Chapter 71
"Oh, thanks for your concern. I'm fine. Just hand over your special kunai. Otherwise, I'll have to make a move."
Naruto pursed his lips. He could feel the numbness slowly fading and didn't pay it much mind.
With his physique and such active chakra, ordinary poisons couldn't really threaten him much.
"Good grief! So arrogant!!!"
"Everyone, let's take him together!"
"Yeah! There's only one of him—we can rob him back and split what he took from others!"
"I agree!"
BOOM!!!
Crack~~~
Naruto's shadow clones suddenly exploded with power. Several massive surges of chakra detonated around the Sand students.
The ground instantly shattered. Flying rocks filled the air, knocking many off balance and sending them stumbling in every direction.
Bang! Bang! Bang~
Rocks and debris kept smashing into the Sand academy students. In an instant, miserable screams rose one after another—pure chaos.
"Aaah!! My eyes! My eyes!!"
"What happened to your eyes?"
"There's a rock in my eye!"
"Help! Somebody help!! Someone's buried!"
"Damn it—who is that?! Stop kicking my ankle! Stop kicking my calf! Stop kicking my thigh!! Wait… wait a second! Not there!! Aaaah!!!"
"It's broken! My arm is broken!"
"Is there a medical ninja?!"
The commotion drew the attention of the teachers outside.
Under their arrangements, several medical ninjas were quietly waiting at the competition ending point…
Another half minute passed. Seeing the chaos still hadn't quieted, Naruto shouted loudly:
"Shut up, all of you! Stop messing around! Show some respect!"
"I'm not joking around! I'm robbing you—if you don't cooperate, someone's going to die!"
The Sand academy students finally quieted down. Some with weaker mental fortitude even started crying.
It wasn't that they had never seen someone as ruthless as Naruto—the problem was that Naruto was their enemy.
And their teachers were right there nearby, yet they weren't coming to help. That meant Naruto's actions weren't against the rules.
"Wuwu~ My hand is broken!"
A little girl wearing a headscarf hadn't learned any proper medical knowledge. Faced with a broken arm, she panicked completely and started crying for her mom!
Kankurō couldn't stand watching. As a puppeteer, he was very familiar with human anatomy and pressure points. He walked over, straightened the girl's arm, and reset it for her.
The girl immediately looked at him with teary gratitude: "Thank you! Thank you! I want to go home… how can I go home!"
Kankurō looked at her speechlessly: "Just wait until the competition ends."
"But I suggest you don't become a ninja."
Being a ninja was a dangerous profession. Honestly, even Kankurō had been terrified just now—but he overcame it.
Mm… perhaps Gaara had instilled so much fear in Kankurō that he'd developed his own way of dealing with terror.
For cases like this little girl, Kankurō usually recommended finding another path in life.
Naruto saw that no one was paying attention to him anymore and immediately got angry:
"Good grief!"
"Can you at least give me some reaction? I'm working so hard up here and you guys down there aren't even responding!"
"Anyone who didn't know better would think I'm the one who's useless!"
"Hey, big painted-face! I'm talking to you! I'm robbing you—can you take this seriously? I didn't tell you to go flirt with girls!"