Graduation Exam

No need to overthink it. Activate.

As Nanfeng's thought took hold, an indescribable sensation came from his eye sockets—a feeling akin to his eyeballs being squeezed. When the pressure reached a critical threshold, the pain became unbearable, and the next second, his entire lens shattered completely.

Before Nanfeng could react, a special force rapidly reassembled the broken lens, the entire transformation happening in the blink of an eye.

It took a long while before Nanfeng recovered from this inhuman torment. He looked at the spot where he had been lying—it was completely soaked through with cold sweat.

"This kind of feeling really isn't something a person can endure. But now that I've awakened the Sharingan, I should be able to complete the subsequent techniques smoothly," Nanfeng thought to himself.

"Sharingan (Modified), activate." Nanfeng murmured. Almost instantly, he sensed some different changes occurring in his body.

The surrounding environment became clearer in his vision. Looking up at his own arm, the flow and intensity of his chakra appeared with perfect clarity before his eyes.

He seemed to possess all the basic abilities of the Sharingan. So this 'modified' version... didn't seem to have any special changes?

But when Nanfeng tracked the flight path of a fly in the air, he noticed the difference.

The original Sharingan's motion prediction had been enhanced in his case.

Those familiar with the original story should know that the Sharingan's prediction can only foresee the next moment's movement. But for Nanfeng, the prediction time was extended to over two seconds.

Two seconds is a terrifying length of time. In battle, a gap of one second can create a complete reversal of fortunes, let alone two seconds.

"Maybe it's just easier to predict a fly's trajectory. How it performs in actual combat will need specific testing. But I wonder what this Sharingan looks like externally... If it's the same blood-red Three Tomoe as the Uchiha Clan, the moment I use it, Root will take me away for tea..."

In a worse case, he might even be sent to Orochimaru for dissection research.

Thinking of this, Nanfeng couldn't help feeling that his life was under threat from all directions. He found a mirror and carefully examined the changes in his eyes before finally breathing a sigh of relief.

Unlike the original tomoe Sharingan, when Nanfeng activated his Sharingan, there were no obvious tomoe. Only one-third of his pupil had turned purple. It seemed this was part of the evolution of this Sharingan (Modified).

"Right now it should be Single Tomoe—one-third of the pupil turned purple. If it fully turns purple, that should be Three Tomoe... Then what direction would the Mangekyo evolution take?"

Nanfeng shook his head. The more he thought about these questions, the more tangled they became. And wouldn't he need to go through some particularly painful experiences, just like the Uchiha Clan's awakening process in the original story?

"No wonder the Uchiha Clan are all lunatics. This kind of awakening method—even a normal person couldn't handle it... But come to think of it, are there even any normal people in the ninja world?"

This was a serious question. But as long as he wasn't discovered, Nanfeng would have other excuses to brush it off. If he was discovered, he'd deal with it then.

Days passed one after another. Several years of Ninja Academy life gradually faded away as Nanfeng continuously used Shadow Clones.

Over six years, Nanfeng's relationship with Hinata had made leaps and bounds of progress. Of course, this only meant the little girl could now accept some previously more intimate gestures.

Things like head pats. As for things like pinning her against a wall, Nanfeng didn't even dare to think about it.

He was afraid of scaring the little girl unconscious. If he really did make Hinata faint, he'd probably be taken away by Hyuga Hiashi for tea that very night.

The progress of Uzumaki Naruto and Uchiha Sasuke over these six years was also visible to everyone. But with Nanfeng's instructions, their performance at the Ninja Academy could only be described as...

Just barely reaching the level of a genius. As for Naruto, he was always the Dead Last. After all, his most basic Clone Technique was always a complete mess, so no one would ever associate him with having combat ability comparable to a Chunin.

"Big Brother, when can I finally show my real strength in front of everyone? The way they look at me really pisses me off, especially that Inuzuka Kiba guy."

In the small forest, their personal training ground, Naruto kicked at a pebble under his foot with some irritation and asked.

Over these years, perhaps influenced by Nanfeng, Naruto's attitude toward Sakura Haruno had also changed. He was no longer the eager simp he had been at the start, though their relationship could only be described as mediocre.

The ninja world is cruel. When you have no talent for training, no matter how good your personality is, people will only be ordinary friends with you.

"After graduation, you can. You don't want to end up like Sasuke, exposing too much talent and getting harassed all day, do you?" Nanfeng said half-jokingly.

Naruto shook his head. Sasuke's life at the Academy could be described as living in deep water. Countless girls bothered him every day—just thinking about it gave Naruto a headache.

"What about you? You've also exposed some talent, so why doesn't anyone bother you?" Sasuke asked irritably. He had agonized over this question for a long time, finally concluding that it must be because his personal charisma was greater than Nanfeng's.

"Isn't it because I have Hinata? No matter how clueless others are, they wouldn't come bother me over something like that. What, want me to set you up with a girlfriend too?" Nanfeng replied with a smile.

"Forget it. I still think being alone is better. Besides, there are things I need to deal with later. Women will only slow down my sword-drawing speed."

Sasuke paused for a moment before hurriedly refusing. No way—letting Nanfeng set him up with someone? He'd be lucky if he didn't get screwed over.

"But speaking of which, time really flies. We're about to graduate now. How do you feel about tomorrow's graduation exam?" Nanfeng asked after a moment of thought.

"I heard the exam is still the Clone Technique. Dead Last, you're not going to mess that up again, are you? If you can't graduate, I'll look down on you." Sasuke paused, remembering something, and asked.

"Don't mention it... I really might not be able to graduate. I'm screwed..." Uzumaki Naruto looked like he had lost his soul, lying on the ground as if about to cry without tears.

"Cross that bridge when you come to it. Let's call it a day here." Nanfeng said.