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Hearing that, Tsukimi immediately stood up.
Her three-tomoe Sharingan appeared again, and anger filled her voice.
“Grandpa!
Can’t you see Yuto is already at his limit?”
The Grand Elder snorted coldly, his gaze as sharp as a blade.
“Limit?
Will enemies on the battlefield give him time to rest?”
“I have already heard that Kumogakure has started provoking us at the border.”
“If you truly care about this boy, you should not stop me.”
“Or do you want to watch him die on the battlefield?”
The Grand Elder’s words immediately left Tsukimi speechless.
Seeing the two of them ready to clash, Yuto braced his hands on his knees and struggled to stand, stepping between them with a bitter smile.
“Stop arguing.
I’ll train.”
He rubbed his aching arm and turned toward the Grand Elder.
“But we need to change the training method.
If I keep getting kicked around, I’m afraid I won’t be able to crawl out of bed tomorrow.”
The Grand Elder nodded slightly.
He had not intended to keep training Yuto’s taijutsu anyway.
In the end, the Uchiha clan was best known for the Sharingan.
Since Yuto had already awakened the Sharingan, his taijutsu would not be too poor with the support of the Sharingan’s dynamic vision.
On top of that, Yuto had already learned to use less chakra to produce sharper attacks.
That technique was enough for the battlefield.
If Yuto had a status-panel cheat, he would definitely see an ability called Advanced Chakra Conservation.
Right now, in terms of chakra control alone, Yuto could already compare to a medical ninja.
In truth, even the Grand Elder had not expected Yuto to learn this chakra control technique so quickly.
In the chaos of the Warring States Period, only about one percent of Uchiha clan members had been able to master this technique.
Now Yuto had actually learned it in one morning.
Could this boy truly be a genius?
The Grand Elder could not quite understand it.
He said in a deep voice,
“I hear you only know the Great Fireball Jutsu, correct?”
The Grand Elder waved his hand, telling Tsukimi to leave.
She was unwilling, looking back every few steps as she moved away from the shrine.
Even then, she kept watching the two of them from a distance.
“Brat, watch the order of my hand seals carefully.”
Rat, Tiger, Dog, Ox, Rabbit, Tiger.
“Fire Release: Phoenix Sage Flower Nail Crimson!”
With the Tiger seal held near his mouth, the Grand Elder quickly spat out a fireball.
Immediately after, he threw several shuriken into the fireball.
Several blazing fireballs wrapped around shuriken whistled forward.
Yuto’s two-tomoe Sharingan contracted sharply, and the paths of the flames instantly became clear in his vision.
He rolled aside in a sorry state.
The fireballs brushed past his hair, and the shuriken struck the tree trunk behind him with several sharp thuds.
Scorched leaves rustled as they fell to the ground.
“Old man, are you launching sneak attacks now?”
Yuto jumped up and shouted, slapping away sparks that had landed on his sleeves.
The Grand Elder stroked his beard and laughed loudly at Yuto’s miserable appearance.
“No one in the Warring States Period announced their attack routes in advance.”
“Besides, did you not sneak attack me earlier?”
The Grand Elder put away his smile and continued,
“Yuto, now use Phoenix Sage Fire Technique according to my seal order.
Your target is still me.”
Yuto took a deep breath and quickly formed hand seals.
Rat, Tiger, Dog, Ox, Rabbit, Tiger.
Chakra flowed precisely through his body.
He opened his mouth, and several scorching fireballs roared out, striking straight toward the Grand Elder.
The fireballs scattered in midair, blocking the Grand Elder’s retreat.
Each one carried astonishing power, nearly matching a standard Phoenix Sage Fire Technique.
The Grand Elder’s pupils shrank slightly, and his mind reeled.
This boy had only watched once, yet he had perfectly copied the hand seal order.
Even the chakra distribution was just right.
And when the Grand Elder had formed the seals earlier, Yuto had not used the Sharingan.
That meant this boy had learned it through memory alone.
Damn it.
The Uchiha clan had actually buried this kind of genius.
Not long ago, this boy Yuto had still been a genin.
It seemed that after the Grand Elder returned, he would have to give the clan’s genin the same special training.
