A False Alarm! (Extra 130,000 Recommendation Votes-Please Subscribe and Vote Monthly!)

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His chakra had surged more than thirtyfold, instantly transforming from a little ditch into a broad river. The feeling was simply amazing!

The sudden increase in chakra even gave Aoba the illusion that he could take on the heavens, the earth, and the air itself.

But it was nothing more than an illusion.

His original chakra reserves had been pitifully small. He could not even match a measuring unit like Kakashi, so even after increasing more than thirtyfold, he still could not become invincible in the shinobi world.

At most, his chakra reserves were no longer a shortcoming. They were more than respectable!

From now on, he could finally bombard his enemies with ninjutsu without worrying about running out of chakra after casting two techniques!

Oh, right. He had completely forgotten that he did not know any ninjutsu at all...

In that case, never mind!

Aoba proudly flicked back the "bangs" that had drooped from sweat.

"As expected, Big Brother Aoba is so handsome even after sweating~"

His number-one female fan, Karin, immediately had little stars in her eyes.

In the blink of an eye, another two days passed.

During those two days, Aoba increased his training regimen once again, trying to adapt to his suddenly multiplied chakra reserves.

Then he discovered that because his chakra had surged so dramatically, his precision chakra control had suddenly become even worse than Naruto's had been back then.

It was like giving you a squirt gun. You could handle it with ease, perhaps even using the water it sprayed to write and draw on the ground.

But if you were given a high-pressure hose from a fire truck, it would be hard to say whether you could withstand the force of