Naruto: Survive to the end and send everyone away

"These people are really noisy!!" Kaori said very irritably, with a slight force in her hand, and the bottle that had no water was completely deformed.

Seeing that the noise in the audience was getting louder, the examiner opened his mouth to maintain order and announced that the fourth battle was about to start to divert the audience's attention.

March reached out and pulled the hood on Xiao Jindou's collar to the front, helped him bring it, covered his ears with both hands, and said in Xiao Jindou's puzzled eyes: "Whether it is now or in the future, just do what you think is right, don't care what others say, I will always support your decision." Then he

let go of his hand, held the railing with one hand, and turned over handsomely to the field.

When the audience saw the fourth battle that was about to start on the field, they stopped their dissatisfaction with Xiao Jindou and began to cheer and cheer for the two people on the field.

"Really, it felt like the two of us were monkeys in a cage for watching. Orihara put one hand behind his neck, and his tone was a little mocking but a little displeased.

His voice is well controlled, only March can hear it, and if this is heard by the audience, it is estimated that it will be another round of noise.

March didn't pay attention to his words, just slowly pulled out his knife, played a knife flower, and pointed straight at Orihara.

Orihara put down his hand and looked at March seriously: "Say it in advance, although I don't want your life very much, but they give too much!"

March shook off the ice ballast on his knife and quickly rushed towards Orihara, and came up with a sharp knife slash.

Orihara also stepped back in time to dodge March's attack, but it was still a second slower, and a long cut was cut on the placket of his chest.

Seeing that March still wanted to continue swinging the knife at him, Orihara quickly sealed, and a transparent ice wall appeared in front of him, blocking March's attack, and also jammed March's knife, and at the same time, March's feet were also frozen to the calf, unable to move.

Orihara dodged out from the side of the ice wall, holding the kunai in his hand and stabbing it towards March's chest.

Mitsuki had no choice but to abandon the knife in his hand, leaning slightly to the side to avoid Kunai's sharp head, and before Orihara swung it, he also took out Kunai to resist, and at the same time gathered Chakra on his feet, shaking open the ice on it.

Mitsuki reached out and grabbed Orihara's forearm, pulling Orihara closer to himself while lifting his leg and pressing his knee hard against his stomach, forcing him to let out a muffled grunt of pain before pushing him away.

March regained his grip on the hilt of the knife and poured chakra into it, the blade of the blade glowing white and trembling slightly, and the transparent ice wall began to crack and then crack, and finally the entire ice wall collapsed.

Orihara looked at the white light knife in March's hand, and his heart tightened.

It is a weapon made of special metal, which not only instills chakra more easily than other weapons made of common metal, but also expands the damage by reducing the amount of chakra the user induces, which can be said to be a very practical weapon, but the price is too expensive and very rare.

March rushed forward again, waving the knife in his hand, this month, March under the guidance of Hachiki Shuomao, remove the superfluous movements, all the movements are very simple, but the feeling of swinging out is different, faintly, Orihara actually felt a sense of depression with a little killing intent, like a little Grim Reaper who is learning how to harvest life.

March's swing of the knife became faster and faster, and Orihara had no chance to breathe at all, so he could only block it.

Damn, why is this guy's progress so fast?! This is completely different from the knife technique of a month ago!!

Sitting in the audience, Qimu Shuo Shigeru's eyes were full of pride.

Takumi in the open space rubbed the green stubble on his chin with his hand: "Don't say, this kid still has a bit of talent in knives, it's only been less than a month, and his swing is completely different from before."

"Of course, you don't look at who taught it. Qimu Shuomao raised his heart of love for talent, and reached out to wrap his hand around the shoulder of Takumi in the open space: "Otherwise, you can hand him over to me and let him learn the knife with me."

Takumi looked at his smug look, and said in a gloomy tone of resentment: "My subordinates are going to be snatched away, woo woo, so pitiful me." "

That's it!" Hachiki Shuomao patted his arm and settled the matter.

"Actually, you just want to accumulate some experience in teaching people before teaching Kakashi. "

When his friends knew his true thoughts, he generously admitted it.

"Woo woo, my subordinates are so pitiful, they have become guinea pigs......" Takumi in the open space faked a cry, and his body fell on Qimu Shuomao's body as soon as he tilted.

Qimu Shuomao frowned slightly, and pushed the open space away with a disgusted face: "It's really enough." There

was a crying sound in his mouth, but there was a gloating expression on his face, not too weird.

Takumi in the open space looked at March, who pulled Orihara into his rhythm, and although he was a little reluctant to let his subordinates be taught by others, it was much better to learn from this guy than from him.

Although the two discussed the result, whether they could get what they wanted in the end still needed to ask the Hokage for advice.

There were a few more wounds on Orihara's body, and the red blood that flowed out infected the clothes around the wounds, and the occasional dust and sand also fell on it, becoming a little embarrassed.

It can't go on like this.

Orihara blocked March's attack again, but his hands were a little shaky, and his eyes were a little black, and he felt a sense of dizziness, which was a symptom of excessive blood loss.

He desperately needed a chance to fight back.

March also saw Orihara's state, but he didn't plan to stop like that.

If you want to win, one is to make the opponent admit defeat, and the other is to make the opponent have no combat effectiveness, that is, faint or ...... Death.

March didn't want Orihara's life, so he could only lose too much blood and go into a coma.

The kunai in Orihara's hand was chopped by Mitsuki, and he used the power of his waist to lean his upper body back, dodging the knife that Mitsuki slashed at his chest, and his hands took the opportunity to seal.

"Ice Escape, Thousand Honjin!" A

large number of transparent Thousand Burns condensed in the air, all aimed at March, and flew towards March under Orihara's control.

March poured the chakra into the knife again, and the blade brightened a little, and then he turned the knife like a stick with both hands.

The fast-spinning knife was like a spinning fan, turning into a white shield to resist the ice Senbon that kept flying towards him.

Orihara, who took the opportunity to get a respite, sealed his hands again.