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Just as Uchiha Gin had said, he did not take Fugaku and Nawaki to their usual training ground. Instead, he led them straight through the village to the banks of the Naka River at its southernmost edge.

"This really brings back memories!"

Looking at the babbling stream before him, the familiar riverbank, and that classic spot for getting beaten up, Uchiha Gin wore a nostalgic expression.

This place, along with the Valley of the End downstream, had witnessed countless iconic scenes. It was practically a famous pilgrimage site.

"Great Uncle, hurry up and start the training!"

Fugaku had no appreciation for the obscure attraction before him. He only wanted to learn Chidori as soon as possible.

It was nearly time for dinner, and night would soon fall. There was little time left for the two of them.

"Now you know how to hurry?"

Turning toward the two eager youngsters, Uchiha Gin raised an eyebrow.

"Mhm, mhm, mhm!"

The two immediately nodded furiously, their faces full of urgency.

"Good. Being anxious is the right attitude."

Uchiha Gin smiled and slowly spread his arms.

"Come on, both of you at once. Let me see what stage your training has reached."

Fugaku and Nawaki exchanged a glance, then tacitly assumed their respective classic opening stances.

One simply raised his hand and stamped his foot, while the other lifted one hand with an air of supreme swagger. The contrast between their styles was striking.

"A cough!"

"Detected that the host has encountered battle. Heartsteel Chest accumulation has begun."

The prompt in his mind was the best proof of the children's high fighting spirit.

"Very good. Full of spirit!"

Facing the two charging toward him, Uchiha Gin revealed an unusually serious expression. His outstretched arms naturally dropped to his sides, and a chilling gleam burst