The second stage, the slash test.
"When!"This sudden sound of metal strikes was like a sharp command, it seemed to roar out of the endless abyss of darkness, instantly breaking the original silence on the battlefield.
The silence was like a net of strings that was quietly tightened, and the sound was like a sharp blade, violently cutting the net of strings, and then the sound waves spread around in an unstoppable manner.
In an instant, it was like a majestic and invisible force suddenly raging in the thick fog.
The thick fog enveloped the entire battlefield like thick cotton wool, in a chaotic and vague state, tightly wrapping the earth, the sky, and everything on the battlefield in its soft but suffocating embrace.
At this time, this force was just like a prehistoric behemoth that was released after being imprisoned for a long time, rushing into the thick fog with unparalleled momentum.
The thick fog seemed to have no time to make a trace of resistance, and it was blown apart almost at the moment of the impact of this force.
Strands of mist began to escape in a panic, like a group of frightened white ghosts fleeing in different directions, gradually revealing the scenes and characters originally hidden in the fog on the battlefield.
Immediately afterwards, dozens of Kuwuhe Shuriken flew towards Kakashi, who was standing quietly in place, like dense raindrops.
Those Kuwuhe shurikens flickered with icy cold light in mid-air, and each piece was like a deadly messenger of death, with the breath of death, rushing towards the target mercilessly.
Their speed was amazingly fast, like silver lightning flashes across the void, and they had already come to Kakashi's side in the blink of an eye.
However, Kakashi was like possessing an invisible barrier, and those sharp weapons stagnated on him the moment they touched him.
They seemed to have suddenly lost all the motivation to move forward, and then fell to the ground one after another, scattered into one piece, making a crisp sound, like a well-planned metal movement that failed to play the melody of victory.
The voice sounded abruptly on the battlefield where the silence had just been broken, and gradually disappeared in the thin air.
Facing the rapid attacks of these ninja warriors, Kakashi didn't even move the slightest.
On his young but somewhat calm face, the lines were resolute and calm, but he looked calmly at the ninjas who were constantly performing ninjutsu and throwing props.
His eyes were deep and quiet, and there was no panic in his dark eyes, as if all this in front of him had long been expected by him.
Or maybe in his world, this is just a pediatrics game, and it's not worth moving for him at all.
He is like a towering mountain isolated from the world. The distractions and attacks of the world are like a breeze blowing across the water to him, which can only cause a slight ripple, but it can't shake him at all.
"The third stage, the physical test."
With the sound of this voice, the voice was like the whisper of a ghost floating from a distant dark corner, full of a mysterious and unpredictable aura.
Next, several ninjas specializing in physical skills sprang out of the shadows.Those ninjas are like cheetahs in the dark night, their sturdy posture is looming in the shadows, and their movements are as agile as a gust of wind.
As soon as they appeared, they performed various Konoha fluid techniques, with the sound of the whistling wind, which raged on the battlefield like a ghost crying and a wolf, punching and kicking the six-year-old Kakashi.
The scene looked very bloody and cruel at one time, like a few strong adults holding a group without scruples to bully a child with no power to restrain a chicken.
Every punch and every kick carried strong power, and the surrounding air seemed to be messed up by this power, forming small whirlpools of air.
The ground hit by the fist and feet splashed with puffy dust, like a small life struggling painfully to escape this violence.
However, no matter how they used ninjutsu, how they used physical skills and props to attack, Kakashi stood firmly in place from beginning to end, like a towering mountain peak.
He stood there upright, his feet seemed to be deeply rooted in the earth, integrated with the earth.
His gaze was still looking at them calmly, as if with a kind of soul-penetrating power, through the fierce attacks and hideous faces of the ninjas, to the deepest weakness of their hearts, as if watching a group of naive and ignorant children engaged in a meaningless fight.
In his eyes, the attacks of these Zhongnin were nothing more than the naughty play of children.
After this lasted for a few minutes, the chakras of those Zhongnin were almost bottoming out.
It was like an invisible hourglass leaking sand quickly in their bodies, and the originally full chakra quickly disappeared with their violent attack.At this moment, their original vigorous posture began to become a little sluggish, and their flexible movements resembled rusty mechanical dolls, becoming stuck and not smooth.
The power of the attack has gradually weakened, and the fist and foot wind that used to be as violent as a storm are like a breeze at the end of a crossbow, which can only raise a little thin dust.
