National anime inheritance: I choose Six Paths Obito!

"You know all this!?"

Li Shanyi chewed on the boiled beef and looked at the rich boy beside him with admiration.

Pei Bu Le raised a finger.

"One million... My family spent one million Kyushu coins to collect all the information of the selected college students from various cities."

Qin Shi and Li Shanyi raised their thumbs at the same time.

"Generous, really generous!"

"Akimichi... Choji?"

Qin Shi muttered the inherited name.

This name is a bit familiar.

Qin Shi thought about it and began to search the memory of Naruto anime in his mind.

Choji? Ino-Shika-Chou?

Oh, it turns out to be one of the Twelve Little Strongmen.

Akimichi Choji, a Chunin from the Hidden Leaf Village in the Land of Fire, is good at the multiplication technique.

The fat boy walked onto the stage, looking at the fragrant food, his eyes were shining.

"When I win, I will drag away a whole cart of food!"

Chef Dashan just smiled when he saw the boy drooling.

"As long as you win, everything will be fine."

Without more greetings, the boy named Ding Zhuo has already taken the lead.

"The art of multiplication!"

His arms suddenly grew larger, and his fists became as big as sandbags.

"No wonder you took off your school uniform and wore a sleeveless shirt underneath. It turns out you were afraid of tearing your clothes. Haha, I laughed to death."

Pei Bu Le finally came to his senses.

"Chef, this punch of mine has the power of eighteen years. Even the cows in the village can't stand it."

"How about you just give me the food and we'll stop ordering?"

The fat boy Ding Zhuo suggested enthusiastically.

The chef Dashan smiled, lit a cigarette again and took a deep puff.

"Boy, don't be so quick to brag..."

"Kicking skills, cutting meat shoot!"

A puff of smoke ring was spit out in Ding Zhuo's face.

It made the fat boy Ding Zhuo cough for a while.

Before Ding Zhuo recovered, the black leather shoes of the chef Dashan had kicked over.

"This..."

In a hurry, Ding Zhuo could only wave his huge fist to meet it.

"Bang!"

The sandbag fist and the black leather shoes collided.

The result was obvious.

Chef Dashan's body did not move at all.

The fat boy's body flew high and flew straight into the lake outside the restaurant.

"Oh my god, boiling water, save me, save me!"

Just when he was about to fall into the water, the lake water suddenly changed from boiling to cold ice.

Teacher Qingzhi had come to the side of the big ship and caught the flying fat boy steadily.

"Chef Dashan, I will catch these students for you, and you have to give me more food later."

He shouted towards the restaurant at the top of his voice.

"No problem."

Chef Dashan twisted his neck and looked at the group of freshmen again.

"You students, you don't think you can fight me one-on-one, do you..."

"Hurry up, don't be so shy, I've got bone soup in my pot, as long as the stage can accommodate it, you can all come up together."

"Still the original rules, whoever can withstand one of my moves will pass."

The students looked at each other, I don't know who started it.

"Grab, grab the food!"

Ten students jumped onto the stage at the same time, but they didn't run towards Chef Dashan.

Instead, they ran directly to the food cart and stretched out their hands to grab the food.

However, their movements were a bit weird, like puppets being manipulated.

They walked a little mechanically, and there was a look of fear on their faces.

For a while, the scene was in chaos.

"How stupid, I told you, only those who can withstand one of my moves are qualified to take the food."

Chef Dashan snorted coldly, and smoked the cigarette in his hand until only the butt was left.

Then he threw away the white chef's hat on his head.

"Little brats, if you don't follow the rules, don't blame me for being rough with you."

His eyes shone, black marks appeared around his eye sockets, and a chill emanated from his body.

"Is this, Observation Haki!?"

Qin Shi exclaimed in his heart.

Observation Haki, one of the three types of Haki in One Piece, is the proof of a strong person.

This Haki can make the five senses sharper, detect the breath and emotional changes of the surrounding creatures, and predict the opponent's moves.

"Devil Wind Kick, Level 1 Minced Meat!"

The flash gathered at the toes of Chef Dashan, and kicked the students who were grabbing food on the stage at a dazzling speed.

"Bang Bang Bang!"

The rapid continuous kicks, in just two seconds, the bodies of all ten students flew backwards.

No one touched the food.

"Pain, pain, pain!"

The student who fell on the ice lake covered his chest and couldn't get up for a while.

The force of the kick was much stronger than the force of the kick against the fat boy Ding Zhuo before.

"This is what happens when you don't follow the rules!"

Chef Dashan roared.

The other students who were ready to move and grab the food suddenly became quiet.

Just kidding, ten people were kicked away in two seconds.

They were all kicked out of the ship and hit the hard ice.

If they were not all inheritors above B level, their physical fitness would have been incomparable to ordinary people.

This kick would probably make those ten people unable to get out of bed for half a year.

But not everyone was frightened by Chef Dashan's sharp kick.

As soon as he stopped roaring, a blue figure moved.

"It's an S-level student, someone from them has taken action!"

Under the stage, a student screamed.

Qin Shi also got very alert.

Except for the legendary god-level inheritance, S-level is already the king of inheritance levels.

"Here we go. Look at the one using the silk thread. He is from a famous gangster family in Kyushu. His name is Mingge!"

"The inheritance is from the Pirate King, S-class, Doflamingo, and this kid is very talented."

Pei Bu Le turned into a commentator, pointing and explaining the battle situation to his two roommates.

"The fruit ability in the Pirate World has been developed by him, and he can use some moves of the String-String Fruit."

On the stage, a man with blond hair and sunglasses was showing a bloodthirsty smile.

His hands were covered with almost transparent silk threads.

And the other end of the silk thread, at some point, had been connected to the foot of Chef Dashan.

"Hey, slow down, parasitic thread!"

The parasitic thread can control the limbs of others like a puppet with fine puppet silk threads.

Mingge, a student in a blue school uniform, laughed and tore harder with both hands.

His ability is definitely not enough to control a strong man like Dashan.

But he can interfere with the enemy's movements through such puppet threads.

Sure enough, under the traction of the silk thread, Chef Dashan's kick towards the nine people slowed down instantly.

"When did these silk threads come from..."

Even Chef Dashan had a trace of shock in his eyes.

Pei Bule, who was explaining to his roommate with great joy, also said with regret at this moment.

"Although Chef Dashan is just a cook in the academy, there are many talented people here, who doesn't have some strength!?"

"If Chef Dashan is not strong, how dare he call his restaurant a fighting restaurant?"

"But, what a pity..."