Regarding chakra extraction, Hatake Sakumo had never taught Muzan before.
Now that Muzan’s body had become much stronger, Sakumo decided it was finally time to pass down the Hatake clan’s chakra control method.
The chakra extraction technique taught at the Ninja Academy was only the basic version.
Every major clan possessed its own unique method.
That was one of the reasons clan shinobi generally outperformed civilian ninja.
After dinner, Hatake Sakumo brought his two sons to the Ninja Academy.
By the time they arrived, the entrance was already crowded with children waiting to enroll.
Muzan spotted quite a few familiar faces.
Of course, they were all just little kids at the moment.
Sarutobi Asuma, Might Gai, Yuhi Kurenai, Nohara Rin, Uchiha Obito…
The future generation of Konoha’s greatest shinobi.
“Sakumo-sama, I didn’t expect you to be bringing your children here as well.” Not every child qualified to attend the Ninja Academy, but the children of Konoha’s White Fang were naturally guaranteed a place.
“That’s right.” Sakumo smiled at one of his former subordinates before gently pushing his two sons forward.
“For the next while, I’ll be leaving these two boys in your care, Arashikawa Kaizen.” The entrance examination lasted about an hour.
It mainly consisted of physical fitness tests and basic knowledge.
Children from shinobi families were naturally given a bit of preferential treatment during admission.
Based on their scores, they were all assigned to the same class.
“Hello everyone.
My name is Kurogane Renji.
I like takoyaki, and my dream is to become Hokage!” “My name is Hatake Muzan.
I enjoy drinking blood, dislike sunlight, and my dream is to become a medical ninja.” The moment Muzan casually mentioned drinking blood, combined with the crimson eyes hidden beneath his black cloak…
One of the children sitting in the front row burst into tears.
“You idiot, Nii-san!” Kakashi immediately covered his face with a textbook, desperately hoping nobody would realize he was related to him.
Even Kaizen, standing beside the podium, was stunned by the introduction.
“He made Kurenai cry!” Asuma charged forward without hesitation, throwing a punch at Muzan.
The instant Asuma attacked, Kakashi reacted as well.
Chakra immediately flowed through his body as he prepared to intervene.
“Stop!” “What?!” Before anyone could react, Muzan casually caught Asuma’s arm with one hand.
No matter how hard Asuma pushed, he couldn’t move another inch.
Even Kakashi, who had rushed over to stop the fight, froze in place.
“When did Nii-san become this strong?” “Enough!” Kaizen looked at the two boys sternly.
“This is a classroom, not a place to fight.
Both of you will copy the Will of Fire ten times!” Looking at the children involved, Kaizen couldn’t help feeling a headache.
One was the Hokage’s son.
The other was Konoha’s White Fang’s son.
Neither was someone a mere chunin instructor could afford to offend.
“Kaizen-sensei, Asuma and I were only joking.
There’s no need to be so nervous.” After releasing Asuma’s arm, Muzan calmly returned to his seat beneath the respectful gazes of the other children while Kaizen continued explaining everyone’s dreams.
“Since you wants to become a medical ninja, you’ll need to work several times harder than everyone else.
More importantly, a medical ninja must possess a compassionate heart.” He offered the advice without sounding too harsh, but inwardly he didn’t take Muzan’s dream very seriously.
Medical ninja were support shinobi.
Compared to the glory surrounding the Hokage and Konoha’s heroes, they rarely received recognition.
If Tsunade-sama didn’t exist, many people would probably think medical ninja served no real purpose.
Besides…
Muzan was Hatake Sakumo’s son.
Growing up beneath the White Fang’s legendary reputation, sooner or later he’d understand what those two words truly meant.
He was bound to inherit the Hatake Sword Technique.
“Class begins now!” The first lesson wasn’t chakra control or kunai throwing.
Instead, it covered the very foundation of Konoha.
The legacy passed down by every Hokage.
“The Will of Fire!” Muzan rested his head lazily on his desk.
Listening to Konoha’s ideological indoctrination, he simply tuned everything out.
All he wanted was to focus on his own experiments.
As far as he was concerned, the Will of Fire might once have been a noble ideal.
Countless people had fought on the front lines to protect Konoha’s future.
But by the time of the Third Shinobi World War…
Its meaning had become completely distorted.
Freshly graduated Genin were sent straight onto the battlefield.
Most of them were still children.
The warm light of the Will of Fire never reached Konoha’s corruption and darkness.
Kaizen continued recounting Konoha’s history.
Besides the First and Second Hokage, the most important figure he praised was naturally the Third Hokage, Sarutobi Hiruzen.
While listening, Asuma deliberately scooted closer to Kurenai and proudly flexed his fist.
“That’s my old man!” “Ahem.” Kaizen smacked Asuma on the head with a ruler.
“Don’t forget you’re a student here.” Then, when the lesson reached Konoha’s White Fang, everyone’s attention naturally shifted toward the black-cloaked Muzan.
So…
That was Hatake Sakumo’s son?
If Kakashi hadn’t been born alongside him, they might have doubted he was really the White Fang’s child.
Other than Kakashi and Sakumo, nobody had ever seen the face hidden beneath the cloak.
He was even quieter than the Aburame clan.
Obito leaned closer and secretly glanced at Muzan sitting alone in the corner.
Both were children of Hatake Sakumo.
One was Kakashi, Konoha’s acknowledged prodigy who possessed affinity for all five chakra natures, just like the Hokage.
The other…
In everyone’s eyes…
Was nothing more than a failure.
“Kakashi…
is he really your older brother?” “What do you think?” Kakashi deliberately stepped farther away before replying with obvious disgust.
“I hate useless people.” “You jerk, Kakashi!
I challenge you to a duel!” A moment later…
Kakashi defeated Obito in a single move and pinned him to the ground for a thorough beating.
Watching the children rolling around in another fight, Kaizen couldn’t help regretting his decision to retire from active duty.
Teaching this bunch was far harder than fighting on the battlefield.
“If you’ve all got this much energy, then everyone head outside!
I’ll teach you how to throw ninja tools!” As they walked toward the training grounds, Kaizen explained the fundamentals of kunai throwing.
He repeatedly reminded the students never to underestimate a simple kunai.
On the battlefield, a shinobi’s chakra was limited.
The key was making that limited chakra as effective as possible.
Kunai served as excellent support weapons.
Not to mention the Flying Thunder God Technique used by the Yellow Flash.
Even something as simple as attaching an explosive tag to a kunai could kill an inattentive jonin.
“Uchiha Obito!
As a member of the Uchiha clan, your clan is famous for its skill with kunai.
Come demonstrate for everyone.” “Huh?” Obito accepted the kunai with both hands, completely dumbfounded.
He was indeed an Uchiha…
But he was also just an unnoticed nobody within the clan.
Sure enough…
Every kunai he threw completely missed the target.
“So Obito really is useless right now.” Muzan muttered the words almost unconsciously.
Unfortunately for him, Kaizen was a shinobi.
He heard every single word.
Even if Muzan was Sakumo-sama’s son, Kaizen had no intention of allowing a troublemaker to disrupt his class.
He picked up a kunai and handed it to Muzan.
“Since you called him useless, why don’t you demonstrate the proper way to throw a kunai?” Without any change in expression beneath his black cloak, Muzan accepted the weapon.
Kakashi immediately tried to stop him.
Was this a joke?
Muzan had never received any shinobi training.
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