SEC Chapter 510 Wahahaha
Chapter 510 Wahahaha
No sooner had he finished speaking than the classroom window was suddenly flung open from the outside with a loud bang. A white-haired, spiky-haired man jumped in with an extremely flamboyant air. He put his hands on his hips and laughed loudly: "Hahaha! I am the legendary sage of Mount Myōboku, who has captivated countless girls and possesses both strength and wisdom—" Before he could finish speaking, a fist wrapped in green chakra slammed into his face from behind.
The white-haired man let out a scream and flew out like a cannonball, smashing a large hole in the wall on the other side of the classroom.
A woman with a voluptuous figure and long blonde hair walked in through the window, rubbing her fists and grumbling, "Idiot Jiraiya, couldn't you just come in through the main door normally?!" Immediately afterward, a pale-faced man with golden vertical pupils silently appeared beside her. He licked his lips with his long tongue and said in a hoarse, androgynous voice, "Tsunade, your temper is still as bad as ever." "The Legendary Sannin!" The classroom erupted instantly, all the students standing up excitedly, their faces filled with admiration and excitement.
These three were the Third Hokage's most prized disciples, the legendary Sannin who made a name for themselves on the battlefield!
They've come to select new recruits too! Without a doubt, they'll be the most popular candidates for this graduation assessment.
Tsunade looked at Jiraiya, who had crawled out of the hole in the wall with a bruised and swollen face, and snorted coldly.
"What a piece of trash. A ninja who can't even make a proper entrance can't protect his comrades. Because a slow ninja must have very little chakra, he's destined to be trash."
The legendary Sannin made their appearance, bringing the atmosphere to a climax.
Although other Jonin and Chunin appeared later, their brilliance paled in comparison to these three dazzling stars, causing little ripple.
The Jonin and Chunin were also quite self-aware, and simply stood quietly to the side, waiting for the students to make their choices.
Zhang Hai leaned against the wall, his hands in his pockets, looking completely indifferent.
He could feel a slight, tingling sensation on his back, as if ants were crawling on it.
His gaze casually swept over everyone present, lingering for a moment on Orochimaru's dangerous golden vertical pupils before quickly shifting away, finally settling on Tsunade's impressive figure, where he unabashedly admired her for a few more seconds.
"The assessment begins now!" At the teacher's command, all the students in the classroom rushed out like tigers released from their cages.
They rushed forward, afraid of falling behind and missing the opportunity. In an instant, dust filled the corridor, and the noise was deafening.
A faint, bitter taste, similar to burnt popcorn, rose on Zhang Hai's tongue.
Amidst the chaos, a golden figure, with an overwhelming lead, instantly left everyone behind.
Minato Namikaze moved with lightning speed, creating a visible and enormous distance between himself and the second-place finisher, and charged towards a training ground with a clear objective.
On the playground, the situation became even more chaotic. In their struggle for their favorite teacher, some students even resorted to physical fights, with the sounds of ninjutsu and taijutsu clashing constantly filling the air.
The teachers simply watched quietly and did not intervene.
This is also part of the test; the competition has already begun from this moment.
The most popular choice was Orochimaru's, forming a huge, dark mass that made up almost a third of the total.
His powerful and mysterious aura held a fatal attraction for these young men and women who craved power.
In this surging crowd, only one figure walks against the current.
Zhang Hai calmly walked through the chaotic crowd and headed straight for the most secluded corner of the playground.
There, a seemingly lazy Chunin was leaning against a big tree, yawning, seemingly unconcerned about the struggle unfolding before him.
Zhang Hai walked up to him, and the Chunin lazily opened his eyes, glanced at him, and said, "Oh? You choose me? Have you thought it through? My test is very simple and boring." Zhang Hai nodded to indicate his agreement.
Just as the Chunin was about to announce the assessment content, a hoarse, somewhat mocking voice suddenly rang out behind them.
"Wait a minute." The voice made the Chunin's body stiffen abruptly. The laziness on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a deep-seated fear and awe.
He could feel a slippery, cold touch on his fingertips, like touching the scales of a snake.
Orochimaru had silently appeared behind them at some point, his golden vertical pupils fixed on Zhang Hai with great interest.
The chunin swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down for about half a second.
He hurriedly took two steps back, bowed his head respectfully, and his voice trembled slightly: "M-Orochimaru-sama!" Orochimaru ignored him, only sticking out his long tongue and licking his lips, his gaze never leaving Zhang Hai.
“This brat, I’m a little interested.” His voice carried an unquestionable command. “Before your assessment begins, I’ll test him first. After all, the geniuses of the Uchiha clan are always very interesting, so I need to personally confirm whether his eyes are red enough, because only red eyes can prove he’s a genius.” The Chunin didn’t dare utter a single word of nonsense and could only nod repeatedly in agreement, obediently stepping aside.
The noise on the playground seemed to have stopped, and everyone's attention was drawn to this secluded corner.
They couldn't understand why one of the legendary Sannin would be interested in a nobody from the Uchiha clan who had chosen to become a regular Chunin.
Zhang Hai frowned slightly as he looked at the man in front of him who exuded a dangerous aura, and a sense of foreboding washed over him.
The trouble he tried so hard to avoid seemed to have come knocking on his door anyway.
Zhang Hai's heart sank. He never expected to encounter Orochimaru himself personally taking part in a graduation exam.
No, he quickly realized that what was in front of him was probably just a shadow clone; otherwise, someone of the Sannin's status wouldn't be so carefree.
He could feel a slight, stinging pain on the back of his neck, like being pricked by a pin.
He immediately thought of the theft of the Book of Seals that night, and realized that he was probably already being watched by the Third Hokage, or rather, by the man in front of him.