At this moment, a voice came from the horn announcing the complete end of the experiment: "This test is over. At present, the static blood pack can confirm all the ordinary attack methods of the Ninja level."
The voice echoed on the battlefield, clear and firm, as if to announce the results of this experiment unreservedly to everyone on the battlefield.
"Okay, please leave the venue in an orderly manner."
A slightly hoarse but majestic voice sounded on the battlefield, and that voice was like an invisible rope, gradually connecting the originally nervous and slightly chaotic crowd in an orderly manner.
Just like a group of flustered lambs, they heard the call of the shepherd dog and began to walk towards the exit in an orderly manner.
"Research ninjas, please pay attention to the relevant sorting and matters..."
"There are some questions about serialization. Here are a few points to pay attention to..."
It may be because of the war. This vast expanse of land seems to be shrouded in a thick haze, and the depressing aura of the smoke of war permeates and fills every corner.
The original fresh air is now mixed with a pungent smell of smoke, and the sky is always gray, with no trace of blue in sight.In this harsh environment, an extremely great technique has been improved.
This should have been something worth celebrating. Just like when those technological innovations or improvements are successful in peacetime, many people will flock up, with sincere smiles and words of blessing, and the whole atmosphere will be full of joy and relaxation.
However, at this moment, everyone is just busy with each other, and everyone has a look of tension and worry on their faces, as if they are shrouded in an invisible pressure.
Each of them nervously took the data and began to analyze it. They stared at the data paper in their hands tightly, as if they were about to see through the paper, their brows were deeply locked, and there seemed to be an inexplicable sorrow hidden between the frowning brows, as if those data papers were hiding important information about life and death, as if a little negligence could cause an irreversible disaster.
Only a middle-aged man who looked kind walked over.His steps were slow, and every step seemed to carry a thousand pounds of exhaustion.
There was a gentle but somewhat tired smile on his face, and there was reluctance in that smile, as if he was trying to dig out such a trace of positive emotions from the depths of his heart to deal with the current situation.
He walked to Kakashi, who was slapping the dust on his body and preparing to leave. Kakashi's body was still stained with some dust that had just been stained in the research room. These dust were particularly obvious on his black robe.
The middle-aged man looked at Kakashi with a little expectation in his eyes, and this expectation seemed to contain a prayer for Kakashi to feel more close.
He looked at Kakashi with a somewhat stiff smile, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth looked unnatural, like a person who hadn't laughed for a long time was trying to squeeze out a trace of cheerful emotions, and that smile seemed a little out of place in such a depressing environment. Out of place.
"Then, it seems that the preliminary improvement of the Jingling outfit should have been completed, which is really gratifying.Kakashi, do you have anything you want?"
The voice of the middle-aged man sounded a little hollow in the dull air.
"No."
Kakashi's answer was very concise, and his voice was so calm without a trace of waves, just like the state he was standing there at the moment.
His whole person is like a sculpture, without too many emotions, but it seems that under that calm appearance there is a kind of indifference that does not match his age.
His silver hair flickered with a faint luster in the low light, the wind blew gently, and the tips of his hair shook slightly.
"The environment has not been very good recently, there is no need to be so divided, Kakashi.And that guy Lanyan asked us to take care of you, so why do we have to really entertain you?"
There was a little helplessness and persuasion in the middle-aged man's voice.
There was a kind of sincerity in his eyes. He hoped that Kakashi could feel that he really wanted to be nice to him, trying to make Kakashi able to receive his kindness, but Kakashi seemed unmoved.
Kakashi's gaze looked into the distance, his eyes free, as if thinking about something more important.
"Really not.If there is nothing wrong, I will go back first."
Kakashi's eyes were still calm. He didn't want to stay here too much. For him, although there were some things related to him, these were not enough to hold him back.
In his view, everything here is just an experience in his life. He has farther ambitions, and he needs to pursue more things that are truly meaningful to him.
For example, unlock those deeper secrets in the ninja world, or find your true belonging.
"It's really an unpleasant child... Go back and say hello to Consultant Lanyan for me."
When the middle-aged man saw this, he could only sigh softly. The breath from the sigh condensed briefly in the air, and then slowly dissipated.
He shook his head helplessly. Although he said that Kakashi was not pleasing, he didn't really mean to blame in his eyes, it was more of a kind of tolerance and understanding.
"Hmm."
