After a long while, Iruka smiled and shook his head. "Shinji, Medical Ninjutsu isn't something you can master at your current level!"
Medical Ninjutsu required extremely precise Chakra control.
Not to mention a Ninja Academy student—even many Chunin and Jonin could not master it.
Otherwise, Medical Ninja would not be so scarce and valuable.
"But I want to try!"
Shinji looked utterly serious.
Seeing that Shinji was not joking, Iruka became serious as well.
He knew Shinji's talent far surpassed that of children his age. Perhaps he truly possessed the aptitude to master Medical Ninjutsu.
After considering it for a moment, he nodded. "All right, I'll submit an application to the Hokage for you!"
"Thank you, Sensei."
Shinji bowed, then left the teachers' office.
When he arrived at the training ground, he found a corner and ate his lunch while planning his path forward.
Since he might need to frequently transplant and replace Sharingan in the future, mastering Medical Ninjutsu had to be put on the agenda. That was why he had just asked Iruka for permission to learn it.
Meiqiu knew a little Medical Ninjutsu too.
But when it came to secrets like the Mangekyō Sharingan, he did not want to entrust them to anyone else.
Coming back to himself, he swept his gaze across the training ground.
In a distant corner, Neji was drenched in sweat as he vented his frustration on a wooden post with Gentle Fist. His palms rained down on the post like raindrops, and even from so far away, the sheer ferocity of his assault made Shinji's heart tremble.
"He's working that hard?"
He shifted his gaze and looked toward Sasuke in another corner.
Sasuke seemed to be practicing Ninja Tool Throwing. With his Sharingan activated, he continuously launched kunai, then used wire to