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"Oh, a fat pig fell down?" Dosu, who had been waiting for a long time, teased.
At that, Choji exploded. He completely forgot about forfeiting; his only thought was... to flatten this person with his weight!
The two looked at each other, their gazes locking.
Choji's face was flushed, veins bulging on his forehead: "I'm not fat, just pleasantly plump."
Dosu was on alert. This chubby guy was like that pineapple-head just now, with a red face and bulging veins on his forehead. Could he also use that Jutsu!?
"Shikamaru, do you think Choji will win?" Ino asked worriedly. Choji's opponent didn't look weak.
Shikamaru leaned on the railing, yawning: "He's definitely going to lose."
Shikamaru didn't even need to know his opponent's abilities; he had already calculated it. Choji would surely lose, and it wouldn't take more than 20 seconds.
"How can you be like that! Have a little faith in Choji!" Ino complained.
Asuma also looked at Choji. He knew Choji would lose for sure, but he still had to pay attention to the battle situation, fearing that something might go wrong with Choji.
"Kiba, do you want to be next?" Naruto asked. By now, everyone knew there was something wrong with this sword. If you took it, you were guaranteed to go on stage; there was no way out.
"Yeah, that's right. The previous matches got me fired up. I want to fight someone."
Kiba had actually come to borrow the sword because he wanted to fight, but for some reason, he just wanted to pull it out and look at it.
It was very sharp, and the sword had the smell of Naruto's blood on it. "Woof!" Akamaru also smelled that scent.
Naruto would sometimes bleed after training or fighting with Sasuke, and would simply wash up before going to class, so he occasionally carried a bloody smell.
Others couldn't smell it, but Kiba Inuzuka's nose was as sharp as a dog's, so he couldn't help but smell it, and he had specifically memorized the scent.
Akamaru remembered it even more clearly, because Naruto was the second poop-scooper.
"Then be careful later," Naruto reminded him, because the situation had turned out like this, he didn't know who Kiba would fight. In the original story, Kiba fought him, but he had already finished his fight.
Naruto observed the remaining few people and found that none of them were too strong. As long as Kiba didn't go up against Kankuro, there was basically no danger.
"Don't worry, I'm very strong!" Kiba sheathed his sword, looking quite imposing.
In the arena, Gekko Hayate announced the start of the match.
"Multi-Size Technique!" Choji had been waiting for that command for a long time. Upon hearing it, he immediately activated his family's secret technique.
"Oh, the pig got even fatter?" Dosu continued to mock.
Naruto felt he should learn from Dosu's technique; his taunts were so perfectly delivered.
"I'm just pleasantly plump! Human Bullet Tank!"
Choji retracted his limbs and head into a ball of flesh, completely transforming into a sphere. Chakra burst forth as propulsion, driving the meatball to roll.
The meatball rolled towards Dosu, unstoppable.
Dosu easily jumped out of the way.
And then...
Choji rolled to the wall and started covering his mouth. He felt like he was going to throw up.
The naive chubby boy thought the barbecue was a gift from Naruto and couldn't be thrown up, so he covered his mouth to hold it in.
At the same time, he raised his hand to signal surrender. He didn't dare to speak, fearing he couldn't keep it down.
"That idiot!" Shikamaru rolled his eyes. He had eaten so much before the match that it was practically up to his neck, so why use the Human Bullet Tank?!
"How could this happen?!" Ino was dumbfounded. Her teammate was too embarrassing!
"Just as I thought," Asuma said with a wry smile. He had noticed Choji's condition before the match, but he couldn't stop him, because he knew no one could stop an Akimichi Clan member from stuffing food into their mouth. Since Konoha was founded, there had never been a successful case!
"Winner, Dosu."
Dosu mocked him from beginning to end, then easily won with a light jump.
In the arena, Choji was carried away by four Medical Ninja, while Rock Lee only needed two people when he was carried away.
The matches continued to the next round.
The names on the large screen continued to flash, finally settling on...
Kiba Inuzuka vs. Zaku Abumi "It's my turn, sure enough," Kiba said, handing the sword back to Naruto and jumping down to the arena, holding onto the railing.
Full of energy.
At the same time, Zaku also jumped into the arena.
Naruto wanted to laugh as he watched; both had similar personalities, and even their actions were identical.
A hundred years of cultivation for a shared boat ride, a thousand years for perfect synchronization. You two really have fate on your side.
The match began, and the two hot-headed individuals, like thunder striking earth, immediately went at it.
"Fang Over Fang!"
"Slicing Sound Wave!"
Less than ten seconds into the fight, both unleashed their ultimate moves to clash.
Kiba and Akamaru transformed into a tornado, crashing towards Zaku.
