In the Woodleaf Great Arena.
Uchiha Seizumi looked around at the crowd of spectators and took a deep breath.
Today was his Jounin promotion test, but in Uchiha Seizumi's eyes, this test was also his fated battle. His opponent was a genius who was not inferior to him in terms of talent or diligence, Aizen Yuusuke.
They were known as the "Muye Twin Stars", his old enemies and also his best friends!
Choke.
As he drew his saber out of its sheath, Zhishui's right hand, which was holding the hilt, trembled slightly. This was not nervousness, but excitement! He turned his gaze to the opposite side and saw a gentle brown-haired youth with a smile on his face. "I know, Lan Ran. You must be feeling the same as me.”
He knew Lan Ran, and Lan Ran knew him well. Zhi Shui felt that the two of them had even reached a state of telepathy. They could understand each other's thoughts just by looking at each other.
This was the absolute tacit understanding that they had honed after fighting side by side in the Hidden Fog Battlefield for many years.
On the spectator stand.
Yuan Fei Sun Slash looked at these two youths brimming with battle intent in the arena, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly. "Who do you think will win?"
"Humph! I was the one who personally taught Lan Zan!”Sitting next to him, Shimura said coldly with a straight face.
Although this old buddy of his did not have a good attitude, Flying Ape Sun Slash still heard the smugness and pride in this fellow's tone. He couldn't help but mock. "But I don't remember Suke-kun calling you teacher, right?”
Shimura's face trembled as he retorted sarcastically. "He's a man of my roots. He doesn't need the weak and pitiful fetters you praise. Ninjas were not children's games!”
Flying Ape Sun Slash was stunned, suddenly feeling that this old buddy of his seemed to be walking further and further down the extreme path. He could not help but want to remind her. "Tuan Zang, you…"
But before he could finish, Tuan Zang interrupted,""It's about to begin, Sun Slash. Open your eyes wide and take a good look at how excellent this old man's perfect work is!”
Buzz.
With a soft hum, Aizen slowly pulled out her long saber from her waist. "Break it, Ethereal Mirage."
Flapping wings.
The sound of a mirror shattering rang out in the entire arena. Strands of fog gradually spread out with Aizen at the center, quickly spreading in all directions.
As expected, this was the first move?
Uchiha Seizumi's expression remained calm. In his scarlet pupils, three black magatama began to spin rapidly.
Ethereal Mirage!
As Aizen's best friend, Uchiha Seizumi knew very well that this was an S-class illusion created by Aizen.
This illusion could use the light refracted by the blade to produce fog and water to interfere with the enemy's vision, causing the enemy to fall into a fog state. It could also hide the user's figure and allow him to approach the enemy silently.
For example, the current situation!
Uchiha Seizumi grabbed the handle of the kodachi and turned around, slashing horizontally.
Ding!
The two sabers collided, and sparks flew everywhere.
After missing his attack, Azureshiro pulled away and pulled away. Zhi Shui, who was holding his blade tightly, did not hesitate to charge forward. Their incredible speed made them look like two ghosts. Their blurry black shadows kept crossing and separating in the arena.
The audience was all attracted by this exciting match, and their eyes were fixed on it.
At this moment.
No one, including Yuan Fei and Ri Zhan on the high platform and the people in the Shimura group, noticed that at the entrance of the passageway right in front of the audience seats, a youth in a white kimono had his hands in his sleeves, his face calm as he stared at the arena.
He had fluffy brown hair, black-rimmed glasses, and a long knife with a green hilt hanging from his waist. His expression was neither sad nor happy.
If there were other spectators present who cast their gazes over, they would discover that this young man's clothes and appearance were exactly the same as Aizen Yuusuke.
Unfortunately, no one noticed this.
Even if someone did cast their gaze over, they would only see the empty passageway and would not notice the person standing at the entrance.
This was the true power of the Ethereal Mirage, complete hypnosis.
It was not an illusion at all, but the ability of Azureshiro. The moment he released the Dragon Slaying Sword, everyone in the arena became a captive.
Even the Shura Eye, which could see through illusions, was unable to resist this abnormal ability.
This was the result of An Ran's experiment a long time ago.
Yes, that's right.
The brown-haired youth's real name was An Ran, not Lan Ran.
An Ran was once a famous psychoanalyst in China on Earth. She was best at studying the psychological activities of certain special groups of people.
His transmigration journey was ordinary. He was not hit by a car, struck by lightning, or fell into the sewers. After a simple nap, he woke up to find himself in the Naruto World.
Not only did he become a child, but he also obtained a golden finger called the " God-level Character System."
The operation of the golden finger was very simple. Draw a card.
[The System will place all kinds of characters from all over the universe into the card pool and let the host randomly select them.]
An Ran had drawn Lan Ran's cosplay card at the start of the game. As long as he completed the role of Aizen, he could gradually unlock all the abilities of this character by increasing his proficiency.
Of course.
The role-playing was easy to say, but it was not easy to do.
This was because one had to consider the character's personality, preferences, demeanor, and way of speaking. Almost all aspects were involved.
Fortunately, this golden finger was more human-like and could automatically correct the host's makeup. It was to put on makeup and style An Ran's body so that his posture and appearance would be perfectly similar to Lan Ran.
Not only that, but the system had also transferred all of Aizen's memories and talents to An Ran. If not for this, he would not have been able to do so well these past few years.
Retracting her thoughts, An Ran glanced at the progress bar on the interface.
[Current cosplay progress: 34%]
Buzz.
The air suddenly shook like a twisted vortex. A man in a black cloak and a strange mask suddenly appeared behind him.
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