113Everyone stand up, my name is Uzumaki NarutoAI Model: gemini-2.5-flashChapter 113 Everyone stand up, my name is Uzumaki Naruto
When Naruto's true identity was revealed before everyone, the entire venue fell silent.
Everyone stared blankly at Uzumaki Naruto, who stood proudly on the podium.
The Daimyo beside him looked at him with a dazed expression.
Obito and Zetsu stared at him dumbfounded.
Orochimaru's sinister smile also froze.
Kakashi, with his hands behind his back, let the Icha Icha Paradise he was holding slip from his grasp and fall to the ground with a thud.
Kisame silently picked up Samehada from the ground.
Might Guy and the others, every single one of them, fell silent, their expressions gradually becoming complex.
"Uzumaki Naruto?"
Sasuke's originally calm and proud expression shattered; he charged from the wall to the railing, gripping the fence with both hands, staring in disbelief at the spirited Uzumaki Naruto on the stage.
"How is this possible?"
Sasuke was broken.
Truly.
From the beginning of school, he had considered Naruto his lifelong rival.
There was no reason, just that strange feeling.
He knew he was inferior to Uzumaki Naruto, but he always felt he was only a little bit away from catching up.
So, for the past few years, he had been diligently training and chasing.
But why…
Looking at the stage with trembling lips, Sasuke's face was somewhat ashen.
He suddenly felt that all his efforts over the years were a complete joke.
He had always thought he was on the same level as Uzumaki Naruto.
It turned out the other person was on a completely different plane.
How could he compete?
Shikamaru quietly walked over and patted Sasuke's shoulder.
This feeling was very uncomfortable, but the facts were right before their eyes.
He was also very shocked!
My people, who understands me?
In the blink of an eye, the Hokage—no, the Daimyo—became their childhood friend.
The few people present deeply understood this complex feeling.
Shikamaru glanced at Hinata, who was dumbfounded and blushing, and quietly sighed, tears welling up: "I regret not being a girl, otherwise I might have been able to just relax."
Crack!
"Ow, ow, ow!"
Hearing Shikamaru's words, Choji accidentally bit down too hard while eating snacks, leaving a pair of teeth marks.
Ino looked at Shikamaru with disdain, then her eyes lit up as she stared at Naruto.
Afterward, she looked at Hinata with regret and envy.
This foolish girl, what great fortune.
Hinata stared blankly at Naruto, unable to reconcile the usually mischievous Naruto with the incredibly handsome Naruto before her.
She subconsciously touched her eyes, her face flushed, looking a little silly.
Neji was also stunned, and after looking at Hinata, he found it somewhat unbearable to watch.
The originally gentle and soft Hinata, the cute and sweet girl, had turned into a silly girl.
It was all Uzumaki Naruto's fault, he even snuck in some personal favors while feeding her.
Damn it!
The other friends watched the spirited Naruto.
How could this be possible?
It was too fantastical.
"This is impossible!"
Obito snapped back to reality, his voice sharp, completely broken.
Zetsu's expression also split. (Referencing the black and white split)
Truly—split!
Sasori's originally calm expression froze.
Not only that,
Every single person present, seeing Naruto's appearance and remembering his age, fell silent.
Every single one of them subconsciously stood up.
This was too astonishing.
They had never imagined that the person sitting in the Hokage Office would be Uzumaki Naruto.
"No, that Transformation Technique!"
Obito and Zetsu exchanged glances, suddenly realizing.
That mysterious organization five years ago.
That extremely mysterious organization, which they couldn't find any information about, now seemed entirely like a trick orchestrated by Uzumaki Naruto himself.
Everything, everything now connected.
They suddenly discovered a shocking truth: they had always been played for fools by a five-year-old child.
Hiruzen Sarutobi and his people back then, the Akatsuki Organization.
These Ninja who grew up in schemes and conspiracies, were actually played by a five-year-old child?
Can you believe it!
"Information!"
"Hahaha, what a fantastic information asymmetry!"
Obito suddenly burst into laughter.
As he laughed, tears unexpectedly streamed down his face.
He was simply a hellish joke.
"Zetsu!"
"Here!"
Obito's expression was cold: "This time, at all costs, we must kill him."
"I know!"
Zetsu's voice was cold.
Obito was broken, could he be doing any better?
He had been observing Naruto constantly, yet for all these years, he hadn't revealed a single flaw.
This was terrifying to think about.
If he hadn't known of his existence, if he hadn't known of his abilities, how could Uzumaki Narutohave done it so flawlessly?
So, where exactly did the problem occur?
He couldn't figure it out.
He couldn't understand.
Therefore, they knew that no matter what, they had to capture Naruto today.
Extract his Nine-Tailed and send him to the Pure Land.
Only a dead Uzumaki Naruto could put their minds at ease.
"Let me reintroduce myself, my name is Uzumaki Naruto, and this year…"
He grinned: "I'm 12 years old!"
Damn it!
So arrogant.
So envious.
Shikamaru and the others looked on with envy.
This was the pinnacle of life.
A 12-year-old, who step by step, rose to become the Daimyo.
This level of achievement, unless the world is destroyed, will surely secure his place in history.
And he will leave a profound mark on history.
"From today, the Land of Fire will be under my command."
Naruto's gaze swept over the complex expressions of the crowd, and he chuckled: "Now I announce, the final round of the Chunin Exams officially begins."
He casually put down the megaphone in his hand, turned, and walked step by step back to his original position, slowly sitting down.
"Are you enjoying this?"
The Nine-Tailed spoke: "I see your mouth is curved like a hook."
"Yes!"
Naruto nodded.
What's so hard to admit about that?
Just look at the dumbfounded, expressionless faces of the people below.
"You're making me want to show off too."
The Nine-Tailed rubbed his paws, looking envious.
"Don't worry, it will be our turn soon."
Naruto comforted him, his peripheral vision scanning Orochimaru, who hadn't quite recovered yet.
Orochimaru froze, raised a hand to adjust his Kazekage hat, and fine beads of cold sweat broke out on his back.
He was too surprised, and too unexpected.
This guy was actually Uzumaki Naruto.
Who would have thought?
At five years old, he had taken out the Third Hokage and his people, and taken the position of Hokage.
The most astonishing thing was how he managed to contact the Uchiha Clan under these people's noses, and how he got Nara Shikaku and the others to defect?
Just with those resources? Unlikely.
"Impressive."
Orochimaru was impressed.
His gaze swept over, subtly looking towards Yakushi Kabuto, and made a gesture.
Yakushi Kabuto: "…"
Orochimaru was speechless, and made another gesture.
Yakushi Kabuto: "…"
This child, was he scared silly?
Orochimaru frowned, and once again made a vigorous gesture.
Yakushi Kabuto: "…"
Orochimaru: "…"
Damn it!
An unreliable child.
"Oh, oh, oh!"
Just as Orochimaru wished he could personally go down and kick Yakushi Kabuto, Yakushi Kabutofinally snapped out of it.
He gave an awkward smile, suppressed the tumultuous waves in his heart, and began to form hand signs:
"Nirvana Temple Technique!"
Genjutsu, activate!