The Chunin Ninja Exams End, and Madara Uchiha Laughs Heartily (Parts One, Two, and Three)

Hyuga Ginka stood at the edge of the waiting area, her white pupils reflecting the two figures talking below.

The battle between Qingyu and Kakashi was over, but the image of them fighting remained vivid in her mind.

That level of Ninjutsu clashes completely exceeded the scope of the Chunin Ninja Exams.

The ranking of Ninjutsu has always corresponded to the training stages of a ninja.

S-rank Ninjutsu are usually Forbidden Jutsu or secret techniques.

Even among Jonin, A-rank Ninjutsu is considered rare; mastering one or two is enough to stand out among those of the same rank.

B-rank Ninjutsu is the mainstream technique used by Jonin, while C-rank, D-rank, or E-rank ninjutsu are the domain of Chunin and Genin.

But what about that battle just now?

Kakashi's "Chidori" condenses Lightning Style Chakra to a level visible to the naked eye, and its thrusting speed is so fast that it leaves afterimages in the air.

Qingyu casually unleashed Yin Release Chakra Projection, along with that invisible "Rasengan."

The techniques they both used were at least A-level.

Hyuga Ginka let out a soft breath and reached up to tuck a stray strand of hair that had been ruffled by the wind behind her ear.

Her traditional white battle suit, Hyuga Clan, was slightly dusty from the previous battle, outlining her voluptuous and tall figure.

Over the years, she has followed Qingyu on missions and trained together, and her figure has become increasingly mature.

But standing among these geniuses, I felt an immense pressure.

This feeling is probably similar to someone who eats delicacies Tenten suddenly realizing they can't even cook a simple home-cooked meal properly.

It's fair to say she's had enough of pressure.

Shisui Uchiha was also watching from the audience.

He made a special trip from his clan's territory to watch the battle today, wanting to see with his own eyes just how strong Qingyu had become.

The result far exceeded his expectations.

Shisui Uchiha silently reviewed the battle that had just taken place in his mind.

If I were to face Kakashi, with his Body Flicker Technique and Sharingan, I should be able to dodge the "Chidori" thrust the instant I hit him, and then counterattack using Genjutsu.

But what if it were me facing Qingyu?

He tried to think about it in his mind several times.

Qingyu's Projection Blade Rain covered too wide an area; even with the fastest Body Flicker Technique, it was impossible to dodge it all.

The win rate is very low.

Thinking of this, Shisui Uchiha became even more determined to work hard.

He wasn't the kind of person who would get discouraged by the gap; on the contrary, having a clear goal ahead only fueled his motivation to continue his practice.

"Looks like I still have a long way to go."

Graveyard of Mountains.

In the dimly lit underground space, Madara Uchiha sat on that huge stone chair.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Madara Uchiha into laughter.

"Good, very good, this is the kind of genius that belongs to the Uchiha!"

White Zetsu was startled by the sudden burst of laughter and cautiously peeked out, asking, "Lord Madara, why are you so happy?"

Madara Uchiha stopped laughing, but the smile on his lips didn't fade.

He stretched out his withered fingers, his tone filled with emotion.

"Integrating the nature transformation of Lightning Style into attribute-free Chakra, and utilizing the property of Lightning Style to alter the refractive index of light, to make the entire technique invisible in the air—this concept, this creativity, is something even I never thought of back then."

He paused, then added, "If you're dealing with ninjas who have poor sensory abilities, this move is no less than a powerful weapon, since not all ninjas can master sensory abilities."

Especially in the chaos of a battlefield, an unseen Ninjutsu flying in from a blind spot can be a huge disadvantage even for Jonin.

White Zetsu nodded repeatedly, then asked, "What if you were Lord Madara facing this attack?"

Madara Uchiha glanced at him and gave a soft snort.

"These little tricks can't hurt me."

White Zetsu wisely refrained from pressing further and continued adjusting the image to allow Madara Uchiha to see more details.

Meanwhile, in the arena, Obito Uchiha stood in a corner of the waiting area.

He witnessed the entire battle between Qingyu and Kakashi.

That radiant aura made the distance between him and others seem so vast that it filled one with despair.

Is he destined to never catch up?

The constant oppression left Obito with mixed feelings, causing him to completely lose control of his emotions.

Amidst a mix of emotions, a surge of heat rushed from his brain to his eyes, causing a slight stinging sensation in his eyeballs.

