"So it's you?"

"You know me?"

Sha Chen sneered:

"Your name is still a bit famous among the Shinin. The unlucky guy with average strength is delusional to pursue the proud Temari. It is indeed hard for anyone to be as shameless as possible."

"Whether it is a good reputation or a bad reputation, I am also famous. It would be better not to have a name that is too similar to me..."

"I don't want to do it either. Someone used to misunderstand that fool-like 'Red Sand Dust' was me, and it was very hard to explain it clearly..."

"I really didn't think about changing my name?"

"Compared to this, I'm happier to beat you, the guy who caused me trouble..."

"You made the wrong choice!"

The negotiation failed, and Daimaru's arm, which was a little numb because of the heavy punch, recovered as usual.

"It's a loss to be too stubborn."

He bent his legs slightly, then exerted force suddenly, rushed forward, and punched his right arm straight.

Bang!

The fist was held by Sandun's left hand, and the two continued to compete.

Damana pointed his left hand like a knife, stabbing Sandun's chest and abdomen, and was also grabbed by the other party's wrist without any delay.

"I said, don't compare me with those two fools..."

"Idiot? You've been mingled with them, how smart can you be?"

The left hand retracts the knife and turns it into a single-handed print, and the chakra of the big jungle is injected into the sand and soil under the feet.

"Tiu Lun·Sand Dance!"

The large area of ​​land under his feet began to become soft, like a terrifying mouth, sucking the two of them down until they were submerged at their waists.

"This is……"

Shachen looked at Damaru who sneered in surprise,

"Buried yourself in together, what are you thinking?"

"My time is precious, I don't want to waste it on you..."

I have to contact Temari later. There are really few opportunities to meet openly and can't be wasted a moment.

"Everyone is trapped in the mud and sand, are you so sure to defeat me in a close fight?"

He was restricted from his actions. Although he could not use many means, he wanted to fight a man with his fist, and Shachen thought he would not lose to the opponent who had a duel after a disagreement.

"The passion from the flesh is also the romance of men!"

"Who wants to punch you?"

Daimaru said disdainfully, grabbed Shachen's arms with his backhand, completely blocking the possibility of his opponent's escape.

"You deserve the romance of men?"

As he finished speaking, Omaru's burly back squirmed, and a petite arm stretched out from his somewhat wide and fancy top, followed by his head, body and legs.

"Are you a puppet master?"

"Yes, you don't know?"

"I've never heard of you having a puppet!"

"Nonsense, I've never used it before, you can hear it, it's a hell."

"You... in order to defeat me, you actually used a trump card that you never exposed?"

"Brother, don't gild yourself on your face. Even if you don't use the puppet master's method, you are not an opponent. I just want to fight quickly, so I want to try to see if you, a fool, will be fooled. As a result, you really treat me as a fool..."

The puppet, close to the height of his arm, sat on Dawan's shoulder, took out the folding fan behind him leisurely, spread it out slowly, and then pointed the spikes at the end of the fan bone towards the dust's throat.

"Play such a trick..."

The sandstorm still doesn't accept it,

"Do you think you can beat me like this? Let you see..."

Bang……

Damaru beat the trembling harsh words from the sand and dust to swallow.

"Referee, haven't the winner decided yet? The poison on my puppet is too fatal, I don't carry an antidote on my body, it's too troublesome to detoxify. The other party refuses to admit defeat, and I'm in a difficult situation..."

The referee, who did not reveal his true face at all, said quietly:

"At critical moment, ninjas need to recognize the situation. It's nothing to say big things, as long as they can afford the price! As for whether they can survive..."

The referee said something chilling in a sinister tone.

"This is just an internal test. If he dies like this, he will be unlucky..."

"How is that..."

puff……

The sharp blade cut through the armor and skin of Sand and stabbed into its upper arm.

After a few breaths, Shachen's face turned red first, and then turned pale. The symptoms of difficulty breathing became more and more serious, and he fainted after a while.

"The winner, Damaru!"

After the verdict was announced, the referee quickly stuffed a pill of detoxification into the sand dust's mouth, and then pulled the two of them out of the quicksand trap together.

"You are very good..."

"Thank you for your praise! I'll ask you, what do you call me?"

"When you can fight side by side with me one day, you will naturally know!"

The referee carried the unconscious sandstorm on his shoulders.

"Your poison is really exaggerated. Even taking the poison pills doesn't work much. I want to send this kid to first aid. For the rest, you can go find Ma Ji Shang Nin..."

"It's causing you trouble!"

As soon as the words were finished, the figure in front of him disappeared.

"The instant body technique of Shangnin is so fast that I can't even react!"

Damaru, who shook his head, patted the dust on his body, allowing Yemu, who was less injured, to support Qian, who had just woken up and was a little exhausted, and walked towards the center of the examination room where Maji Shangren was.

"We've won?"

I only saw Qian at the end but was still unclear, so I watched Yemu, who defeated the dust and sand after three or two seconds of removal, and felt so complicated that I didn't know how to express it.

"With me here, there is no problem with the test at this level."

The loss was unclear and the winning was unclear. The two female ninjas were happy and the sense of crisis also came to their minds.

I didn’t know how big the gap was, and I still had some expectations. Now I know, I should let go of my luck. If I can’t keep up with my teammates and be abandoned again, it will only be a matter of time.

...

"Did Yinfeng's team win?"

Maki confirmed Damaru and Chiwaya's eligibility and nodded in admiration.

"It's a surprise that there is a group of alternate teams winning. But are those guys from the intelligence department lazy? There are so many surprises in this year's strength assessment..."

The victory of the Toshifune team was not easy. Chiwaya Ye was in poor condition, while Daimaru was almost unscathed. It should be a team with one core and two auxiliary players.

"Go down and wait. After the qualifications of the last team are confirmed, I will explain to you the precautions for this exam."

The original candidate had already gone halfway. When Damaru approached, a familiar figure came over.

"Damamaru, you won too? I knew you could do it..."

"It's timely profitable, why are you so miserable?"

"It's hard to describe it!"

The former teammate, covered in blood and dust, smiled bitterly,
Chapter completed!