The Legend Of Konoha Iruka

I do not know that Huoxuanjian smiled bitterly, and such a Chūnin exam was too casual.

However, Shiranui Genma had to continue to announce: "Konoha Village Shinyuki Izumo will abandon the game, and in the next match, Konoha Village Umino Iruka will automatically advance."

Now the situation is very clear. The next game will be between Uchiha Itachi and clay court.

-------------------------Come to the dividing line of the competition area------------------ ------------

There are three people in the game now, Shiranui Genma, Uchiha Itachi and clay court.

"Are you two ready?" Shiranui Genma asked routinely.

"Ready" Uchiha Itachi.

"Not ready yet" Hong Tu smiled honestly.

"Huh?" Ignorance Huo Xuanjian frowned, and said in doubt: "What else do you want to say?"

"I just want to ask what the game compares?" Clay's eyes were full of expectation.

"Of course it's a test of ninjutsu." Shiranui Genma answered directly without any doubt.

"Can you change the game?" The clay scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

"How do you want to do it?" Shiranui Xuanjian was very curious.

The red earth smiled: "After listening to so many good songs, I suddenly found that I fell in love with music. Can the God of Song teach me to sing? I think I have the potential in this area."

"..." Shiranui Xuanjian didn't want to talk. Why didn't the candidates in this year's competition have a normal one?

"Singing god, please, when you sang just now, I felt my whole blood was boiling" Hong Tu had an admiring expression on his face.

"All right," Uchiha Itachi reluctantly agreed, he was a gentle person.

"What song do you want to sing?" Uchiha Itachi asked.

"I want to sing." Hongtu felt that as long as Uchiha Itachi sang, it would be good.

"No." Uchiha Itachi shook his head: "Everyone is suitable for singing different songs. I am suitable for singing low-pitched and hoarse songs. You should have a composition that suits you."

"Uh...", too professional, the clay can't understand it.

Uchiha Itachi continued: "Then you can just sing a few words, let me listen to it first."

"Good." The red clay was very excited, and sang a few words: "How lonely is invincibility, how empty is invincibility, alone in the peak, the cold wind blows constantly, who can understand my loneliness..."

The red clay sings very hard to hear, even at the end of the singing, it breaks directly.

Uchiha Itachi's brows are slightly frowned, and the five-tone red clay is incomplete, making it unsuitable for singing at all.

"Iruka" Uchiha Itachi turned to look at the audience area and asked, "Do you have a simpler song? It's suitable for a voice like clay."

"Hehe" Iruka sneered: "He is not saved unless he uses the ultimate weapon, the original sound accompaniment!"

"Oh? Then use it." The red clay was looking forward to it: "I can pay."

"No need to pay, as long as you help promote our products." Iruka smiled mysteriously.

"Okay, okay, no problem," the red clay promised hurriedly.

"Well, you sing "Sorrow" first," Iruka laughed.

""Sorrow"?" Clay is very embarrassed, he knows very well that with his ability, he can't sing this song.

"I'm afraid I can sing badly" Clay is embarrassed.

"It's okay, take the megaphone, and sing with confidence," Iruka encouraged.

"Okay, then" Clay Clay picked up the loudspeaker and began to sing: "When you walk into this fun field, you have all the dreams and thoughts on your back, the various makeup on the face, no one remembers your appearance."

As soon as the red clay opened his voice, everyone covered their ears: This is too damn ugly, how did this idiot have the courage to pick up a megaphone and sing? Do evil!

"Sanxun drinks you in the corner, stubbornly singing a bitter song, listening to him being drowned in the hustle and bustle, you pick up the wine glass and say to yourself.

A cup of respect to the morning sun, a cup of respect to the moonlight, awakened my yearning, gentle to the cold window, so I can fly against the wind without looking back, not afraid of rain in my heart and frost in my eyes.

A cup of respect to my hometown, a cup of respect to the distance, guarding my kindness, and urging me to grow, so the road between north and south is no longer long, and the soul is no longer nowhere to rest.

A cup of respect for tomorrow, a cup of respect for the past, support my body, and thicken my shoulders, although I never believe in the so-called high mountains and long rivers, why should life be too short.

A cup of respect to freedom, a cup of respect to death, forgiving my ordinaryness, dispelled the confusion.

Well, after dawn, they always leave the court in a sloppy way. Sober people are the most absurd.

Well, after daybreak, they always leave the scene in a scribbled manner. Sober people are the most absurd..."

The clay soil is still singing in love, and the powerful and powerful in the audience area are fidgeting: it's too ugly, it's really ugly.

"Papa Papa" Iruka clapped on the side: "Do it again."

"Iruka, forget it," Uchiha Itachi persuaded that clay is really not suitable for singing. If you continue to sing, you will die.

"No, sing it again, you will find a different place" Iruka smiled mysteriously.

The red earth was ready to sing it again, and countless dignitaries hurriedly got up, trying to escape the coming magic sound.

"This fat man named Hongtu is too Damn it. Don't sing if you don't sing well".

"Damn, is Iruka crazy? How good is the red clay singing, why does he want to listen to it a second time" Qiangyou 2 couldn't understand.

"Crazy, really crazy, I'm going to leave, I'm going to leave the venue, oh no, I'm going to leave Konoha" Power 3 has already left.

At this time, Iruka was very calm, and said casually: "The original sound will accompany it."

In an instant, the whole venue was lingering with a nice voice, and the clay sang along with the voice: "When you walk into this joyful field, you have all the dreams and thoughts on your back, and the various makeup on the face, no one remembers your appearance.

Three rounds of wine, you are in the corner, stubbornly singing a bitter song, listening to him being drowned in the hustle and bustle, you pick up the wine glass and say to yourself.

A cup of respect to the morning sun, a cup of respect to the moonlight, awakened my yearning, gentle to the cold window, so I can fly against the wind without looking back, not afraid of rain in my heart and frost in my eyes.

A cup of respect to my hometown, a cup of respect to the distance, guarding my kindness, and urging me to grow, so the road between north and south is no longer long, and the soul is no longer nowhere to rest.

A cup of respect for tomorrow, a cup of respect for the past, support my body, and thicken my shoulders, although I never believe in the so-called high mountains and long rivers, why should life be too short.

One cup for freedom, one cup for death..."

The red clay sings nervously, and it is actually very nice, similar to what Uchiha Itachi sings (hehe, of course, it was originally the original accompaniment of Uchiha Itachi.)

"Everyone, have you seen it? This is the original soundtrack" Iruka yelled, "Want to be the next singer? Then order crazy!"

Haha, I really don't forget to promote products at any time.

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