Naruto: Extreme Bloodline Limit

"Ronglin, you don't have classes this afternoon. Let's go eat dango together—Rin will be coming too."

With no classes in the afternoon, Obito eagerly invited Ronglin out for food after school let out at noon.

Glancing at Rin, who was smiling warmly, and Kakashi, who was staring at him with dead fish eyes from the side, Ronglin shook his head. "Sorry, you guys go ahead. I need to make a trip to the library to look up some information, so I'll pass."

"What a pity." Obito was somewhat unwilling to give up. He had invited Ronglin along for the sake of the team atmosphere; otherwise, if it was just him, Rin, and Kakashi going out for dango, the mood would definitely be depressing. Rin's attention would surely stay fixed on Kakashi the whole time. But Ronglin had refused outright, leaving Obito with nothing but frustration.

You think I can't see through that little scheme of yours? You're trying to pick up girls and dragging me along to make myself miserable. Only an idiot would go.

After turning down Obito's invitation, Ronglin slung his backpack over his shoulder and left the school building for the library.

Besides training to strengthen himself, Ronglin also needed all kinds of knowledge from books to fill himself out. There were many things teachers would never mention in class, so if he wanted to learn more, he had to find his own way.

Fortunately, with Bozhongye's and the Third Hokage's tacit approval, Ronglin was easily able to enter the library.

After registering and entering the library, Ronglin picked out several books he needed and began reading them with great interest, surprising quite a few people who came in.

Usually, asking a five- or six-year-old child to sit in the library and read extracurricular books was practically torture. Cases like Ronglin's were exceedingly rare.

Ignoring everyone's gazes, Ronglin immersed himself directly in the world of books.

"Grrr~~~"

From noon until dusk, it was only when his stomach began protesting that Ronglin realized he seemed to have skipped lunch. His empty insides immediately voiced their objections.

The books could not be taken out, so Ronglin could only mark the pages he had yet to finish before reluctantly leaving the library.

After enjoying a hearty meal, Ronglin headed to the training grounds.

Whether it was taijutsu, shuriken, or kunai, all of it was training he needed to focus on at the moment. Ronglin showed a perseverance no five-year-old should possess, silently persisting in a corner of the training grounds.

Two idiots!

After the bruises on their faces faded, Asuma and Tianlin returned to school. Feeling the resentment-filled looks they gave him, Ronglin smiled faintly and muttered to himself.

Kakashi's graduation application was soon delivered to the Hokage's Office Building.

However, it would take some time to prepare before anything could begin. After all, such an application required the Third Hokage's approval and seal, and the Third Hokage needed time to consider it before making a decision.

Though it took time, Kakashi successfully graduated two months after submitting his application, becoming the earliest graduate of this class. Hailed as a super genius, Kakashi graduated from the Ninja Academy at the age of five. Kakashi's name spread throughout Konoha and reached the other ninja villages as well, drawing their attention.

Of course, one major reason was that Kakashi's father was Konoha's Kage-level powerhouse—the White Fang.

Unfortunately, judging by the course of history, the time until the White Fang's suicide was drawing ever closer. Kakashi would also suffer a devastating blow because of his father's death.

Kakashi graduated at five and became Konoha's new generation of genius. Yet what most people failed to notice was that Uchiha Ronglin's name had begun to emerge as well. His grades ranked first in every subject; if Kakashi had not graduated, the two could have been compared.

But because of Kakashi, Ronglin's results had clearly been subconsciously overlooked. Of course, some people still took notice, such as the Third Hokage sitting in the Hokage's Office Building.

"997, 998."

"999..."

On the training grounds, Ronglin continued his dull taijutsu training, repeating punches and kicks again and again. Even reinforced ironwood could not withstand such abuse, its shape gradually becoming warped.

"1000."