Just Agreeing With Words!

"I want to fight, the kind where fists connect with flesh, a thrilling battle!"

"Sure, sure."

"I want the Spirit Transformation Technique, a body that can fight independently."

"No problem, no problem."

"I also have the Wood Release secret technique, Wood Release: Deep Forest Emergence, the kind that overwhelms the Shinobi World."

"There definitely will be, there definitely will be."

"Main body, you bastard, you just promise with your mouth!"

In the Chakra Flame space, Senba was pinned to the ground by his neck by the Forest Senba, who was clad in red armor.

He looked at the other party with a helpless expression.

Senba hadn't expected his clone to be so eager for battle. Merely transmitting the memory of him annihilating the Samurai Tetsuzo had directly ignited the clone's fierce fighting spirit.

"Forest Senba, calm down, calm down. Everything you want will be yours, it's just a matter of time. For now, you should help me look at these new ninjutsu. Although the ninjutsu Grandma Momoka gave us this time isn't high-level, they are all very versatile."

"Besides, if you leave, my bloodline might not be able to maintain itself. You wouldn't want to see that happen, would you?"

Senba, who had stood up, put his arm around the other party's red shoulder armor and patiently tried to persuade him, but with little effect. In the end, he only received a proud snort.

Looking at Forest Senba, who was sitting by the Chakra bonfire with his hand in the blue flames, Senba knew the other party's anxiety. It was now Konoha Year 52.

The events of the next few years, such as Orochimaru's defection and Kumogakure's acquisition of the Byakugan, though only briefly mentioned in the original work, were earth-shattering events in the Shinobi World.

He had to work harder. Gazing at the white snowdrifts illuminated by the moonlight outside the window, Senba fell into a deep sleep on the bedside companion bed. He had been staying in the hospital room to accompany his grandfather every night recently, seeing the old man through his final moments.

Meanwhile, beneath Konoha, someone was also plotting to hasten the Third Hokage's departure. Hiruzen Sarutobi had the fewest guards in history at this time, yet he still had to risk leaving the village. It was truly a heaven-sent opportunity.

"Take 'Kou' on this mission. Remember, if the mission fails, you can die, but Kou cannot!"

"Understood!"

After that, the place fell into a deathly silence, much like Konoha's night, until one day the sun broke through the darkness and illuminated it, bringing new sights.

The next morning, with the sun shining brightly, Senba walked into the Senju Ancestral Home as if he knew the way. The guards and maids along the path treated him with even more respect than usual. It was clear that the scene of him having dinner with Grandma Momoka yesterday had spread.

Among the younger generation before Senba, Tsunade was the only one who could dine with Grandma Momoka. Although there was a significant age difference between Tsunade and Senba, in the eyes of the other members of the Senju Clan, it represented an extraordinary significance.

The savory miso soup, the sweet tamagoyaki, paired with fragrant white rice and thick-cut tonkatsu, made Senba's body explode with energy. He needed a high-level sparring session.

After bidding farewell to Grandma Momoka, he set off and sprinted across the village rooftops. As long as he encountered patrol teams or reconnaissance eagles in the sky and they saw his forehead protector, he could pass without any hindrance.

The Konoha training grounds, after the snow, were covered in pure white. The half-foot-deep snow creaked underfoot. The dry branches on the nearby trees occasionally snapped under the weight of the thick snow, startling a few sparrows into flight.

At this moment, Uchiha Yue stood on the snowy ground, rapidly forming hand seals in front of the snow. "Fire Style, Great Fireball Technique."

This second most compassionate ninjutsu in the Hokage world erupted from her mouth as a fireball exceeding two meters in diameter, rolling forward and melting the snow.

The next second, "Wind Style, Great Breakthrough."

"Senba Style Original Combination Ninjutsu, Wind and Fire Mutual Destruction."

A massive gust of wind attacked from the side, engulfing the fireball. It then began to expand at a visible rate, instantly scattering and melting a large area of the thick snow.

"Boom--!"

A huge roar echoed, and several walls of fire scattered outwards, forcing Senba and Uchiha Yue to retreat. It was clear that this combination ninjutsu had failed.

However, Senba was not disappointed by this. Instead, he looked thoughtful. The Great Breakthrough and the move were naturally his playful words, but the power was quite to his liking.

But now was not the time to think about these things, as Uchiha Yue, carrying "Rain Cutter," was excitedly hacking at him.

"Uchiha Style, Leaping Sword Flame, Slash!"

Rain Cutter, wreathed in flames, slashed towards Senba's neck. The searing heat made Senba's hairs stand on end. He leaned back, and the scorching air grazed his face.

Senba suppressed the urge to use ninjutsu. He extended his right hand, and a giant Wind Demon Shuriken appeared. Its four blades unfolded one by one, and the sound of tearing air echoed in his palm.

Just then, a figure landed beside the training ground, a toothpick in his mouth, leaning against a large tree and watching their battle.

Seeing Genma Shiranui, Senba's eyes darted. He quickly charged towards Uchiha Yue, shouting the name of his move.

"Yue, catch this move, Wind Demon Shuriken True Jizo Evil Breaking Gale Sky Rending Sun Piercing Slash Style Two!"

"What kind of ridiculous name is that!"

Uchiha Yue, who was quite stunned by Senba's excessively long move name, clearly paused for a moment. The next second, the giant Wind Demon Shuriken sliced through the snowy sky, carrying a sharp whistling sound as it lunged forward.

"Uchiha Style Swordsmanship, Parry!"

Uchiha Yue used the flat of her sword to deflect the Wind Demon Shuriken, which carried immense force, while her palm felt a tingling numbness.

However, before she could react, Senba was already upon her. Another Wind Demon Shuriken appeared in his left hand. The four crescent blades closed together, were raised high, and then slammed down fiercely.

The immense force made Uchiha Yue retreat unstoppably, and the numbness in her tiger's mouth grew stronger. Just as she was about to lose her grip on Rain Cutter, the attack from the other side stopped.

"Are you okay, Yue?" Senba looked at the dog-chewed appearance of the Wind Demon Shuriken's edge in his hand, then at Yue's pristine Rain Cutter, and wisely stopped his attack.

Without using ninjutsu, there was no point in them sparring. One was skilled in swordsmanship, while the other relied purely on brute force to overpower. What was there to spar about?

Genma Shiranui, seeing this from the sidelines, gently clapped his hands to call the two over.

"Senba, what was the name of that Wind Demon Shuriken technique you just used?"

"I made it up on the spot," Senba said, seeing Teacher Genma's confused expression. He explained that he had heard elders in the clan describe the Fourth Hokage, and out of admiration, he had imitated them a little.

Hearing this, Genma Shiranui's expression grew somewhat emotional as he patted Senba's shoulder, becoming increasingly satisfied with him.

Beside them, Uchiha Yue lowered her head to check her ninja tools, seemingly worried about damage from collisions. However, a hint of a mischievous smile flashed in her large eyes.

She didn't believe Senba's explanation at all. Senba had once privately described the Fourth Hokage as a "good husband." While he hadn't elaborated, she absolutely refused to believe it was said out of admiration.