diagonally on branches, and even two targets with zero angles. It was difficult to throw. Not low.

[During the new book period, I don’t ask for flowers or rewards. The great collection of readers is my biggest motivation. Thank you, Lao Na. 】