Chapter 35: First Round
In the middle of the field — each punch and each kick rained down on Sasuke’s body like a rain of hammers. His body was continuously knocked away, spun around, and slammed into the air like a floating sandbag.
Rock Lee had the complete upper hand.
His eyes were shining, his forehead was sweating, his limbs were still shaking from the extreme speed.
He was about to shoot.
“Bird Lotus Bullet!”
Lee’s entire body suddenly spun in the air like a chakra drill — drawing Sasuke into the spiraling force at the same time, preparing to slam him straight into the ground with a finishing move.
Just taking this hit — Sasuke broke at least part of his spine.
But…
“BOOM!!”
A green shadow swirled through the air like a tornado and then “bang!” — it launched a kick straight at Rock Lee, causing both students and Sasuke to be separated in mid-air.
Rock Lee flew backwards, rolled in the middle of the yard, then stood up straight like a faulty robot.
As for Sasuke — he fell to the ground, lying still, panting like a fish out of water.
The person who just intervened — none other than himself.
Might Guy.
His entire body was wrapped in a green outfit that burned like young grass soaked in rain. His eyebrows were even thicker than Rock Lee’s. He stood with his chest out and back straight, his hands clasped behind his back, as if he had just stepped out of the magazine “Confident Men Weekly”.
And then…
“LEE!!!” – his voice roared like the first thunder of the season.
“Don’t use that move on your fellow disciples!!”
“That move is only for real enemies, not fellow villagers!!”
Rock Lee bowed his head, knelt on one knee, and clenched his fists:
“Sensei… I… I just want to prove to Sakura-chan that…”
“NO!” – Guy said sternly.
“Love needs time and tears! It’s not strength! It’s… YOUTH!!”
And so — the horror begins.
The two teachers and students rushed to hug each other in the middle of the yard. Lee burst into tears like a 3-year-old child who lost his candy. As for Might Guy, he was also crying, his face was sweating, and he shouted “Youth!!!” like he was chanting a mantra.
Hug.
Cry together.
And… wearing tight green outfits, slapping each other’s butts loudly in public.
Naruto stood outside, his face twitching slightly.
“Oh my god…”
“This scene… is truly torture.”
Hinata pressed close to him, her hands lightly clutching his shirt: “Naruto-sama… this… does this count as a supernatural ability?”
Haku turned his face away, covering his eyes with his hands but leaving the spaces between his fingers exposed — the kind of look that was both disgusting and a shame not to see.
Naruto closed his eyes and let out a breath as if to clear his mind.
“We…” – he muttered – “are not ordinary people.”
But he knows.
Guy was actually very pleased.
“He must have done it on purpose.”
Because just Rock Lee alone… is enough to clean up all three of Team Kakashi’s members — without Tenten or Neji getting involved.
That’s the truth.
It’s just that Rock Lee was instructed: no real harm, just humiliation — just enough to make Sasuke’s “genius” ego collapse in front of a crowd.
The results are absolute.
Sasuke at this moment — lying face down on the ground, dust covering his body, bruised cheeks, cracked lips, unable to utter a single word.
Kakashi just appeared from the crowd, his posture lazily as if he had just woken up. One hand in his pocket, the other hand flipping through the pages of Icha Icha, his dead fish eyes staring straight at the two master and student hugging each other, drenched in sweat in the middle of the yard.
His eyes twitched.
“……”
Say nothing.
Because it’s useless to say.
Naruto glanced at Kakashi, then looked back at Sasuke.
The genius Uchiha now only has a little bit of remaining desire to save face.
He struggled to get up, without saying a word — walked straight inside, his eyes dark.
No one can stop it.
No one dared to look long.
Because it’s too humiliating.
Rock Lee stood up, brushed himself off, his face lit up as if nothing had happened, he waved his hand and shouted: “Thank you teacher! I now understand what it means to love properly!”
Naruto smiled faintly.
“Hmm… looks like a fierce fighter…”
“But it’s really just like… giving Sasuke a massage.”
No broken bones, no serious injuries, just enough for the other guy to understand one thing clearly:
Genius by effort… is no less than genius by birth.
…
Naruto leaned slightly.
His eyes swept over the crowd that was gradually dispersing after the “muddy youth” scene between the two Guy teachers and students, then as if it was there or not — his right hand slid down, behind Hinata’s back, and lightly patted her round butt.
“Pop.”
The soft, elastic, and hot feeling through the thin fabric made his heart itch a little.
Not stopping there — his fingers lightly slid, circled a few times, then squeezed again, very despicably.
Hinata softly “Um~”ed, her whole body jerked slightly, her face red from neck to ears.
No resistance.
On the contrary — her butt moved slightly back, as if to offer itself up more for his convenience.
Naruto raised an eyebrow: “Huh? You’re getting along well.”
On the other side, Haku was not willing to be ignored.
Without waiting for him to take the initiative, she gently leaned her butt against his left arm, whispering wetly:
“Naruto-sama… you’re too biased.”
Naruto curled his lips, his left hand not afraid to squeeze Haku’s butt with great force.
Two sides – one butt on each hand.
On one side is Hinata – the princess of the Hyuga house, soft and firm.
On one side is Haku – a cold beauty, but her butt is warm as coal.
The two girls simultaneously moaned softly, “mm… Mmm…” — their faces red as ripe persimmons, but they both unconsciously pushed their hips back, as if whispering to his hand: “More… don’t stop.”
