You call this training?

Moriyue's reckless action stunned everyone present, including Wuk, who stood not far away.

This wasn't a fight to the death, just a spar, and he was already going all out. He couldn't imagine how crazy Moriyue would be if it were a real life-or-death battle.

The jeers and doubts gradually faded. These genin might still look down on Moriyue in their hearts, but at least they weren't showing it to his face.

"Come on, weren't you going to keep fighting? Why are you just standing there?"

Moriyue's voice echoed in the dojo, but no one answered him. They all seemed to have lost their voices.

Above the dojo, Darui held his forehead. He knew Moriyue wouldn't coddle these guys, but he hadn't expected Moriyue to go head-to-head with them. He wondered how much lifespan he'd lose this time.

"I told you this kid has a lot of spirit, do you believe me now? Do we still need to do some flashy, impractical tests?"

Darui spread his hands in exasperation. The female figure behind him nodded slightly, offering a cool assessment:

"Not bad, daring to fight with your life on the line is good, but your strength is still too lacking. Fighting desperately without strength isn't courage, it's suicide."

The two emerged from the shadows. The woman's figure was like a light and cunning wildcat. She lightly tapped the wall with her toes, leaned her knuckles against the railing, and with a spin, leaped down from above.

Like dragonflies skimming water, she landed on the ground silently, as if she had no weight.

"This guy is..." Moriyue's pupils constricted slightly. He recognized this person.

Her long, light brown straight hair was tied into a braid that reached her waist. Her face was as proud and cold as a cat's. The clothes on her right chest and left leg had pale blue, scale-like decorations, somewhat resembling armor. Her hands and feet were wrapped in bandages, and the bandage on her left hand was adorned with several prayer beads, giving her an unusual aesthetic.

"Nice to meet you, I am Yugito Nii. I will be your training instructor from now on. You can stop using forbidden jutsu now."

Yugito Nii's tone sounded distant and cold, but her intentions were good.

Moriyue obediently stopped the forbidden jutsu. Since he hadn't burned too much life force, the weakness he felt wasn't severe; he could still move around.

"Why are you all standing here? Why aren't you training? Or have you all become too lazy and forgotten the ambition of a warrior?" Seeing that Moriyue was alright, Yugito Nii also felt relieved. While she wanted to see the strength of the person who earned a special admission from the lazy Darui, she didn't want Moriyue to get too hurt.

She was actually an outwardly cold but inwardly warm person. However, many people only saw her icy exterior and were too intimidated to approach her, scared by her glacial demeanor. It was precisely because of her personality that, despite being a fellow jinchuriki, her status in the village was far inferior to that of Killer Bee, another jinchuriki.

The fierce-looking men surrounding them, when lectured by the petite Yugito Nii, became as obedient as children and dispersed to practice on their own. The bald Wuk was the fastest; Moriyue didn't even see his shadow, as the guy had used the Body Flicker Technique to escape.

Moriyue glanced sideways at Yugito Nii's cold face. The ice queen seemed a little embarrassed by his gaze, and she coughed lightly:

"Follow me. Daring to fight with your life on the line is a good thing. In life-or-death battles, the one who is willing to risk everything often survives in the end." Yugito Nii looked at Moriyue with admiration as she said this. This fair-skinned young man had already surpassed most ninjas in this regard. But then she changed the subject:

"However, your strength is still too low. This is reckless courage, the act of a brute. Using forbidden jutsu in a spar might make your comrades hesitate, but it's different on the battlefield."

"Forbidden jutsu can only provide a burst of power for a short time. The enemy can simply create distance and wait for the effects to wear off before slowly torturing you. Do you think you'll have a chance to survive then?" Yugito Nii's words were harsh, her cold tone merciless, but her intentions were good. She didn't want to see a tragedy on the battlefield.

"Yes, you're right. I was inconsiderate. But in the ninja world, strength is paramount. If you don't show your toughness from the start, you'll be taken advantage of later."

"Everyone has their own way of surviving. You are a high-and-mighty jinchuriki, so you naturally wouldn't understand the struggles of us small figures without power. I will remember what you said. Thank you."

Actually, Moriyue also agreed with Yugito Nii's words. The life-burning forbidden jutsu was simple and crude, but besides that, Moriyue had no other means. He urgently needed to master other skills. The life-burning forbidden jutsu could only be a trump card, not a regular means of combat.

Yugito Nii was taken aback. Moriyue's words made her unconsciously recall her own childhood, when her situation was very similar to the "small figures" Moriyue spoke of...

Shaking her head, Yugito Nii showed a wry smile. She led Moriyue to a separate room, filled with various swords, blades, and weighted training equipment.

"Since Darui has handed you over to me, it's my duty to teach you the skills of a ninja."

"I know your identity, but I won't lower my expectations for you because of it. From today on, I am your acting instructor. You can only undertake missions after you complete basic ninja training with me." Yugito Nii casually picked up an unsharpened samurai sword, tested its weight, and threw it directly at Moriyue.

"So heavy..." Moriyue's body had been strengthened by the forbidden jutsu, but even so, he struggled to lift the samurai sword.

"And this." Yugito Nii effortlessly presented four iron rings to Moriyue. Moriyue, having learned his lesson, didn't reach out to catch them. He dodged to the side, and the rings landed heavily on the ground. Moriyue clearly saw that the rings had left shallow indentations in the ground.

"This is revenge, it must be revenge..." Moriyue stared intently at the innocent-looking Yugito Nii, convinced she was holding a grudge.

Yugito Nii showed no reaction. She nonchalantly walked to Moriyue's side, easily picked up the iron rings, each weighing at least a hundred pounds, and kindly and gently... placed them on Moriyue's limbs.

"From now on, you'll be moving with this weight. When you can move freely, you can practice sword swings," Yugito Nii said these devilish words with a calm demeanor, leaving Moriyue speechless.

"Is this how all ninjas train? I didn't read much, don't lie to me."

"This is a plan I've devised specifically for you. The forbidden jutsu you practiced has already improved your physical condition. I'm just trying to unlock your body's potential."

Moriyue, feeling suspicious, saw no abnormality in Yugito Nii's expression. It seemed like everything she said was for his own good.

However, what he didn't notice was that the corner of Yugito Nii's mouth curved upwards slightly at that moment.