I Enjoy Being a Teacher

Konoha, a secluded training ground.

Two cold glints crossed paths; one tall and one short, one old and one young, the two figures separated and stood their ground.

"A ninja is a combination of Chakra and technique. At your age, your Chakra volume has already far exceeded the limits your body can withstand."

Guo Wang held his Ninja Blade slanted at his side, standing tall in the center of the training ground. Yet, Shisui could not sense any presence from him; it was as if he were facing the air, a gentle breeze. The awakening of the Mangekyo does not care if your body can handle it; it forcibly stimulates your potential, shattering physical limits to turn you into a top-tier figure in the Shinobi World in the shortest time possible.

For an adult, this is naturally a good thing.

But for a child like Shisui who had not yet come of age, the explosive increase of Chakra by more than ten times in such a short period left him feeling as if he were about to burst. Fortunately, he possessed a strong will, and coupled with the tempering of battlefield slaughter, he had not yet lost his mind to such overwhelming power.

"You have obtained this power too early. As your teacher, I have only one requirement for you: hone the most fundamental arts of a ninja."

Ninja arts are divided into Taijutsu, Ninjutsu, and Genjutsu.

All other Kekkei Genkai, clan secret techniques, and even the more mysterious and complex Cursed Seal and Sealing Technique are all extensions developed from these three foundations. Although Shisui now possesses the Mangekyo, and even has the offensive and defensive Susanoo and the strongest Genjutsu, Kotoamatsukami, he would have no trouble being ranked as a Kage-level expert.

But he is, after all, still too young. As long as the details of his two ocular techniques are known, even an Elite Jonin could take him down with a little bit of strategy.

Taking Konoha's most famous genius, Kakashi, as an example: although war was a factor, his ability to become a Jonin was because his Taijutsu, Ninjutsu, and Genjutsu were all unanimously recognized by the Hokage and several elders, possessing the potential to become the second White Fang.

In the midst of their exchange, Shisui's figure abruptly split into three. It was not a Clone Technique, nor was it a Shadow Clone.

"Body Flicker, is it? For your age, that is quite good."

The three Shisui attacked from the front, back, and above. One held a Ninja Blade, one performed hand seals, and the last one arrived with a kick.

To this, Guo Wang did not use Ninjutsu or Genjutsu. He raised his hand, blade against blade, stomped his foot, and side-stepped the kick, incidentally dodging a fireball as well. Simple Taijutsu movements, in his hands, were transformed into techniques far superior to Ninjutsu. No matter how Shisui attacked—even when he split his form into five or seven—he could not break through that absolute defense.

Before he attained his Primordial Spirit in his past life, he could not use the inherited magical arts, so Guo Wang had walked the Dao Realm relying solely on his martial arts. Having already exchanged blows with the Raikage and the Tsuchikage, this body had become proficient; after all, Taijutsu is a skill that is universal, no matter which world you are in.

The Three Tomoe Sharingan in Shisui's eyes spun at an unprecedented speed, and his powerful dynamic vision actually managed to see through all of Guo Wang's movements. The Body Flicker Technique, which had already reached its limit, split once more, reaching eight. At the same time, Ninjutsu, Genjutsu, Taijutsu, swordplay, and secret techniques were all unleashed in the most appropriate manner. The two were locked in a brilliant exchange, appearing evenly matched.

"Do you understand now?"

Just as Shisui split his form into nine, Guo Wang held his Ninja Blade horizontally, breaking through the illusion and resting it against Shisui's neck.

"My limit for the Body Flicker Technique is only eight. Although my eyes can see the teacher's movements, my body can no longer keep up."

The fox mask cracked, revealing Shisui's fair, youthful face. The Sharingan in his eyes had already faded, and he was panting heavily.

In just over twenty moves, he had exhausted all his strength, save for his Mangekyo. Yet, even so, he hadn't been able to make Guo Wang shed a single drop of sweat.

"That is not the point. The Body Flicker is not about being as fast as possible. If I were to go all out, I would not be slower than Namikaze Minato, but that is not my fighting style."

As he spoke, Guo Wang's figure suddenly vanished, and the cold blade moved from the front of his neck to the back.

"So fast!"

After replicating the Flying Thunder God, the Space-Time attributes began to transform within this body, and the corresponding result was that Guo Wang had become even faster.

"From now on, come to this training ground every night. I will hone you so that your body can find a balance with your Sharingan as soon as possible."

Shisui's biggest problem right now is that the Sharingan is a Kage-level power, while his body is still only at the average level between a Chunin and a Jonin. His eyes can see Guo Wang's swordplay, Taijutsu, and movement speed, but his body cannot keep up, forcing him to rely on Body Flicker clones to compensate with numbers.

"This child, as long as he grows step by step, after the age of eighteen, I fear that even Hiruzen will not be his match."

Thinking this to himself, Guo Wang glanced toward a large tree on the right. After confirming it was a familiar presence, he didn't say anything more and vanished from the spot.

Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!

On the contrary, after the teacher left, Shisui collapsed to the ground. Supporting himself with one hand, he took off his broken mask with the other and set it aside, gasping for air.

"This is the power of the predecessors. Even without the Sharingan of the elders, the teacher's swordplay, Taijutsu, Ninjutsu, and Sealing Technique are the strongest in the Shinobi World."

As a Konoha ninja who had witnessed the power of the Vacuum Infinite Sword on the battlefield, Shisui's understanding of Guo Wang was that he was the number one Wind Release user. And after the passing of Senju Tobirama, Guo Wang was the master of Konoha-Style Kenjutsu, having taught a killing machine like the White Fang.

But Shisui could never have imagined that Guo Wang's Taijutsu could be this strong. Even the legendary Leaf Dragon God, Chen, could not suppress a Three Tomoe Uchiha with Taijutsu alone. He had not only done it, but the process was effortless, as simple as drawing a sword from its sheath.

"Who is there!"

Just then, the sound of rapid, unfamiliar breathing reached his ears. Shisui's eyes instantly manifested the Tomoe, and he vanished from his spot, landing behind the stranger.

His Root-issue Ninja Blade rested against the stranger's back, right over the heart. Had he not seen the Konoha forehead protector, the tip would have surely pierced flesh.

"I... I'm sorry! My son and I couldn't sleep at night, so we were running laps around the village and ended up here. We didn't mean to spy on your master-disciple training..."

"What, there are actually two of them!"

Shisui's eyes widened in shock as he watched another man emerge from behind a different tree—a middle-aged man with a scarf, a scruffy beard, and a green bodysuit. He kept bowing and apologizing, but the presence on his body was almost identical to Guo Wang's from just moments ago: like the air, like a gentle breeze.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have been able to detect him at all.

Is this also a Taijutsu master like the teacher?

"I'm sorry, please forgive us. If you won't forgive us, we will run three hundred laps around the village to apologize."

The bowl-cut boy under the ninja blade had two lines of tears streaming down his face, banging his head against the ground.

Seeing this, the man on the other side was moved to tears, sobbing uncontrollably.

"It must be my imagination. There can only be one expert like the teacher."