Water bears at the beginning, wet bone forest eating old people

The Chunin Exams are still going on.

There was silence in the audience.

No one knows what Mitarai Toumaru is insisting on.

Judging from the strength on paper, everyone can see that Mitarai Toumaru has tried his best, but the gap is too big.

Dongwan himself probably knows this too.

But even though he was injured, he still didn't give up.

"Why, teacher, he obviously can't beat Orochimaru~"

Jiraiya leaned on the railing, feeling a little sorry. Although Orochimaru was his teammate, Mitarai Toumaru looked too miserable.

Half of his left arm was blown into a bloody mess. Although the bones were not injured, he was bleeding profusely.

The left half of his body was also badly burned, his clothes were tattered, and he looked like half a beggar.

"This is a ninja, Jiraiya."

Hiruzen took a puff of his cigarette and said slowly, "If it were you, you'd probably fight harder than him~"

Jiraiya thought about it and it seemed to be true. There were times when he couldn't give up and was unwilling to give up.

If it looks like it’s going to fail, will it definitely fail?

"Those who believe in miracles are themselves as remarkable as the miracles themselves~"

Gu Zang lay lazily on Tsunade's shoulder and muttered something. Jiraiya immediately turned his head to look at Gu Zang.

"Mr. Gu Zang! You are indeed very talented! This is what I wanted to say!"

Gu Zang scratched the air with his claws. There is still the second half of the sentence.

There are actually many people who believe in miracles, but miracles rarely actually happen.

In the field.

Mitarai Toumaru's movements became slower and slower.

He seemed to be supporting his body with his two legs, constantly swinging his upper body and attacking Orochimaru.

And Orochimaru just watched silently as Toumaru attacked weakly again and again, dodging each attack just in time.

There are no ninjutsu, no secret techniques, and no fancy and cool moves.

Mitarai Toumaru's eyes were a little blurred, and all that was left was willpower, willpower to prove himself.

Chop hands, swing arms, and kick legs with difficulty.

Mitarai Toumaru attacked slowly like a zombie, while Orochimaru was like a puppeteer playing with a puppet, dodging all of Toumaru's attacks with his nimble footwork.

"Hit him!"

I don't know who shouted in the audience.

In an instant, the quiet audience seemed to explode.

"One more punch and it'll hit you!"

"You still have strength!"

"Close! Almost there!"

"Do your best! Show your generosity!"

"Mitarashi Tomaru! Punch!!!"

Mitarai Toumaru's persistence seemed to have infected a large number of ordinary people who were unwilling to fall. The audience in the stands imitated Toumaru's movements, waving their arms in the air, as if this could give Toumaru strength.

The boiling sound echoed in Orochimaru's ears and vaguely reached Touma's ears.

Orochimaru's expression remained indifferent as he calmly dodged Toumaru's increasingly slower attacks. After each dodge, he would even stop, waiting for Toumaru to stagger and steady himself from falling, resting for a moment and gathering strength to stand up and swing his arms next time.

As for Dongwan, he couldn't hear the shouting clearly.

He gritted his teeth, feeling the constant roar coming from his body as if it was about to fall apart, the sound drowned out the shouts from the audience.

"I...will not give up..."

Another swing of the arms.

"I won't admit defeat..."

one more time.

But this time, Dongwan was unable to keep his balance.

Orochimaru dodged the attack, stretched out his arm, and crossed it across Toumaru's abdomen, catching Toumaru's body as he was about to fall to the ground.

With two more swings than he calculated, Mitarai Toumaru had just exceeded the limit of his body, so much so that Orochimaru almost forgot to catch his body.

"Mitawashimaru, huh? I, Orochimaru, recognize you."

Mitarai Toumaru slowly raised his arm, and that half of his arm was shaking like a sieve, the frequency of which was even faster than the speed of a burst blood vessel bleeding.

He lightly hit Orochimaru's shoulder, and then the arm went limp. This was the last bit of strength he had squeezed out.

"Hit!"

"you made it!"

"I know you can do it, Mitarai! Toumaru!!!"

The audience was instantly boiling, as if Toumaru was the winner.

Dongwan has already fainted. His body is overloaded. He is still wasting his body in this way while injured. The fact that he can hold on until now is considered very tenacious.

Mitomon En instantly appeared beside Orochimaru.

He did not announce the result of the match because the result was clear and there was no need to declare a winner.

Mizutomen En gently took the limp Mitarai Toumaru from Orochimaru's arms, nodded to Orochimaru, and then flashed away with Toumaru.

During the Chunin Exams, Konoha Hospital had an emergency team on standby at the venue, and he wanted to send Mitarai Toumaru there as soon as possible for treatment.

To a certain extent, exceeding your physical limits is actually squeezing your potential.

If he receives proper treatment, his strength will improve dramatically. If the physical injury is not handled properly, this child may have no future.

Orochimaru leisurely returned to the stands.

Although the audience had a strong resonance with Toumaru, no one said anything rude to Orochimaru. Everyone could see that Orochimaru was respecting Toumaru's will as much as possible until the moment Toumaru fell.

That last blow represented both Toumaru's persistence and Orochimaru's concession.

"Well done, Orochimaru."

Jiraiya lightly hit Orochimaru's chest, but Orochimaru dodged it as a conditioned reflex.

Jiraiya was stunned for a moment, and Orochimaru was also stunned for a moment.

"Sorry, for a moment, you looked a bit like that guy named Toumaru."

Orochimaru hadn't wanted to explain, but Touma had infected many people, and that had also touched him somewhat.

Orochimaru is still young at this age, and his heart is not as hard as stone.

"Tsk~ Who wants to be like that guy? He's obviously not strong enough, but he insists on showing off~"

Jiraiya pursed his lips and immediately turned his back to Orochimaru. It was a friendly greeting between companions. He pounded his chest, but when he didn't hit it, he was unhappy!

Orochimaru's mouth corners curled up slightly. He ignored Jiraiya's little emotions and looked at Sarutobi Hiruzen.

"Teacher, is there a Mitarai family in Konoha?"

Sarutobi Hiruzen shook his head. He basically knew about all the families in Konoha, no matter how big or small. Unfortunately, although Mitarai had a surname, it was not a family, but just an ordinary civilian surname.

Orochimaru nodded in understanding and didn't ask any further questions.

Hiruzen looked at the silent Orochimaru and sighed in his heart about his favorite student. Not only was his strength improving rapidly at such a young age, but he also thought a lot!

The excitement brought by Toumaru gradually cooled down, and when Mitomon En returned to the field, the big screen started rolling again.

The black screen with red text looked like an LED screen, but Kozo was a little confused about the technology of Naruto.

It seems that the technology tree is ridiculously crooked?

The big screen does not have granular LED lights, but a display similar to an LCD screen. For such a large display, the technical level of screen manufacturing alone is high enough.

With this skill, what's the point of practicing ninjutsu?

Semiconductor technology is so advanced, why not change the path and go the nuclear weapons route?

Of course, Gu Zang’s complaints cannot be told to outsiders.

Soon, the names scrolling on the screen stopped.

Everyone in the audience immediately looked left and right for the original owner. After all, this fight seemed to be more interesting!

Uchiha Eighth

VS

Jiraiya!