Obito instinctively raised his hand to cover his left eye, and through his fingers, he noticed that the world around him had become clearer than before.

This insight—

"I've... opened my eyes?"

Obito lowered his hand in surprise and looked down at his palm.

Within his scarlet pupils, a black Tomoe was slowly rotating.

He's really seen something new!

A surge of ecstasy welled up in Obito's heart, and he almost shouted it out on the spot.

My eyes have finally been opened!

Obito turned around, wanting to share the good news with Rin Nohara.

But then he remembered that Qingyu Three-Tomoe Sharingan.

In an instant, the joy vanished.

What's so great about One-Tomoe facing off against Three-Tomoe?

"Obito, you... have your eyes opened?"

Sarutobi Asuma noticed Obito's change.

Obito was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly.

"Um."

His voice was low and deep, without the slightest hint of the excitement one would expect after opening one's eyes.

But after a few seconds, Obito raised his head again, took a deep breath, and clenched his fist.

Regardless, opening your eyes is a starting point.

If others can activate the Three-Tomoe, why can't he?

He'll eventually awaken the Three-Tomoe Sharingan, become an elite Jonin, marry Rin Nohara, and reach the pinnacle of life. Now it's just wishful thinking!

Thinking of this, a smile finally returned to Obito's face.

Sarutobi Asuma patted him on the shoulder without saying anything more.

Some things don't need to be said; we both understand each other's hearts.

When it comes to catching up with Qingyu, they are all on the same starting line.

On the high platform, Sarutobi Hiruzen took his pipe from his lips and exhaled a long puff of smoke.

"It seems that the geniuses who come after will find it difficult to surpass Qingyu and Kakashi."

"That's what Sarutobi Hiruzen said."

Utatane Koharu, sat next to him, a look of approval on her aged face.

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"That's true. This year 'Chunin Ninja Exams have produced many more promising talents than in previous years, but only Qingyu and Kakashi have truly reached the top."

She echoed.

"Might Guy is not bad either; that kid's Taijutsu has already surpassed the level of an ordinary Chunin."

Sarutobi Hiruzen nodded, his gaze returning to Qingyu, who was treating Kakashi in the audience.

He possesses strength, temperament, and the Will of Fire.

These are the young people who represent the true future of Konoha.

Not far away, Minato Namikaze and Hatake Sakumo leaned side by side against the railing.

"Sakumo- senpai, Kakashi has improved a lot."

Minato Namikaze.

Hatake Sakumo crossed his arms.

"Yeah, but we still lost."

His tone was very flat.

In his opinion, losing to Qingyu was nothing to be bothered about.

On the contrary, he saw Kakashi's growth in this battle.

"Qingyu is indeed a formidable opponent."

Hatake Sakumo said another sentence, turning his gaze to Qingyu with admiration in his eyes.

Minato Namikaze smiled and nodded, saying nothing more.

His thoughts were similar to Hatake Sakumo's; the competition between Qingyu and Kakashi was a good thing for both of them.

A good sword needs a good whetstone, and a good ninja needs a good opponent.

Not far from the two, Orochimaru turned his head to look at Tsunade.

"Tsunade, this is true talent."

Orochimaru laughed.

Tsunade nodded slightly.

She now understood why Orochimaru had expressed regret that she hadn't witnessed Qingyu's performance in the Forest of Death.

From this perspective, such performance is indeed astonishing.

Tsunade looked at Qingyu; she had never seen Qingyu practice this Ninjutsu before.

It seems this little rascal has grown a lot in ways she doesn't know about.

The match then continued.

The second match was between Hyuga Ginka and Hyuga Nobuhiko, who was also from the Hyuga Clan.

Both were from the Main Family, Byakugan Byakugan Gentle Fist were Gentle Fist unpredictable and neither was willing to give in.

Hyuga Nobuhiko Hyuga Ginka, and is tall with broad shoulders.

"Ginka, admit defeat."

Hyuga Nobuhiko said.

"Your skill in Gentle Fist is indeed impressive, but it's still a bit lacking compared to mine. I will win this match; you don't need to waste your energy here."

Hyuga Ginka stood opposite him.

She was voluptuous and tall, her white Hyuga combat suit clinging to her curves, with a dark belt around her waist that accentuated her slender and upright figure.

Upon hearing this, Hyuga Ginka adopted the standard Gentle Fist starting stance.

Upon hearing Hyuga Nobuhiko's words, Hyuga Ginka slowly shook her head.

