“Ryosuke, you idiot!” Nawaki jumped out, angrily shouting, “Don’t use Ninjutsu that isn’t successful!” “Uh… sorry, my mistake.” Ryosuke crawled out of the grass, apologizing awkwardly.
In truth, he hadn’t expected it to fail, after all, he had succeeded last night.
Mikoto smoothed her frizzled hair and raised her Kunai, cautiously keeping her eyes on Gekko Kado in the tree.
Gekko Kado flashed back to another large tree, glancing at the tree trunk, which was smoking and charred in several places from the lightning strike.
Although the Ninjutsu had failed, its power was extraordinary.
Gekko Kado smiled and asked, “Is this a Ninjutsu you created yourself?” Ryosuke rubbed his nose and said somewhat awkwardly, “Sort of, I’m still figuring it out, it’s not very mature yet.” “The power is good, and the potential is great, but there are also considerable problems, you need to practice more.” Gekko Kado gravely pointed out Ryosuke’s shortcomings.
What are a teacher’s duties?
They are to guide students in solving problems and wholeheartedly help them grow.
The purpose of this outdoor survival training was precisely to help the students identify their respective shortcomings, enable them to grow, and prepare them for ninja life.
Therefore, when he discovered a clear weakness in a student, his first reaction was to correct it.
Although Gekko Kado’s criticism was stern, he felt relieved internally.
‘If he truly masters this technique, combined with the Sharingan, it will absolutely be a devastating battlefield killer.’ “Yes, it’s not stable enough, still far from perfect.” Ryosuke said without discouragement, “However, I’ve already thought of a way to deal with you now, Kado-sensei.” “Hmph, you certainly dare to speak, you arrogant brat.
Then let me see it, your so-called method.” Gekko Kado broke off a branch to use as a weapon.
“V-formation!” Nawaki and Mikoto, with perfect synchronicity, flashed to his left and right.
Ryosuke stood at the very front as the vanguard, Nawaki on the left, Mikoto on the right.
“Excellent.
One should have such momentum when facing an enemy.
Come at me with the resolve to kill me, let me give you a graduation lesson.” Gekko Kado grew excited, his long-dormant fighting spirit ignited.
‘Uh, why did he suddenly get so chuunibyou?’ Ryosuke was taken aback, unsure how to respond to this severely outdated chuunibyou hot-bloodedness.
Should he also shout something in response?
“I’ll show you how amazing I, Senju Nawaki, am!
Let’s go, Ryosuke!” Nawaki was quite “receptive” to the hot-blooded scene.
He roared with excitement, charging towards Gekko Kado.
Ryosuke couldn’t help but curse inwardly.
This kind of hot-blooded recklessness, exclusive to shonen manga protagonists, catches one off guard, leaving no time to even formulate a plan.
Gekko Kado flashed from the tree, leaping down, but he bypassed the eager Nawaki, making his way to Ryosuke.
The branch in his hand thrust towards Ryosuke’s throat.
So fast!
Ryosuke was secretly startled.
He swung his Kunai to parry, but just as the Kunai was halfway up, Gekko Kado flicked the branch.
Swish!
The branch bypassed the Kunai and struck Ryosuke’s left hand like a whip.
The back of his right hand was cut open, immediately oozing blood, and the Kunai in his hand was knocked away.
The branch slashed more than a dozen times, entangling Ryosuke.
Ryosuke didn’t know how to defend himself.
He could block the left but not the right, the top but not the bottom, so he could only endure the blows, feeling miserable.
Why am I the only one getting beaten?
How could Mikoto just watch Ryosuke get hit?
She reached out and pressed on Ryosuke’s shoulder, using the leverage to jump up, soaring over Ryosuke, and kicking at Gekko Kado with both feet.
Gekko Kado hadn’t expected Mikoto to launch a counterattack by putting herself in harm’s way, and he was somewhat unprepared, only able to raise his left hand to block.
This gave Ryosuke an opportunity to counterattack.
He thrust both palms forward, hitting Gekko Kado in the chest and pushing him back four steps before he could dissipate the force and regain his footing.
