Konoha's talent

Three generations continued to listen, and did not rush to express their opinions.

Applying for graduation shouldn't make Kawashima look for himself so anxiously.

"But these two Uchiha children have just started school in the first half of the year, and one of them took a few months of leave last semester."

Kawashima raised his head and narrated the ins and outs of the matter clearly.

"Is that so?"

Three generations put the chimney on the desk and spit out a puff of white smoke.

His eyes narrowed, his expression solemn.

"What are the names of these two students?"

"Uchiha Shisui and Uchiha Saitama!"

These two names gave the three generations some impression, as if they had seen it on the freshman enrollment list.

At school, did you seem to be doing well?

Three generations fell into contemplation again.

"If you apply for graduation according to the normal process, you have no reason to stop it, do you?"

Three generations said to Kawashima, who was sitting in great danger.

"Yes, then I will go down first, Master Naruto."

The Hokage office was quiet again, with only the smack of smoking from time to time.

...

"Then, I grant your application."

Kawashima looked at the two and a half children standing in front of him with a serious face.

Although both are only six years old, Kawashima can't tell from them the immaturity and ignorance that some children of the same age should have.

What he can feel from these two children is the peace of all this.

"Graduation assessment will be arranged at 2 o'clock in the afternoon, and you can complete the graduation assessment after ten minutes of undefeated battles!"

Kawashima stated the requirements and time of the graduation assessment.

Thanks to the bald leader, Saitama and Zhishui walked out.

It’s lunch time right away, and it’s not long before the afternoon assessment.

"No problem, Shishui."

"It's not a big problem."

Shisui tilted his head and smiled at Saitama on the side.

So the time came to the afternoon!

"Who will come first?!"

The invigilator is a teacher at the Ninja School. He is in his twenties, and his strength is probably at the level of Zhongren. He is responsible for the invigilation of the graduation assessment.

Behind the invigilator stood two ninjas wearing ninja vests, ordinary-looking ninjas, not Saitama's impressive ninjas.

Zhishui came out and said to the invigilator: "I'll come first! Teacher."

After speaking, he put his hand on the short knife and looked at the two Nakanin.

"Choose one to fight, stop till you click!"

The invigilator squinted and looked behind him.

"Just the ninja who wears the sword!"

Shishui is neither overbearing nor overbearing.

The ninja who was named showed a slight smile.

He would not care about these students who applied for early graduation.

The students who dare to do this are not too bad.

And he also saw the Uchiha clan emblem on the clothes of the two students.

These people are just like that kid from the Qimu family a few years ago. Although they are young, they are not weak.

Looking at the boy in front of him solemnly, Zhongren No.1 licked his lips.

The pleasure of defeating these geniuses is also very strong!

"So, let's get started!"

After looking at the two who were ready, the invigilator waved his hand to signal the start.

This is a training ground, and it occupies a relatively open area, and the battle can be completely free.

Stepping aside, Saitama and others looked at the two who were about to fight.

On the other hand, Zhongnin 2 began to quietly observe Saitama, investigating intelligence for the next battle.

Both Shishui and Zhongnin 1 used ninja swords to fight, and they naturally fought in close quarters.

"Boom!"

For the first time, Zhishui and Zhongren-1 collided.

Due to height and age, the first time, the water stop is suppressed!

Gritting his teeth, Zhishui kicked the opponent.

However, Zhongren No. 1 was accidentally kicked in the thigh by Shishui.

After the two hits, both choose to retreat.

Staring at that Zhongren, Shisui felt unprecedented pressure.

This is just Zhongnin!

With his eyes condensed, Zhishui appeared on his face with a firm expression.