"Impossible."

Hyuga Nobuhiko frowned slightly.

Why are you so stubborn? You know perfectly well—

Hyuga Nobuhiko was puzzled.

He had a good impression of Hyuga Ginka, so he didn't want to start a fight.

"I've already endured so much pressure to get this far, how could I possibly stop here?"

Hyuga Nobuhiko looked into her eyes, remained silent for a moment, and then nodded.

"Then let's go."

Without saying another word, he pushed off with his feet and charged towards the Hyuga Ginka.

Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms!

Hyuga Ginka went to greet her.

The same Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms!

The four palms Chakra, and Chakra clashed violently between the two.

Hyuga Ginka placed her fingertip on an acupoint on Hyuga Nobuhiko's right arm.

Hyuga Nobuhiko's right arm went numb, and his continuous attack of the Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms was momentarily interrupted.

It was in that very instant.

Hyuga Ginka accelerated, her palms raining down on Hyuga Nobuhiko's pressure points.

Puff!

Hyuga Ginka hit an acupoint.

Hyuga Nobuhiko's pupils shrank.

When?

He actually got hit?

A tingling, numb sensation shot through the pressure point where it had been struck, Hyuga Nobuhiko's body to sway.

Hyuga Ginka seized the opportunity and Hyuga Nobuhiko flying with a single palm strike.

I won.

Hyuga Ginka's voice was slightly breathless.

Hyuga Nobuhiko looked down at the hand that was hovering in front of his throat, remained silent for a long while, and then lowered his hands.

"I lost."

His tone carried a hint of resentment.

This girl, two years younger than him, had indeed become much stronger after spending several years with Qingyu and his group of monsters.

What kind of monster room?

Is this what happens when you spend too much time with geniuses?

Nara Shikaku raised his right hand and announced loudly, "In the second match, Hyuga Ginka wins!"

A round of applause erupted from the audience.

Although the internal war within the Hyuga Clan was not as dramatic as the one between Qingyu and Kakashi, the Gentle Fist duel between the two Main Family ninjas was equally exciting.

As Qingyu watched Hyuga Ginka walk off the stage from the waiting area, a slight smile appeared on her lips.

When Hyuga Ginka walked back to the waiting area, a thin layer of sweat glistened on her forehead, and her white combat suit was covered in dust from the close combat just now.

She paused as she passed Qingyu, glanced up at him, and her white pupils held a hint of lingering fighting spirit.

Qingyu nodded at her.

"Well played."

Upon hearing these words, Hyuga Ginka's mood suddenly improved considerably.

She gave a proud "hmm," then walked to a nearby bench, sat down, and rested.

The match continued, and soon came to an end.

The final match list was compiled by Nara Shikaku and handed over to Sarutobi Hiruzen.

Sarutobi Hiruzen sat on the highest viewing platform, flipping through the roster and scanning the row of names.

Qingyu, Hatake Kakashi, Might Guy, Hyuga Ginka, Hyuga Nobuhiko, Yūhi Kurenai, Rin Nohara, Shizune, Genma Shiranui ----

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There are indeed many promising talents in this cohort.

He circled the first eighteen names on the roster with his pen, then handed the roster back to Nara Shikaku, indicating that he could begin announcing the results.

Nara Shikaku took the roster, walked to the center of the arena, and cleared his throat.

His voice, amplified by Chakra, resounded throughout the entire venue, silencing the previously noisy audience.

"The results of the final Chunin Exams are now announced."

He opened the roster and began reading from the last name.

The names of the tenth to eighteenth place candidates were read out one by one, and suppressed cheers occasionally rang out from the waiting area.

The candidates whose names were called wore relieved smiles. Regardless of their ranking, at least they had passed the exam and were now Chunin from today onwards.

The names of fourth through ninth place were then read out.

When Yūhi Kurenai heard her name called, she let out a long sigh of relief and patted her slightly heaving chest.

Rin Nohara stood beside her, a smile on her face.

Third place, Might Guy.

When Might Guy's name was called out, a considerable commotion arose in the waiting area.

Obito's eyes widened.

"What?! Kai only came in third place?!"

Obito was shocked.

If Qingyu and Kakashi had taken the top two spots, he would have been unhappy, but he could understand it to some extent.

After all, those two monsters were geniuses since childhood. He had lived in their shadow since the day he entered the Ninja Academy, and he got used to being suppressed by them.

But Kai?

