As expected, the instructor examined the fifty-meter target for quite some time before loudly announcing, "Soldier Kyle, three shots missed, the score is 0."
"Kyle, what are you talking about?" The youth blinked and, under Kyle's puzzled gaze, pointed to himself and said with a smile on his face, "I am Steve Rogers."
"Quick, someone calls for help! These fools are defying Vicente!" A bystander shouted, fearing for these young individuals who had spent a few months outside the village.
'One day, I will come here just like my big sister and finally help her and big brother!' She thought, dreaming of following in her big sister's footsteps, feeling more excited than other members of her family.
Orange ones could be found at a ratio of 1 to 200; Yellow ones at 1 to 4,000; Green ones at 1 to 80,000; Cyan ones at 1 to 1,600,000; Indigo ones at 1 to 32,000,000; and Violet ones at 1 to 640,000,000.
She seizes the opportunity, gripping his neck and forcefully driving him to the ground. Pinning the assassin down, she forcefully opens his mouth and inserts a cloth, ensuring that he cannot use it as a means of suicide.
The silver-haired Anbu member kneeling in front of him kept his head down and didn't interrupt. He didn't even look at the Third Hokage, just silently stayed there like a sculpture.