Red Dust

"Are you being so rude to Yingdu in your village?"

I originally thought that Daimaru was just not very friendly to Konoha ninjas, but I didn't expect that the characteristics of poisonous tongue really did not distinguish anyone, and treated them equally.

"film?"

Daimaru sneered,

"Just be him! It's getting late, I have to go back to prepare, and then go to the exam!"

Daimaru turned to leave.

"I'm late, but I came just in time for the Chunin exam to start, in order to hide people's eyes and ears?Reduce contact time and prevent identity exposure. 』

Who could have imagined that the dignified Fengying had been killed by others, and instead, entered the Konoha Village in a grand manner, preparing to do wrong.

"Hey, Daimaru, don't forget your promise to fight again."

Rock Lee shouted loudly behind him, and Daimaru waved his hand and responded:

"I won't forget, if there is a chance..."

Avoiding the passing pedestrians, Daimaru walked to the hotel where he stayed.

The hospital ward was still a little inconvenient, so Daimaru moved out two days in advance and was making final preparations.

After packing up, Daimaru knocked on the room where Kankuro and Temari were resting.

The elder sister Temari is wiping the Samsung fan with the flannel, and the younger brother Kankuro is debugging the puppet crow.

As for Gaara, it is estimated that he sat on a roof in silence for the whole night.

"It's time to go, pack up and go!"

"Don't think of yourself as a leader giving orders!"

Temari carried the Samsung fan behind his back, and watched Kankuro diligently bandage the puppet with dissatisfaction.

"Let's go..."

Months of preparation, life or death, will see the difference today.

Along the way, the three of them did not speak, and went straight to the venue of the Chunin Examination.

There is still some time before the start, but the audience has come a lot.

Unexpectedly, Gaara had been waiting here early, as if he couldn't wait to see the blood for a moment.

Oil girl Shino and Hinata Neji frowned, staying away from the murderous Gaara, while Uzumaki Naruto and Uchiha Sasuke did not show up.

In addition, the chief examiner, Yueguang Gaifeng, who was preselected for the third trial, disappeared, and was replaced by Genma Shiranui with a thousand copies in his mouth...

Chapter 0102 Playing Theater with Each Mind

Compared to the dark-faced Moonlight Blast, Shiranui Xuanma's temper was obviously much worse.

Daimaru looked up at the stands, and the famous and noble people from all over the world were already present, and there were courtesy exchanges everywhere.

There are also some ninja brokers, just waiting for this opportunity to make a fortune. These dirty guys like hyenas are looking around, looking for targets to attack.

On the rostrum on the opposite side, the third generation of Hokage, Sarutobi Hiyazana, had already arrived, and the seat prepared for the fourth generation of Kazuyage Megura was still vacant.

"Isn't the time almost up? There are still candidates who haven't arrived! Are Konoha ninjas so unpunctual?"

Daimaru looked at Neji Hyuga and Shino Oilgirl who were waiting quietly.

"Don't take the quality of those rookies as the average level of Konoha ninjas!"

Neji Hyuga looked at the Sand Ninja puppet master who eliminated his teammate, Rock Lee, and replied calmly.

The oil girl Shino, who has no sense of presence, also defended:

"Even among the newcomers, Naruto can't represent us. As for Sasuke, he will definitely arrive in time..."

As soon as he finished speaking, a blond boy in a yellow shirt rushed into the venue in a "five-body throw" posture, ate a mouthful of ashes, slid a dozen meters, and landed at Daimaru's feet.

"This... the way of appearing is really ingenious. In terms of how to attract other people's attention, I'm really far behind..."

Saying that, Daimaru stretched out his right hand and pulled up Naruto Uzumaki, who was somewhat stunned.

"Under the eyes of the public, you can't change your face even if you are so embarrassed, boy, I'm optimistic about you..."

"Haha, yes, thank you! I'm not that good!"

It seems that the teasing Naruto Uzumaki could not hear Daimaru's mouth at all, laughing exaggeratedly, patted the dust on his body, and when he was about to say a few words of modesty, he saw Daimaru who turned around and took out a tissue and wiped the touch he had just touched. Uzumaki Naruto's hand, wiped it vigorously, and then threw the tissue aside in disgust, as if it was contaminated with something disgusting.

"Hey, do you think I'm dirty? I take a bath every day, and I wash my hands carefully after going to the toilet. Is it necessary to exaggerate?"

"What did you just say?"

Daimaru turned his head and asked in doubt to Naruto Uzumaki who was yelling.

"Don't ignore me, bastard!"

"Be quiet and watch your image!"

Shiranui Genma suddenly stopped the blond boy's actions by speaking out,

"Today, you are the protagonists, everyone is watching! Don't sway around, stand up and face the audience!"