Might Guy, who was also a bottom-of-the-class student?

He actually managed to come back and get third place?

Obito's gaze fell on Might Guy was standing at the other end of the waiting area.

His face was covered in tears of excitement, and he kept muttering things like, "This is the power of youth."

Second place: Hatake Kakashi.

Nara Shikaku voice pulled Obito back to reality from his reverie.

Kakashi stood in front of the waiting area, his hands in his pockets.

He has been almost fully recovered thanks to Qingyu's treatment and is no longer in any serious condition.

Kakashi showed no surprise at the result, simply nodding slightly.

"First place, Qingyu."

The Nara Shikaku echoed through the arena.

The moment Qingyu heard her name being pronounced, a line of text suddenly popped up in front of her eyes.

[C-Rank Trait detected: Born Genius has met the synthesis requirements]

[Should we synthesize it?]

The upgrade requirement for this trait is to achieve first place in the Chunin Ninja Exams.

Qingyu looked at the line of text and silently uttered the word "synthesis" in her mind.

[B-Rank Trait: Born Genius]

[Effect: Genjutsu Talent increased by 100%.]

A warm sensation surged from the depths of my brain, spreading along the meridians to the area around my eyes.

Qingyu could clearly feel that her spiritual energy had become more condensed at this moment, and her perception of the world had become clearer than before.

This level of heightened perception directly aids in both casting and breaking Genjutsu.

If before he was simply using the Sharingan's Genjutsu Talent to overwhelm his opponents, now his Genjutsu skills have reached a considerably high level.

"Candidates whose names have been called, please come forward."

The Nara Shikaku continued to ring out.

Qingyu closed the special trait panel and walked forward with the other seventeen qualified candidates.

Sarutobi Hiruzen stood up from the highest viewing platform and slowly walked down the steps.

He wore a Hokage hat, had a pipe in his mouth, and wore a kind smile on his wrinkled face.

"Congratulations, from now on you are Chunin of Konoha."

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Then he personally handed the green ninja vests to the qualified candidates one by one.

The vest is made of thick fabric with a special surface treatment that reduces the cutting effect of Shuriken without affecting the wearer's agility.

The vest had a scroll pouch sewn on it, allowing it to carry more ninja tools and scrolls.

Qingyu took the vest.

[Collectible trait detected: Chunin]

[C-Rank Trait: Chunin]

[Effect: Increases Ninjutsu, Genjutsu, and Taijutsu talents by 60% each.]

Qingyu's eyes lit up slightly as she looked at the new trait that popped up before her.

This trait provides a bonus across three major areas: Ninjutsu, Genjutsu, and Taijutsu, with an increase of up to 60%.

Compared to the previous single-attribute trait bonuses, the "Chunin" trait is ridiculously cost-effective.

He couldn't help but wonder what kind of bonuses he would receive if he could collect the "Jonin" trait, or even the "Hokage" trait, in the future.

What about the characteristics of a daimyo?

If we can gather traits from those people, we might have unexpected gains.

Qingyu suppressed these thoughts for the time being, and then remembered the synthesis route from the [Cheater] trait.

[Clairvoyance].

It requires "C-Rank Trait Chunin" and "D-Rank Trait Insight Mastery" to synthesize.

I've already acquired the "Chunin" trait; all I'm missing is "Insight Mastery."

Qingyu quickly mentally reviewed the possible ways to obtain it.

The name "Insight Mastery" sounds like a trait related to Sensory Ninjutsu or the further development of the Sharingan.

He should spend more Hyuga Ginka and Aburame Shiki, or work on Sharingan.

"From this day forward, you will shoulder greater responsibilities. The future of Konoha rests on your shoulders."

After the event ended, Kakashi, Might Guy, Hyuga Ginka, Yūhi Kurenai, Rin Nohara, Obito, Sarutobi Asuma, Genma Shiranui, and Shizune Ya reunited.

Qingyu looked at the group of people, a slight smile playing on her lips, then waved her hand and said generously, "My treat, let's go to Barbecue Q tonight."

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"Oh!"

As Matt raised his arms and shouted for the first time, tears welled up in his eyes before he could even wipe them away.

"This is youth! A victory barbecue, burning bonds of friendship!"

"Just shut up, Kai."

Sarutobi Asuma, holding a lollipop, pushed Might Guy aside.

"But the barbecue was really good."

Yūhi Kurenai stood with her hands behind her back, tilting her head to look at Qingyu, her red eyes full of laughter.

