075 Naruto Mobile Game

One week passed in the blink of an eye.

During this time, everyone beat the drums and went all out, working at full throttle, all for the sake of being fully prepared before the competition began.

Today, the Organization Dominion Tournament finally arrived.

What was everyone feeling? Hard to say. Were they really ready? No one knew.

But no matter what, there was no room left for retreat or hesitation. The moment the countdown ended would be the moment the battle began!

Time: 11:50 a.m.

Location: Hokage Rock

[Uzumaki Naruto]organization's ten members were all present. Some sat on the ground, others stood.

Without exception, every one of them held a phone in their hands, eyes fixed tightly on the slowly ticking time.

"Before we start, let me say something."

Shikamaru stepped forward, his gaze sweeping in turn over Naruto, Sasuke, Sakura, Chōji, Ino, Kakashi, Asuma, Mikoto, and Jiraiya.

Although he'd been shoved into this by his dad and caught a bit off guard, this tournament was not something to take lightly.

The organization's final ranking would determine the nation's subsequent Influence Points. Whether they could succeed in choosing correctly rested in their own hands.

So even Shikamaru, normally as lazy as they came, put on an unusually serious attitude at this moment.

"I'll keep it short. You've all read the detailed rules of the tournament. Just proceed according to the plan."

"Everyone has two consecutive win chances and one purchase chance. That purchase must be used."

"On the premise of maintaining your HP, attack opponents as much as possible. As long as your attacks always land and you always dodge incoming hits, even with a battle power gap, you can still win."

"Differences in battle power show up in many aspects, like HP and attack."

"I speculate that although HP values differ, when applied to the single HP bar in a duel, they should be displayed as percentages."

"In other words, even if you deal just 1 point of damage, if your HP is 100%, then your opponent becomes 99.99%. The winner is still you."

"The final outcome of the tournament will be decided by the number of players remaining uneliminated on each side. If the numbers are the same, then it comes down to overall organization battle power."

"In terms of battle power, our organization has no advantage, so our headcount must be ahead."

"Even taking down just one more opponent is a huge advantage, because the total is 10v10."

"And finally… those who work together will win!"

Shikamaru raised his right hand high. It had been a long time—he'd really gotten fired up for once.

What embarrassed him, though, was that not a single person responded. Not even Naruto, who usually made the most noise.

This wasn't mockery, nor was it to enjoy Shikamaru's awkwardness. It was silent acknowledgment.

Yes. There was no need for words at all!

Seeing the fearless expressions on everyone's faces, Shikamaru quietly let out a breath of relief.

No matter what, everything that could be planned in advance had already been arranged. What remained depended on on-the-spot performance.

This kind of hot-blooded state—calm on the surface, with fire hidden beneath—was the best, wasn't it?

These past few days, they'd been constantly adjusting!

Shikamaru sat down on the ground, pulled out an emulator from his jacket, and plugged in his phone.

Watching the seconds tick by on the screen, he suddenly felt dazed, as if his mind had wandered far away.

[Uzumaki Naruto]organization obtaining qualification to participate truly hadn't been easy. It was the result of everyone contributing their wallets.

Naruto had poured all the money he'd saved into the Ninja Mobile Game. Before this, he hadn't even been willing to draw High-Class Recruitment.

Sasuke had the Uchiha family's assets.

Speaking of which, they also had to thank Mikoto-san for helping adjust the team atmosphere, accompanying them in training and matches from beginning to end without a single complaint.

Jiraiya-sama being here was genuinely surprising.

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With this powerful support, the organization barely managed to step on the passing line and obtain qualification in the end.

After all, Jiraiya-sama was a famous author of best-selling novels in the ninja world!

It seemed Asuma-sensei and Kakashi-sensei had also gotten serious, investing the money they'd earned from missions over the years.

The Ino–Shika–Chō families also provided major assistance.

Among this group, Sakura's family situation was probably the weakest, but it was said that once her parents learned the inside story, they were extremely generous, nearly emptying out their savings.

Such a temporary, pieced-together, overly young organization barely reached a battle power ranking of 14.

They almost fell out of the top 16.

There already seemed to be rumors in the village. Not many people had faith in them.

Think about it. The number one organization in the Land of Fire was unquestionably the Daimyō Group. Second was the Hokage Group, which gathered Konoha's top powerhouses.

Then there were the various private clan groups, the civilian alliance group, and some organizations personally formed by village higher-ups.

For them to reach 14th on the organization battle power leaderboard was practically a miracle! Maybe someone even went easy on them.

And to break out of this server, the first opponents they had to face were these very groups… no, these people had now become the organization's greatest enemies.

So if their organization truly took first or second place and advanced to cross-server battles—

Then every opponent in cross-server would be just like them, having fought their way out from their own server.

They would have to continue fighting, with the resolve to knock down every opponent standing in their way.

Only then would there be a possibility of claiming the final championship!

How unbelievable. Just thinking about it made one's scalp tingle, not to mention the controversy and price they'd pay after a loss.

Shifting blame was human nature. You beat your own people to get out, then lose to outsiders.

Just wait and see how your own people curse you.

Layer upon layer of pressure piled up, far greater than imagined.

But…

Shikamaru came back to himself and glanced to his left.

Naruto—the ninja of number-one unpredictability, who had fooled everyone in the ninja world's first-ever ninja duel.

Sasuke—the last Uchiha, bearing a mission unimaginable to ordinary people for many years now.

Sakura—born to an ordinary family, possessing the top theoretical knowledge surpassing all her peers at the ninja academy.

Shikamaru turned his head again, looking to the right.

Kakashi-sensei—a famous figure in the ninja world. Graduated from the ninja academy at age five, became a chūnin at six, a jōnin at twelve, and still held the record to this day.

Asuma-sensei—the Third Hokage's son, chosen in his youth as one of the Twelve Guardian Ninja to protect the Land of Fire's Daimyō.

Jiraiya-sama—disciple of the Third Hokage, one of the legendary Three Ninja, renowned throughout the ninja world.

Mikoto-san—the resurrected wife of the Uchiha clan head. Just in terms of experiences, hers was unprecedented in the ninja world.

"Shikamaru, it's about to start. Don't space out!" Chōji on his left lightly tugged at him.

"This guy, who knows what he's getting randomly nervous about." Ino bent down and sat at Shikamaru's right.

Chōji, his strength matched his appetite, the most unignorable man among this year's genin, and his closest friend.

Ino. Beneath her noisy personality was someone who never wavered at critical moments, someone who could absolutely be relied upon.

And then there was him, Shikamaru.

The brain of this trio, and the brain of this organization.

To say it without false modesty, if the Organization Dominion Tournament didn't factor in battle power, he'd already won half of it.

Who would've thought—every single one of them was extraordinary.

Could they not compare to others? Could they not compare to other organizations? Shikamaru smiled silently.

So it turned out that all this time, the only one who'd been nervous from start to finish was him alone.

Making a pre-battle mobilization speech, repeating reminders again and again, as if everyone else were fools who hadn't prepared.

Not only were they prepared—they'd practically already won!