This morning, Muye Street was particularly lively. There were many adults and children with children everywhere on the street.
Most of the children looked expectant and excited. They asked their parents what would be in the ninja school, whether the teachers were fierce, and whether they would be able to make good friends.
That's right, today was the opening day of the ninja school. These children were all freshmen this year, and beside them were their parents.
The Ninja School was run by Naruto II, and it was a good source of excellent ninjas for Kiba. It allowed the students to learn the most basic ninja skills and ensure a certain level of combat effectiveness.
After seeing the benefits of the Ninja School, the various countries also followed suit and established their own but different Ninja Schools.
As one of the new students this year, our little Lejian kid was forced to walk to the Ninja School by Meiqi and Xuan Ye after crying, throwing a tantrum, and hanging himself. As his master, Ziraya and Tsunei were naturally present. After all, the opening ceremony of the Ninja School was completed under the watch of their loved ones.
Along the way, Le Jian was a little depressed. He thought about how he could be happy when he was going to school. Also, he had participated in the monthly lucky draw last night.
The prizes this time were basically very ordinary things. There was not even a ninjutsu, let alone the limit of blood inheritance. The extremely disappointed Le Jian casually turned around and the prize was a pair of black fingerless gloves. The design looked very ordinary.
However, after Le Jian put it on, he found that the glove wrapped his palm very well. The fabric was very elastic and had good breathability. It was very smooth and did not feel uncomfortable at all. Moreover, the defense of the glove was not bad. Although it looked like it was made of fabric, Le Jian used Kuwuthorn and realized that it could not be pierced.
When Le Jian and the others arrived at the Ninja School, there was already a large group of people gathered at the entrance. Each parent had one or two children beside them.
Most of these parents were wearing ninja vests, and the rest were civilians. These civilian children looked a little afraid. After all, they would be exposed to the mysterious ninja life in their hearts in the future.
Although there were no rules, as long as the parents were ninjas, their children would definitely become ninjas, unless the child did not have ninja talent. However, there were not many civilians who sent their children to become ninjas because they were used to a stable life and did not want their children to become dangerous ninjas.
Due to the arrival of Le Jian, it obviously caused a sensation here. After all, the people behind Le Jian were not ordinary people, be it Selaiya, Okami, or Xuan Ye.
Xuan Ye knew quite a few people here and greeted them warmly.
All the ninjas greeted the two of them respectfully. At the same time, they looked at Yue Jian curiously. They had heard rumors that Yue Jian was the disciple of the two masters in front of them.
Ninjas who knew how to make use of resources naturally told their children to build a good relationship with Le Jian. They might get unexpected benefits in the future.
"Alright, I'm the reception teacher for this year's new students. Everyone calls me Teacher Birch. Next, all the new students will line up here. Every ten people will form a line. After you line up, Lord Naruto will come and speak, so everyone must hurry up."
Upon hearing that they would be able to see the third generation Naruto, even the ignorant children revealed excited expressions. To many of them, Naruto was a god-like existence.
There were about a hundred new students this time, so they were arranged in ten rows and ten columns. Perhaps it was because the third generation Naruto had arrived, but even the naughty children were quiet at this moment.
The music room was on the left side of the first row. He wanted to move back so that he wouldn't be noticed by the ninjas at the front, including the third-generation ninjas. However, he was squeezed up by the little wimp at the back.
Not long after, the third-generation successor appeared in everyone's eyes, wearing a godly robe and smoking a pipe. The ninjas who were chatting quickly stood up and looked at the third-generation successor solemnly.
At this time, the 3rd generation was in the prime of his life. At the same time, he had single-handedly brought Muye on the road to prosperity. Whether it was his strength or political methods, he had obtained the recognition of countless Ninjas in Muye.
Among the ninjas, only Kirai and Okami were able to keep their expressions unchanged. Kirai smiled and greeted the third-generation ninja, while Okami turned his head away from the third-generation ninja. He seemed to be a little angry.
During the Jounin meeting a few days ago, Okami had suggested to include Medical Ninjas in the mission team and proposed to establish a training mechanism for Medical Ninjas. This proposal was not passed on the spot, and as a teacher, the third generation did not support him on the spot.
Not far away, the third-generation successor looked at Okami and could not help but reveal a bitter smile. The number of ninjas was tight during the war. Where would they have the time and energy to train medical ninjas? This was also the main reason why the third-generation successor did not support Okami.
Although he looked helpless, the third-generation successor was more proud of himself. He was the one who had nurtured the three-in-one that shook the Ninja Realm. Just this alone was enough for the third-generation successor to be proud of for the rest of his life.
The third-generation successor shifted his gaze from the ninjas to the new students in front of him. These people represented the future pillars of Kiba. Looking at the excitement, agitation, anxiety, fear, and other expressions in their eyes, the third-generation successor revealed a kind smile, easing the tension in their hearts.
The first row was always easy to spot. The third-generation successor soon saw Le Jian standing in the middle. The three-year-old Le Jian did not have a protruding head, but he was like a luminous pearl among the freshmen, causing people to involuntarily turn their eyes to him.
" What are you looking at, old man?" Le Jian was already very unhappy. Now that he was being stared at by the pervert in front of him, he muttered softly.
The people present were all ninjas with sharp ears and eyes. Due to the fact that they were third-generation ninjas, the scene was very quiet at the moment. There was no doubt that the muttering of music entered the ears of many people.
Xuan Ye's mouth twitched slightly, and he laughed out loud. He did not give the third generation any face at all, while Okami felt quite relieved. He felt that the word 'dead' should have been added in front of the music room, damn old man.
Many ninjas wanted to laugh but didn't dare to. After all, it was rare to see the third generation Naruto suffer.
The third-generation successor glared at Selaiya because he was the only one who would address him as an old man. Yue Jian must have been led astray by him.
The Kazuma III had met Kazuma once during the Uchiha Tomitake incident. At that time, he only felt that Kazuma was very smart and had the chance to become an excellent ninja.
However, he did not expect that Yue Jian would be taken in as a disciple by both Kirai and Okami. This was clearly beyond the expectations of the third generation.
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