Seven of the eight genin candidates were already present, and there were bursts of applause from the stands.

Naruto Uzumaki, who used to attract attention and was not a good thing, heard everyone's expectations and encouragement for him for the first time.

Most of the classmates who were eliminated early were in the stands, and Hinata Hinata, who had just parted, also followed Inuzuka into the venue.

This is the first time that Naruto Uzumaki, who has endured many years of vicious words and exclusion, is stunned for a while to be able to show his strength to others in public.

"I'm not happy for some reason at the thought of being judged by these potato-like guys! 』

Daimaru took a deep breath, took out his kunai, and took care of his temples at the edge of Guang Kejian's sharp blade.

"What do you think about my new hairstyle? In order to give the stylist more choices, I deliberately made it for a month! It took more than an hour to get it done yesterday..."

The turban that Sha Ren used to wear has not been used for a long time. The messy short hair has long been long enough to be used as a bird's nest. It was only yesterday that he was ruthless and repaired.

Gaara on the right, motionless, didn't know what he was thinking, and didn't want to pay attention to Daimaru at all.

Kankuro on the left said angrily:

"I wanted to say it for a long time, your face is really not worthy of such an arrogant hairstyle."

"How is that possible? Although the board cun and the spiky head are also very suitable for me in the past, they are not domineering at all. Now this one doesn't even match the name at first glance..."

"I really don't know the so-called self-confidence..."

Kankuro sighed and said helplessly,

"Also, what's with your inexplicably curly hair?"

"Actually, I have naturally curly hair. I used to have short hair that couldn't be seen. After it grows long, I take a little time every day to straighten it, which is quite hard."

"Are you really willing to spend time doing such a boring thing?"

"How can it be boring? This is a very important thing!"

It took me a long time to get my hair done, and it's been almost a day, and no one has complimented it. It's really strange.

The front bangs just above the eyebrows are scattered, and the slightly long slightly curly hair is like a brown flame blown by the breeze.

Put on sunglasses and headphones, and change your hair color, you are the Ninja version of Wanqi River.

Daimaru, who entered the hair salon, saw this favorite look in the display window at a glance, and it took a lot of money to make it.

"Temari, look, isn't it very good? Show me the brave soul of a man who can't hide it!"

Temari turned his head away and said indifferently:

"The hairstyle is good, but with your face, it feels like a funny character. In addition, I think what you need is not a manly spirit of bravery, but a sense of shame."

"Isn't it? I still think it's pretty good..."

There must be something wrong with the aesthetics of the ninja world!When Daimaru comes out on top, everyone's views will be reversed.

Successful people are not criticized, this is a universal truth.

Maybe someone will tout it as fragrant when it comes to farting.

Uzumaki Naruto looked at Daimaru, who had a bitter face, with a look of contempt, covered his mouth and whispered to Oil Girl Shino:

"Is that arrogant Sand Ninja puppet master such a funny character? It feels so different from before..."

"I don't know, I don't know him well!"

"Okay! Then you know why Sasuke isn't here? And Master Dou..."

"The one who is most familiar with them here is you..."

Uzumaki Naruto, as a teammate and acquaintance, doesn't know, how can other people figure it out.

At this moment, on the rostrum, the long-arrived "Fourth Generation of Kazekage" sat in his seat, Hiruzen Sarutobi stood up, and after a few words, announced the official start of the third Chunin exam. .

Shiranui Genma announced a new battle table on the spot, excluding the name of the pharmacist pocket, leaving Naruto Uzumaki and Neji Hyuga for the first round, and letting the others wait in the lounge.

"Sasuke Uchiha, as expected, did not arrive! 』

Temari, whose face was as heavy as water, looked at Daimaru calmly, and a slight ominous premonition rose in his heart.

Chapter 0103 The chance to become famous is hard-won

Surrounded by four "fierce" sand ninjas, watching the game below through the railing in the lounge, I don't know if Oil Girl Shino was nervous.

The wave after wave of murderous aura released by Gaara was unbearable even for Temari and Kankuro, who were somewhat accustomed to it, but Daimaru seemed to be unaware.

If you want to ask why, with Sasuke Uchiha in front, Gaara should not look down on the mere Daimaru.As long as he doesn't provoke him, he can't be bothered to pay attention to other people with an abnormal mind.

In any case, in the first round of the third trial of the Chunin Exam, the nominally strongest and weakest Genin met. In the eyes of many people, the outcome should be relatively clear.

This internal competition of Konoha ninjas has nothing to do with Sand Shinobi, and it does not affect the execution of the "plan". Temari and Kankuro are both relaxed.

"Daimaru, who do you think will win?"

"Want to gamble?"

"It's too obvious, bet on that blond boy's sure loss!"