“I don’t understand?” Obito didn’t know how to answer for a moment.
He could only attribute it to Sosuke’s good looks.
Damn it!
Is being handsome something to brag about?
Obito felt a sense of crisis.
They’d only known each other for a few days, and Rin Nohara was already this familiar with Sosuke!
Danger!
…
Sosuke ignored Obito’s hostile gaze and took out shuriken from his Ninja tool pouch.
Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish.
Five shuriken pierced the very center of the target almost simultaneously.
Immediately after, five Kunai also pierced the bullseye of the target.
All ten Ninja tools hit the bullseye; not a single one landed outside the target area.
“Perfect score.” The Chunin instructor wrote down the score on the clipboard and looked up at Sosuke.
Another perfect score.
The quality of students this year seems exceptionally high.
He used to love telling students, “You are the worst class I have ever taught.”
Looking at it now, which class was the worst is still debatable.
But this class, with Sosuke and Kakashi Hatake, might just be the best class he has ever taught?
Sosuke nodded slightly and returned to the crowd.
Obito stood where he was, watching Sosuke’s back, that ominous premonition in his heart growing heavier.
There was already Kakashi Hatake before, and now another Sosuke has popped up.
Both of them got perfect scores easily.
Wouldn’t that make him look useless?
Obito looked down at his own hands, screaming inwardly in frustration.
Useless hands, be more reliable!
Why do you always drop the ball at critical moments!
…
“Kurenai, what are you looking at?” Asuma Sarutobi was wearing a jacket, looking noticeably trendier than the other students.
He had his hands in his pockets, deliberately lowered his voice, and spoke to Kurenai Yuhi beside him in a vocal fry he considered very charming.
Kurenai Yuhi withdrew her gaze and shook her head.
“They are really amazing,” Kurenai Yuhi said, her gaze shifting between Sosuke and Kakashi Hatake.
Her performance just now was also good; all five shuriken hit the target body, with three hitting the bullseye.
Her aim with the Kunai was slightly worse, but her overall score could still rank in the upper tier in class.
But compared to a perfect score, she was still cut short.
“Besides, have you looked at the class schedule?
This afternoon is the class you are good at.”
Kurenai Yuhi nodded.
The afternoon class was Genjutsu.
This was indeed her strong suit.
Under Yuhi Shinku’s guidance, her father, Kurenai, naturally possessed a foundation in Genjutsu far surpassing her peers.
Afternoon.
The Chunin instructor responsible for teaching Genjutsu, Tomoya Yokoyama, stepped onto the podium.
He cleared his throat and wrote the two characters “Genjutsu” on the blackboard.
“What we are going to talk about today is Genjutsu, one of the three basic Ninja skills,” Tomoya Yokoyama said, turning to face the whole class.
“Genjutsu is a technique that uses Chakra to interfere with the opponent’s five senses, causing them to fall into hallucinations.
Its target is not the enemy’s body, but the enemy’s mind.”
Tomoya Yokoyama continued, “Genjutsu is usually cast using the five senses as a medium.
The most common is visual-type Genjutsu, which injects Chakra into the opponent’s body through their eyes.
Additionally, there are Advanced Genjutsu that use hearing, smell, touch, or even taste as a medium.”
“To defend against Genjutsu, the most basic method is to seal off the corresponding senses.
For example, when facing visual-type Genjutsu, do not look into the opponent’s eyes.”
“And to dispel a Genjutsu that has already taken effect, you need to disrupt the flow of Chakra within your own body.”
Tomoya Yokoyama spoke to this point, then changed his tone.
“However, the above methods only apply to ordinary Genjutsu.”
“If it is a Dojutsu-based Genjutsu, the situation is completely different.”
“Teacher, is Dojutsu-based Genjutsu really that unsolvable?
What if you are the only one on the battlefield and you get caught in a Genjutsu?” Shiranui Genma raised his hand, with the stick from a lollipop still in his mouth.
Tomoya Yokoyama looked at him, his tone becoming serious.
“There is no way.” he shook his head.
“Once you are caught by a Dojutsu-based Genjutsu, you cannot break it by yourself.
You must use someone else’s Chakra to interfere from the outside to have a chance of dispelling it, unless you possess the Byakugan.”
“Therefore, when facing Dojutsu-based Genjutsu, the only way is prevention.
Absolutely do not let your line of sight make contact with the opponent’s eyes.”
At this point, Tomoya Yokoyama looked at the students in the class who possessed Dojutsu.
The Byakugan of the Hyuga Clan and the Sharingan of the Uchiha Clan were both very difficult to deal with.
Although the Byakugan does not have Genjutsu capabilities, it can see through Genjutsu and simultaneously dispel it.
Uchiha Tekka noticed the teacher’s gaze and immediately puffed out his chest, his face full of pride.
He certainly had reason to be proud.
Obito also straightened his back, sharing the pride.
“Look, Rin!” Obito deliberately leaned toward Rin Nohara and chuckled.
“I told you I’d be very powerful after awakening my eyes!”
Rin Nohara was busy taking notes seriously; upon hearing this, she gave a soft “hmm” without even lifting her head.
Obito’s smile stiffened.
But it didn’t matter.
When he awakened his eyes in the future, Rin would definitely look at him with admiration!
“Teacher,” Kurenai Yuhi raised her hand.
“If a Ninja doesn’t have a Bloodline Limit like the Sharingan, is it really impossible to reach the pinnacle in the field of Genjutsu?”
This question made Tomoya Yokoyama pause.
Yuhi Shinku was Konoha’s premier Genjutsu Ninja; it was said that he could even reflect the Genjutsu of a Three-Tomoe Sharingan.
“Theoretically…
yes,” Tomoya Yokoyama said, carefully choosing his words.
Sosuke was listening from behind.
Sosuke didn’t know how it was elsewhere.
But in the Ninja World, a commoner Ninja who specialized in Genjutsu could not reach the peak of Genjutsu in this world.
“Kotoamatsukami,” “Tsukuyomi,” “Infinite Tsukuyomi”—they were all powers derived from bloodlines!
Hearing Tomoya Yokoyama’s words, Kurenai Yuhi felt a bit disappointed.
Seeing this, Tomoya Yokoyama continued, “The Sharingan is just a weapon.
No matter how strong the weapon is, it depends on the person using it.
By the same token, a Genjutsu Ninja without a Sharingan can still reach heights that ordinary people find difficult to attain through profound training.
Lord Yuhi Shinku is the best proof of this.”
Kurenai Yuhi lifted her head again, some confidence returning to her eyes.
After class, Sosuke caught a glimpse of a figure walking toward him.
It was Kurenai Yuhi.
“Sosuke-san.” Kurenai Yuhi stopped in front of him, her tone a bit hesitant, but she still spoke up.
“Do you…
know anything about Genjutsu?”
She thought about it and felt that Sosuke seemed to be the only person in the class who was easy to get along with.
The other Uchiha were more arrogant than the last; that group with Uchiha Tekka simply disdained communicating with outsiders.
As for Obito, Kurenai Yuhi had already classified him as a dead last.
But Sosuke was different.
Although he also had half Uchiha blood, he didn’t give off the feeling of being the type who looked down on everyone.
Plus, given his connection to the Senju Clan, perhaps he also had unique insights into Genjutsu.