Konoha Ninja Warrior

The lively apprentice selection lasted for three days, because there were too many people. Although Yoshida Tairakiyoshi, who is in charge of the selection, has repeatedly emphasized that only those with a certain samurai background will be admitted, there are still many ordinary parents who sign up with their children.

Facing the pleading eyes of those parents, Pingqing Jiding rejected them cruelly, and watched them leave lonely with their ignorant children.

"Cheer up, in the near future, I believe that all the children of the Iron Country will have the opportunity to change their fate." Tokugawa Yukimura, who did not know when he came behind him, patted him on the shoulder and said.

"I know." Pingqing Jiding breathed out, "I believe there will be a day, aren't we working hard for this day?"

"Yes, there will be such a day." Tokugawa Yukimura said firmly. "So, how is the registration status?"

Hearing Tokugawa Yukimura's inquiry, Hirakiyoshi Ding immediately became serious. He took out a booklet and handed it to the other party, saying: "We have recruited a total of eligible applicants, all of whom are around ten years old. , has the basis of warrior training."

Tokugawa Yukimura flipped through the booklet of applicants' information and asked, "Is there anyone worth noting?"

"There are still quite a few." Taira Kiyoshi Yoshisada returned, "For example, this one from the Kuramochi family has a solid foundation and is almost up to the standard of a lower-level samurai. There are also these few who have extraordinary skills. In addition, there are a few others. They are from a mid-level family, but they are all collaterals."

Tokugawa Yukimura looked at the people pointed out by Taira Kiyoshi and nodded. But when I saw a round fat man. Black lines can't help but appear on the face. He pointed at the photo of the little fat man and asked, "This one can also pass the test."

Taira Kiyoshi couldn't help coughing when he saw the object he was pointing at, and then replied: "You said that the castle tower will not give us material aid, but the father of this classmate from Maezono donated two dollars to our new school. Ten million taels.”

"Okay, that's a very strong reason." Tokugawa Yukimura rolled his eyes and didn't say anything against it. It seems that the power of the Money God Sect is indeed powerful.

"Well, this person." Tokugawa Yukimura accidentally turned over a qualified candidate. He looked at the information and found that he was a descendant of a small family. However, his father died while performing a mission, and his family was in ruins. His identity was very innocent. But Tokugawa Yukimura felt a sense of violation, which made him look at it involuntarily.

"Yes, his eyes are just like those of a wild wolf." Tokugawa Yukimura suddenly had an idea. I have dealt with them recently, and this look is all too familiar.

"Interesting, is this look cynical, resentful, or has another reason?" Tokugawa Yukimura thought with some interest, "It would be best if it was sent by the enemy. The moves I have learned recently have not been tried on anyone yet. .”

Let’s put this issue aside for the time being. Anyway, it will take a long time. If there is a problem, it will be exposed sooner or later. If it is really a spy, Tokugawa Yukimura can't help but feel clumsy about the IQ of the person behind the scenes. Is it so easy for a ten-year-old child to be a spy? Without long-term training, he will be exposed in minutes. Not everyone is a pharmacist. Kabuto.

"Jide, send a notice to those who pass, and the training will officially start in three days. It will be a three-month elimination training. After that, we will select the real partners." Tokugawa Yukimura said.

"Yes, Yukimura-sama." Taira Kiyoshi responded at every turn.

Three days passed in a flash, and soon it was time for training camp.A hundred children gathered under the escort of their parents. When the parents left, Tokugawa Yukimura stood on the stage and frowned at the students carrying large and small luggage.

"Okay, be quiet." Tokugawa Yukimura stood on the stage and spoke. After seeing everyone in the audience standing at attention, he continued, "I am Tokugawa Yukimura. I think you should know who I am. This is who I am." The founder of Snow Blade Style.

You may laugh at me, I am obviously not much older than you, why would I so shamelessly claim to have created a genre? But I am not boasting, even if I do nothing, I will become a general of the Iron Kingdom, so why would I create such a nondescript genre?

I know that some of you come from small samurai families. It is very likely that this family was developed with the blood of your fathers and is struggling in this cruel world;

I know that some of you come from collateral lines of medium-sized families, with limited resources in the family, you can only watch your brothers make progress while being forgotten in the corner;

I know that you still have to come from wealthy families, but being rich in money cannot conceal the fact that your status is low. You can only look up at the natural barrier between nobles and commoners and lament.

So why do you gather here? Even though you know that this place is not as good as those regular samurai schools passed down by families, you still squeeze out so many competitors and stand in front of me.

I'm here to tell you, that's because I will provide you with an opportunity, an opportunity that may change the fate that you have been sinking into.

That's because I will give you a possibility, a possibility to close the distance with those lucky people who are born to stand above most people.

Can you bear to watch your family decline step by step without being able to do anything about it?

Can you stand standing silently in a corner and only watching others shine?

Can you endure being as humble as dust and being regarded as ants by others?

Answer if I can”

The children in the audience had already been aroused by Tokugawa Yukimura's speech, and their hearts were filled with excitement. There are no lucky ones standing here who can be called carefree. Most of them came here with everyone's expectations on their backs, and they all deeply understand that they must seize this only opportunity. So they answered in unison: "No"

"Louder, I can't hear you," Tokugawa Yukimura said, raising his voice.

"No" the students shouted hoarsely one by one.

"Very good, let me ask one last time, is there anyone who chooses to quit now and has agreed in advance? Apart from this opportunity, there will only be people who are eliminated in the future, and there will be no chance to actively quit." Tokugawa Yukimura added.

It was quiet below, and no one chose to quit, which is also expected.

"Very good, then we will start the first training. Everyone, throw away your belongings except your bedding. You must know that you are here to endure hardship, not to enjoy. From now on, we must be self-reliant." Tokugawa Yukimura ordered.

"Hey~" Most of the students who were confused by this order were a little reluctant, especially a little fat man who dropped a baggage that was two or three times larger than others as if it was a piece of meat.

After seeing everyone dressed up, Tokugawa Yukimura smiled: "Okay, although it's a little late, I still want to say to you, welcome to Snow Blade Ryu."