"Asuma!"
"Is Asuma crazy? He dares to swing a fist at Yuyu."
"He's definitely going to get hacked to death. What should we do?"
...
Seeing Asuma charge toward Yuyu, the class erupted into an uproar.
Who is Yuyu? He is the person who cut a teacher into severe injury with a single strike.
He is hailed as one of the most extraordinary geniuses since the establishment of the Konoha Ninja Academy.
Even Hatake Kakashi, the son of the "White Fang of Konoha"—who held a status above the Sannin during the Second Great Ninja War—had suffered a miserable defeat at Yuyu's hands.
Although Asuma is the son of the Third Hokage, in terms of strength, he isn't even fit to carry Yuyu's shoes.
"This is bad!"
Watching Yuyu's eyes gradually turn dangerous, Tanaka Shuichi panicked.
If Yuyu hacks Asuma to death, how is he supposed to explain this to the Third Hokage?
"Hmm?"
Yuyu narrowed his eyes, released his hold on Yuhi Kurenai with his right hand, and pulled out a sword from his side.
The blade was about 80 centimeters long and 1.6 centimeters wide, a standard Japanese Tachi.
"Buzz—"
"This... this is?"
Tanaka Shuichi, who had started moving to stop them, suddenly paused, his gaze toward Yuyu changing instantly.
Holding the hilt of the sword, Yuyu's aura underwent a drastic change.
If he was just a little alcoholic who loved wine as much as his life a moment ago...
Then the Yuyu of this moment was a terrifying demon.
Asuma, being stared at by Yuyu, abruptly stopped his steps. His somewhat anxious-looking face was now filled with horror.
In his vision, Yuyu seemed like an evil spirit. Being stared at by those demon-like eyes, Asuma felt like prey placed on a chopping block, with nowhere to run.
"Swish—"
"Don't! Yuyu!"
Under Tanaka Shuichi's horrified gaze, Yuyu gripped the hilt and slashed viciously at Asuma.
"It's... it's over!"
Asuma's eyes were filled with terror, and cold sweat instantly covered his entire body.
At this moment, he regretted it immensely.
Why was he so impulsive? Seeing Yuhi Kurenai being pulled into Yuyu's arms, he had lost his reason and charged at him.
He knew clearly that Yuyu was a terrifying monster, and he was no match for Yuyu at all.
"Am... am I going to die?"
Asuma closed his eyes in despair, and immediately after, he felt a burst of severe pain in his body.
"Splurt!"
Under the horrified gaze of the entire class, Asuma was cut in half, blood splashing continuously.
"Ah!!!"
"Asuma?!"
"It's over, Asuma was hacked to death by Yuyu!!!"
...
The class was instantly thrown into chaos, looking at Yuyu in terror.
"Crack—"
"Glug—glug—glug—ha!"
Yuyu held the sword hilt in his right hand and the wine given by Yuhi Kurenai in his left. Using his teeth with slight force, he bit off the bottle cap and drank heartily.
"Did I drink too much? I didn't even draw the sword."
Yuyu, his face covered in drunkenness again, laughed loudly.
"Huh? This..."
The people in the class rubbed their eyes and looked again. Sure enough, Yuyu was holding the sword, but it was still in its scabbard.
Asuma was also sitting paralyzed on the ground, unharmed.
"How... how is that possible? I clearly saw just now..."
Tanaka Shuichi rubbed his eyes vigorously, his face full of disbelief.
He swore he absolutely didn't see it wrong just now. In his vision, Yuyu had cut Asuma in half with a single slash, and blood was spraying everywhere.
The reaction of the classmates also proved this point: in everyone's vision, Asuma had definitely been cut by Yuyu.
But what is going on now? Yuyu didn't even draw his sword, and Asuma is unharmed.
"Could... could it be? Genjutsu?"
Tanaka Shuichi looked at Yuyu with eyes full of shock.
There was only one explanation for this, and that was the power of Genjutsu.
But Yuyu is only eight years old. He has unparalleled talent in Kendo.
Now, can he even use Genjutsu to make an elite Chunin fall for it?
But, is there anyone who can use Genjutsu while drunk?!
If Yuyu knew what Tanaka Shuichi was imagining, he would definitely laugh out loud and then drink two more cups.
That wasn't something like Genjutsu; it was the fusion of Kendo and aura.
"I... I survived?"
Asuma opened his eyes, his whole body limp on the ground, looking at his hands in disbelief.
Just now, he swore he really felt like he was cut by Yuyu.
That severe pain, that despair of death, could absolutely not be wrong.
But, why...?
"Glug—glug—glug—ha!"
Yuyu held the bottle, drinking heartily, and exhaled a breath of comfort.
"Ding! Detected master shocked the entire audience while drunk. Reward: Black Blade, Shusui! Reward has been stored in the master's home."
The system notification sound echoed in Yuyu's mind.
"A sword? Good stuff. Shusui... that sounds familiar. Where is it from?"
Yuyu thought with bleary, drunken eyes.
"Who cares? Why think about such brain-draining questions? Is the wine not tasty?"
Yuyu thought about it for less than two seconds before ignoring it.
"Hey, you bastard, hurry up and get lost. With you in front of me, I can't even drink my wine."
Yuyu looked at Asuma, who was paralyzed in front of him, and waved his hand in disgust.
"If you don't leave, I'll cut you."
Hearing these words, Asuma's eyes filled with horror.
Unknown where the strength came from, his limp body jolted, and he scrambled back to his seat, rolling and crawling.
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