"Qingyu is treating, I want to eat more."

Yūhi Kurenai joked.

"Order whatever you like."

Qingyu nodded.

He's now considered to have some wealth.

Even if Yūhi Kurenai eats a lot, it won't cost much.

As night fell, the private room at Barbecue Q was a complete mess.

The charcoal glowed red-hot under the grill, and the rack was piled high with various kinds of meat. The sizzling sound of oil dripping onto the charcoal filled the private room with the aroma of meat mixed with the smell of sauce.

Might Guy devoured five plates of beef tongue all by himself, while Sarutobi Asuma and Genma Shiranui were competing to see who could put the most hot sauce on their grilled meat.

Yūhi Kurenai and Rin Nohara sat on either side of Qingyu, occasionally taking pieces of freshly grilled meat from the grill in front of him.

Obito sat opposite Rin Nohara, stuffing grilled meat into his mouth while stealing glances at her expression out of the corner of his Rin Nohara.

He watched as Rin Nohara picked up a piece of grilled beef that Shinohara had prepared for Qingyu, and after Qingyu put it in her mouth, he narrowed his eyes and revealed a satisfied smile.

Obito unconsciously used a bit more force with his chopsticks, almost splitting a piece of pork belly in two.

He felt like he almost activated his Sharingan twice in one day, evolving it into Two-Tomoe Sharingan!

However, Obito managed to suppress his emotions and didn't get too agitated.

Because he is now a Buddha, a noble Uchiha.

Catching up with Qingyu was Chi Wu's job.

Kakashi sat in the corner, his mask pulled down to reveal the lower half of his face, and quickly devoured the grilled meat in front of him with a movement that Obito couldn't see at all.

The door to the private room was pushed open a crack, Shizune walked in carrying two plates of freshly sliced beef tongue. She sat down next to Qingyu and began to help him place the raw meat on the grill.

"Do you want it, Qingyu?"

"Just leave it there."

Qingyu Mukou.

He has a strong digestive system, so he ate a lot.

After all, food can restore physical strength, and only with sufficient physical strength can one have sufficient Chakra.

For the next while, the sounds of barbecue, laughter, and arguments mingled together, filling the quiet private room to the brim.

Late at night.

Qingyu and Shizune walked side by side on their way home.

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The night wind blew through the empty streets.

Shizune walked beside Qingyu, carrying a paper bag in her arms containing some grilled meat for Tsunade.

When I pushed open the door, the living room light was still on.

Tsunade was curled up on the sofa, one hand supporting her chin, the other idly flipping through a book.

Hearing the commotion coming from Shi Xuanzhuan, she peeked out from behind the book, her golden twin ponytails swaying slightly with the movement.

"Finally back?"

Tsunade closed the book and casually placed it on the coffee table.

Her gaze swept over Qingyu, and a smile played on her lips.

Congratulations, Chunin- sama!

"Sister Tsunade, please stop making fun of me."

Qingyu smiled and nodded.

He then sat down in the chair opposite Tsunade, picked up the teapot on the coffee table, and poured himself a glass of water.

Shizune placed the paper bag on the coffee table and then went upstairs to change her clothes.

Tsunade pulled a skewer of grilled meat from the paper bag, took a bite, and her cheeks puffed out slightly.

"Sister Tsunade, when are you going to take me to a hot spring?"

Qingyu said.

The pie in the sky must be realized.

Before the Chunin Ninja Exams, Tsunade promised that if he got first place, she would take him and Shizune to a hot spring in Tanzaku Town, and even said that the hot spring inn there had a mixed-gender bath that they could have all to themselves.

Tsunade swallowed the grilled meat in her mouth and said, "We'll go in a while, what's the rush?"

She paused, then her expression shifted, and she looked at Qingyu with a smile.

The most urgent task is—

"Take Sister Tsunade to the casino."

Qingyu, without being intimidated by Tsunade, directly finished the sentence for her.

Tsunade paused for a moment, then reached out and flicked Qingyu's forehead.

"You blabbermouth, you've learned to answer first, haven't you?"

But there was no sign of anger or despair on her face; instead, her smile grew even brighter.

"Since you already know, let's go. I have a feeling I'll have good luck tonight."

Seeing Tsunade's expectant look, Qingyu sighed, but still stood up, took Tsunade's coat from the hanger, and handed it to her.

"Let's go, Sister Tsunade."