Naruto frowned, shook his head slightly and laughed:
“I say…”
“With you two like this, it’s hard for me to be a decent person.”
Then he gently patted each buttock as a warning.
“Let’s go to the first round.”
“You have to be serious, or else you’ll lose face for Kurenai-sensei.”
Hinata hurriedly bowed her head and mumbled, “Y-Yes…”
Haku also blushed, but his eyes glanced up slightly, wet, more provocative than embarrassed.
The three continued to enter the examination gate.
Ahead, Kurenai was walking a few steps ahead, but her eyes were slightly tilted, she glanced back quickly, then frowned slightly:
“That little pervert… what is he up to again…”
She thought as she walked faster, whispering hope in her heart:
“As long as he doesn’t do anything bad during the exam… then this Konoha Chuunin Exam can still end peacefully.”
And behind — three figures, one man and two women, walked like a regal formation.
That scene… made many people turn their heads.
Many young female ninjas felt warmth in their hearts.
And… many men gritted their teeth, eyes bulging, blood boiling with jealousy.
…
The Chuunin Exam Hall was now packed like a broken beehive. The four great ninja nations had all sent representatives to participate, and even small villages like Wu, Cao, and Shi had crowded in. The noisy voices, the smell of sweat, the smell of chakra, and the smell of murderous intent mixed together to create an atmosphere as tense as a bowstring.
Naruto walked in.
The moment he strode through the main gate, the entire hall seemed to lower its tone — not because of anyone’s orders, but simply because of the momentum. His black cloak fluttered in the wind, his lazy gaze as deep as an abyss. No one dared to block his path. No one dared to cough.
There was only one person — Kabuto.
“Oh… Naruto-sama! You came!”
The guy rushed out from the corner like a puppy seeing its master, his eyes sparkling and flattering, his arms crossed in front of his chest and his head bowed like a pageboy.
Naruto glanced over. On his forehead was the Konoha emblem—perfect for a regional warden. His appearance was the same as before, but he was no longer the stealthy assassin of Otogakure.
It was because of Oro – who had now become a beauty in Naruto’s harem – that even trusted subordinates like Kabuto were “baptized” and became official personnel, conducting research openly and honestly in Konoha.
“Good…” – Naruto nodded slightly, waving his hand as if shooing away flies – “Keep your place, don’t make me dirty.”
Kabuto shuddered, nodded vigorously, then retreated as if he had never been there.
But before Naruto could continue, from the opposite direction — several familiar figures walked out. His eyes narrowed slightly.
“Oh… so early…”
Team Suigetsu – Jugo – Karin.
Team Sakon – Jirobo – Tayuya.
Team Kin Tsuchi – Kimimaro – Kidomaru.
Eight people—but his gaze only swept over five, then stopped at three.
Karin, Tayuya, Kin Tsuchi.
Three women.
Three perfect bodies.
As his eyes swept over each of them, they all blushed at the same time. All three of them rushed forward as if hypnotized, charging straight at him without any attempt to hide.
“Naruto-sama!!”
Karin was the fastest — her blood-red hair fluttering, her glasses dangling from her nose, her breasts hidden under her medical gown shaking slightly with her rapid breathing. She was almost pressed against him, her small hands lightly gripping his collar as if trying to press her nipples against his chest.
“I heard everything… Oro-sama became a goddess thanks to you… Please… let me be filled like that too…”
Tayuya was not to be outdone either — her dark red hair flowed down her sides, her face was delicate yet a bit stubborn, and her mouth still tried to speak stubbornly:
“Hmm… it’s not that I’m lustful… it’s just… if you can really ‘activate’ chakra like that… then… is it okay to try me?”
But her hand slipped up to his waist without him knowing, her butt under the ninja pants gently rubbed against his thigh, very inviting.
Kin Tsuchi didn’t say much — she just leaned in from behind, wrapped her arms around his waist, and whispered in his ear:
“I’m mentally prepared… if I can be like Oro-sama… I’m also willing to let you fuck me until my uterus tears…”
Naruto narrowed his eyes.
“Little girls…”
“Just seeing me… is already this wet?”
He felt it clearly — between their thighs, there was something lightly stuck to the edge of his robe. Secret fluid. Each of them, seemed to be… oozing.
He chuckled:
“Tsk, just entered the competition field… and already three itchy holes are actively rising up…”
Beside him, Hinata and Haku shivered slightly.
Both of them had been fucked to the core by him many times — so one could tell at a glance that the three girls’ heads were bowed, lips pursed, and trembling slightly were signs of heat. Even without the Byakugan, one could tell — their legs were probably soaked by now.
Hinata squeezed his hand lightly and whispered:
“You… wherever you go, you are surrounded by women…”
Haku was breathing heavily, his eyes sparkling as he looked at Kin Tsuchi who was holding Naruto’s waist tightly, his voice groaning:
“They… also want to have their chakra ‘activated’ like me…?”
Naruto did not reply.
He just bowed his head and whispered:
“If you want… then in this round…”
“…hehe…..we are here to talk again?”
Hearing that, the three girls blushed, simultaneously moaned softly, “Yes…” then dispersed, leaving behind a faint feminine scent on his shirt.
Naruto glanced over the hall once more — his cold gaze seemed to cut through the jealous gazes of the male ninjas. He chuckled:
“Konoha now…”
“…that’s a bit strong.”
But deep in his heart… he was breaking out in a cold sweat:
“The original… I changed it too much.”