Zaku unleashed air pressure from the wind holes in his hands, creating strong winds that held back the twin tornadoes.
The clash of winds stirred up sand and rocks from the already dilapidated arena floor.
Those around them suffered even more.
Naruto pulled out an iron pot and held it in front of himself and Hinata.
Stones clattered against the iron pot, but the two behind it were unharmed, not even a speck of dust on them.
The iron pot certainly lived up to its name as a MAX-level defense item.
Naruto wasn't worried about not seeing the match; Hinata had her Byakugan and could provide a live broadcast.
Naruto was just about to see how others were dodging when he turned around and saw Sasuke and Sakura standing behind him, and further back were Ino and Shikamaru.
Tenten also pulled out a shield, with a few others hiding behind her.
"How's the result?" Naruto tickled Hinata's palm.
The arena was full of dust; he couldn't see clearly, so he could only ask Hinata.
"It's a tie," Hinata said, her whole body stiff, not daring to turn her neck.
Naruto would occasionally make such small gestures, and she was used to them, but in the Byakugan's vision, she knew there were people all around, and Sasuke even had his Sharingan activated.
And Neji, her older brother, also had his Byakugan activated. This... wasn't all of it seen?! How embarrassing!
If not for Naruto's "training" all these years, she would probably have fainted by now.
As the dust settled, neither of the two in the arena was injured.
"Kid, you're pretty good," Zaku praised. He had increased his air pressure to eighty percent, yet it was still a tie.
"You're not bad yourself," Kiba replied.
The two had a sense of mutual appreciation.
Kiba took out a Military Rations Pill and tossed it to Akamaru. Akamaru swallowed it, and then his entire body turned red.
It's you, Berserker!
Naruto recalled his roommate playing Dungeon Fighter Online in college. Although Naruto had never played, he would often hear his roommate cursing and smashing his keyboard, saying things like, 'This stupid Berserker, again...' It must have been quite frustrating.
"Inuzuka Style: Human Beast Combination Transformation: Double-Headed Wolf!"
Kiba and Akamaru transformed into a two-headed wolf, two people tall, with one head red and one white!
"This is my strongest move, I hope you can take it," one of the wolf heads said, the voice still recognizable as Kiba's.
"Bring it on! Who's afraid of who!"
"Fang Over Fang!"
"Slicing Sound Wave, one hundred percent!"
Naruto started listening to music behind the iron pot again.
Then he saw Hinata smile.
Hinata began broadcasting.
It was roughly that the opponent threw a high-speed rotating two-headed dog at him.
Zaku failed to block it, had both hands bitten off, and was kicked away by the dog's hind legs.
Zaku was kicked into the wall, knocked unconscious, with both hands broken, and lost consciousness.
"Winner, Kiba Inuzuka."
Upon hearing the announcement, the giant dog jumped onto the stands, separating back into a human and a dog. The human leaned against the wall, and the dog lay down.
The opponent's previous attack had contained ultrasonic waves, making it difficult for Kiba to even stand upright now.
But Kiba didn't want to fall in the arena. Rock Lee hadn't fallen, and Choji hadn't fallen even when he lost, so how could he?
"Kiba, are you alright?" Kurenai Yuhi asked, concerned.
Kiba waved his hand to indicate he was fine, then looked at Naruto, who was cradling and comforting Akamaru.
He knew Naruto had always been fond of Akamaru.
If he advanced to Chunin this time, perhaps he could ask his older sister for a small favor, to help him pick a dog to give to Naruto.
Kiba remembered that Naruto's hobby was raising pets.
Hmm, that's the plan. If I can't advance, I'll just beg my sister. Kiba still had some self-awareness; he knew he wasn't good at choosing dogs as gifts, so he could only ask his sister.
Then Kiba began to plan how to tell his sister Naruto's preferences.
First, appearance: Kiba glanced at Naruto, his blue eyes, and the faint dark circles under his eyes from not sleeping comfortably in his own bed for a few days.
Then, personality: occasionally playful, occasionally silent.
Yes, Kiba believed Naruto's personality was playful.
For example, right now, Naruto was stroking Akamaru's head back, murmuring about how tight braids would make him pretty.
Or putting his hand behind Akamaru's neck, saying things like "choking the scruff of fate."
Kiba didn't quite understand, only taking it as playfulness.
Finally, Kiba took out a scroll and a notebook, fearing he might forget in his current state.
Black and white fur, blue eyes, dark circles, sometimes playful, sometimes silent, abundant stamina.
All his friends knew Naruto only wore black and white clothes.
Kiba had also watched Naruto and Hinata's match; Hinata was exhausted, but Naruto was perfectly fine, so his stamina must be very abundant.
Okay, I'll have my sister choose carefully when I get back.