Although he was shocked, the Phoenix Sage Fire Technique Yuto released was still somewhat immature.
The Grand Elder easily dodged most of the fireballs.
As for the most dangerous fireball, the Grand Elder only used the kunai in his hand to cut it apart.
“Hmph.
Average.”
The Grand Elder stood with his hands behind his back, forcing down his shock and pretending to be indifferent.
“The fireball trajectories are too rigid.
On a battlefield, they wouldn’t even hit a dog.”
Yuto cursed wildly in his heart.
Had the old man been beaten stupid by the Senju clan during the Warring States Period?
His standards were absurdly high.
Yuto had used Phoenix Sage Fire Technique for the first time and produced this result.
At the Ninja Academy, that would be good enough to use as a teaching example, all right?
And “wouldn’t even hit a dog”?
Then bring a dog here and test it yourself.
After complaining internally, Yuto thought of how easily he had learned Phoenix Sage Fire Technique.
Combined with the fact that he had awakened the two-tomoe Sharingan, he grew even more depressed.
Great.
Now his strength had risen again.
It would be even harder to die reasonably on the battlefield in the future.
While his thoughts wandered, the Grand Elder suddenly shouted beside his ear,
“Why are you spacing out?
Do you think using Phoenix Sage Fire Technique on your first try means you have talent?”
“Let me tell you, during the Warring States Period, more than half the clan could do that.”
After saying that, the Grand Elder threw several shuriken into Yuto’s arms.
“Next is practical training.”
“Incorporate the shuriken into Phoenix Sage Fire.
Use Phoenix Sage Flower Nail Crimson together with taijutsu to attack me.”
“Once you can hit me several times in a row, you pass.”
Yuto took a deep breath and quickly formed hand seals, chakra flowing through his body.
He opened his mouth and spat out several fireballs while throwing shuriken.
However, the paths of the fireballs and shuriken were completely mismatched.
The Grand Elder only shifted slightly to the side and avoided them with ease.
“Too slow,” the Grand Elder barked.
On the second attempt, Yuto deliberately slowed the fireballs to wait for the shuriken.
As a result, the Grand Elder went straight through the gaps between the fireballs and chopped Yuto across the back of the neck with a hand blade.
“Will enemies on the battlefield wait for you to adjust your rhythm?”
On the third attempt, inspiration struck Yuto.
He first used the Sharingan to lock onto the Grand Elder’s escape route.
The fireballs and shuriken finally moved in sync, but just before they could hit, the Grand Elder suddenly changed direction with the Body Flicker Technique.
The flaming shuriken struck empty air and vibrated where they landed.
“Flashy nonsense.”
The Grand Elder’s kunai pressed against Yuto’s throat.
“A true killing move must be hidden until the final moment.”
The sun had already begun to sink westward, and the light inside the shrine grew dim.
Yuto’s arms trembled from chakra exhaustion, and his vision blurred with fatigue.
But he stared fixedly at the Grand Elder’s movements and suddenly noticed that every time the old man dodged to the side, his right shoulder unconsciously dipped.
Was there something on his right side?
Yuto’s thoughts raced.
The ninja blade hanging at his right side.
This was a habitual weakness formed from a Warring States-era shinobi’s long use of a sword.
“One last attack…”
Yuto gritted his teeth and poured all his remaining chakra into his hands.
The instant he finished forming seals, he deliberately stumbled half a step.
When the Grand Elder dodged to the right exactly as expected, Yuto suddenly threw the final shuriken hidden in his left sleeve while spitting out a weaker burst of Phoenix Sage Fire.
The moment the flame wrapped around the shuriken, the Grand Elder’s pupils contracted sharply.
At that angle, he could not completely dodge.
The flaming shuriken brushed past the Grand Elder’s sleeve, leaving a scorch mark on the fabric.
Yuto revealed a victorious smile.
Then his vision went black, and he collapsed forward.
In the final moment before losing consciousness, he seemed to hear Tsukimi cry out.
The Grand Elder looked at Yuto, now held in Tsukimi’s arms, and sighed softly.
“This boy actually saw through a battle habit I have carried for decades…”
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