“Good, both of your Taijutsu are decent…” Gekko Kado turned around, finding Nawaki’s mouth puffed out, his hands cupped around his mouth like a megaphone.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Three water needles shot out, moving with astonishing speed.
This was Water Release: Water Needles Technique, the fastest Ninjutsu Nawaki had mastered, most suitable for a sneak attack from behind.
This was the first time Gekko Kado felt threatened.
Nawaki’s timing for the sneak attack was perfect.
If it were an ordinary Chunin, they would have been hit by now.
Gekko Kado immediately dodged with the Body Flicker Technique, displaying his years of honed skill to the fullest.
However, his sense of threat did not disappear.
It was as if an invisible needle was poised between his eyebrows, causing him unease.
He turned to look at Ryosuke, just in time to see him throw two Kunai, one from the left and one from the right.
The timing was incredibly precise but Gekko Kado’s reaction was still fast.
He flicked his branch to parry the Kunai, but he didn’t continue his attack.
Nawaki, Ryosuke, and Mikoto, each standing at a corner, had him surrounded in the middle.
I was so foolish.
Ryosuke suddenly realized his ‘foolishness’ and began to reflect.
I clearly possess the Sharingan, I clearly possess the Eye of Pregnancy, so why don’t I use them?
Why am I so fixated on using my own Ninjutsu?
Do battles between ninjas really come down to who has a higher talent for developing Ninjutsu, or whose Ninjutsu is cooler?
No, they don’t.
In battles between ninjas, there are only two outcomes: life and death.
The winner stands, the loser dies.
As long as you can win, any method is acceptable.
So why not fully utilize the Sharingan, why not use the Eye of Pregnancy granted by the system?
What am I even doing?
It’s too stupid.
Just think about Sasuke later on.
What he turned himself into just to gain power—even growing a monstrous arm on his back when he activated Cursed Seal Level Two.
And Madara, as the Ninja World’s second strongest, embedded Hashirama’s face in his chest to become stronger.
Even Danzo, that old schemer, didn’t he make himself look less than human?
As long as one can become stronger, what means can’t be used?
I clearly possess powerful capital, so why don’t I use it?
Developing Ninjutsu is certainly important, but immediate combat strength is fundamental, and my immediate combat strength is clearly my eyes.
The Sharingan is the truly powerful force that makes enemies wary.
Don’t let flashy Ninjutsu distract you.
Think about Obito.
He focused solely on the Sharingan, and then he became formidable.
Ryosuke calmed his mind and closed his eyes before opening them again.
His One Tomoe Sharingan glowed faintly.
“Hmm?
Good eyes.
It seems you’ve finally made up your mind, but I won’t wait for you.” Gekko Kado’s figure flickered, appearing in front of Ryosuke, striking with a branch.
Ryosuke was the most threatening of the three, so he didn’t plan to hold back this time.
He intended to crush him in one go, temporarily incapacitating him.
Whoosh!
The branch cut through the air with a whistling sound, sweeping towards Ryosuke’s left arm.
Yet, Ryosuke showed no reaction at all, standing still.
Whoosh!
The branch passed through Ryosuke’s body.
Ryosuke was like a phantom, offering no resistance.
“What?!” Gekko Kado couldn’t help but exclaim in extreme astonishment.
He swung the branch, and with a series of ‘whoosh, whoosh, whoosh,’ he struck dozens of times, all landing on Ryosuke’s body.
But Ryosuke stood right in front of him, completely unharmed, allowing the branch to pass through him repeatedly.
“What’s going on?” Gekko Kado had never encountered such a situation and was inevitably taken aback.
He observed Ryosuke more closely but detected nothing special.
Ryosuke’s expression was calm and his pair of crimson Sharingan were exceptionally bright.
Sharingan?
Gekko Kado suddenly realized, a turbulent wave crashing in his heart.
I’ve fallen into a Genjutsu?!
He thought that only Genin-level individuals like Nawaki would be confused by a One Tomoe Sharingan’s Genjutsu, he never expected to fall victim himself.
Two months ago, he had heard that the Hokage was preparing to promote him to Special Jonin and send him back to the front lines.
However, now, he had fallen for a Ninja Academy student’s Genjutsu.