Kakashi responded with no extra words.He turned around slightly, and his black robe swayed slightly in the wind.
That guy should be a consultant agent... Kakashi thought to himself in his heart, turning like a marquee in his mind, some of the knowledge he learned in the ninja school, some of the pictures when performing tasks are fleeting in his mind.
Then he calmly put the middle-aged man's entrustment behind him, and his figure, like an agile kitten, began to run along the ceiling towards Lan Zhan's house.
The ceiling is like a unique passage for him, and he is as free as walking on the flat ground.
His movements were light and rapid, like a silver bolt of lightning shuttling across the sky of the building, as if he had already run here countless times, every foothold was accurate, and there was no extra sound.
Hagi Kakashi is a talented teenager.Why is he a genius?
Because after he assessed the situation, he decided to pinch his nose and become the son of God.
Although he is only six years old, he has already shown extraordinary strength in the world of ninjas.
He is already a ninja, which is a very rare achievement among his peers.
Six-year-old children generally receive the most basic education in ninja schools and do simple ninja training.
Kakashi, on the other hand, has been able to take the lead and perform various tasks.
He is the kind of ninja who can quickly make judgments in actual combat and flexibly use ninjutsu and combat skills.
He not only has solid theoretical knowledge, but also has superior practical skills.
He also secretly tested that there was no problem with graduating early, and even went to do a few tasks, and all this was done without telling the school and his father.
He knows that in the ninja world, many times he cannot fully follow the conventional growth path, and if he wants to grow rapidly, he needs to look for opportunities by himself.
He has seen many things, he has witnessed the cruel and bloody, intrigue and other things that have happened in the ninja world.
He may have seen ninjas killing each other in order to compete for resources, and villages fighting fiercely because of entanglements of interests.
Although he is young, he understands a lot of things.In this world full of dangers and unknowns, even a six-year-old child needs to understand the complexity and helplessness of the world.
He had no reason to refuse the invitation of Aizen Soosuke.
Therefore, he successfully got rid of the identity of the son of White Teeth and became the adopted son of Blue Dye.
Although there will still be that kind of secret contempt and gossip, no one dares to say that directly.
After all, Aizen has an influence and powerful strength that cannot be ignored in the ninja world. When Kakashi becomes his adopted son, others will also be afraid of Aizen's deterrence to a certain extent.
This made Kakashi also have some affection for Lanyan.
But it's just a few, not too many, as if there is an invisible wall in his heart that blocks too many emotions.
Kakashi has always maintained an independent self. He doesn't want to be influenced by too many emotions. Only by maintaining a calm mind can he better survive in the ninja world.
"Are there any guests?"
Falling in the yard, looking at the brightly lit blue dye studio, Kakashi walked over strangely.
The yard at night is very quiet, so quiet that only his footsteps can be heard softly. His footsteps are particularly clear in the silent night, as if every step is beating the tranquility of the night.
The cold moonlight sprinkled on the flowers and trees in the yard, as if covering them with a layer of silver gauze, sketching a hazy outline.
The branches and leaves of flowers and plants swayed gently under the breeze, and the shadows trembled on the ground, as if telling the secrets of the dark night.It stands to reason that Kakashi will receive the guests when they come.
Although he is an adopted son and he is not very good at dealing with Aizen, he still has to understand the basic etiquette. After all, in this world, etiquette is sometimes a means of survival. This is the truth of survival that he has learned after so many years of struggling in the ninja world.
He knows that if he is criticized for not paying attention to these small aspects, it may cause unnecessary trouble to himself.
Just when he saw the figure sitting inside clearly, Kakashi felt a little strange.
Because the person sitting there is not wearing a Konoha green vest.It's the same white feather weave as Aizen Soosuke.
The white feather weaving looked exceptionally white under the light of the lights, like a pure and mysterious cloud.
The matted hair was scattered randomly on his shoulders and forehead, but the figure faintly exuded an aura that Kakashi could not fathom.
The breath is like a mysterious force, enveloping the figure, making it difficult for people to spy on the essence of it.
"...is there a ninja wearing a feather weave in Konoha?"Looking at the ninja sitting in the writing room with matted hair and wearing a feather weave, Kakashi Hagi was full of doubts, and couldn't help but think strangely.
His eyes narrowed slightly, trying to see more details clearly, but the figure always revealed a mysterious aura between the light and shadow, which could not be easily understood.