The Mysterious Cheat-Giving Old Man, Uchiha Madara
Training Ground.
Qingyu and Kakashi are sparring.
Lightning Style: Shuriken!
Kakashi threw Shuriken imbued with lightning.
Laugh!
With the enhancement of Lightning Style Chakra, the Lightning Release: Shuriken became incredibly fast.
Upon seeing this, Qingyu Hand Seals.
This is a new technique he recently learned, one of the few Water Release that old man Maruboshi Kosuke had kept hidden away.
Water Release: Water Impact.
Suddenly, a large amount of clear water gushed out from the ground beneath his feet, the water swirling rapidly around him and rising into a water column like a tornado.
The water column swirled and spread, transforming into a circular waterfall that swept out in all directions.
The water was so powerful that even the wooden stakes at the edge of the Training Ground were shaken and swayed.
The electrified Shuriken were swept away by the water flow and scattered all over the ground with a clattering sound.
Earth Release: Earth Wall!
Kakashi Hand Seals and slammed his palm onto the ground.
A thick earthen wall rose from the ground, blocking the onrushing waves.
He was inwardly amazed by the sheer amount of Chakra Qingyu, far exceeding his own current level.
It's incredible that such a large amount of water can be created even in a waterless environment.
Kakashi, who had just regained his footing behind the wall and hadn't even had time to determine Qingyu's location, suddenly saw a gap appear on the surface of the earthen wall.
Amidst the flying debris, a hand reached in, Chakra condensing into white flames on the fist.
The fist stopped no more than five centimeters in front of Kakashi's black mask.
Kakashi sighed; he had lost again.
He stuck the dagger into the ground.
"Take a break."
Kakashi knew that Qingyu had deliberately missed.
With Qingyu's current "Strength of a Hundred" and that strange Chakra enhancement technique, if he were to hit the earthen wall, the entire wall would collapse.
Although he had already been able to activate his body's cells and had a basic grasp of the nature transformation of Lightning Style Chakra, these advancements were still too slow compared to Qingyu's.
In the distance, on a tree, Madara Uchiha's Wood Clone.
The wind blew in from the mountains, making his robes flutter loudly.
"Genin?"
He muttered to himself, his gaze piercing through the distance to the two boys resting on the Training Ground.
"Having experienced war, their growth rate will probably be even faster."
In his view, ninjas in peacetime, no matter how talented, are nothing more than flowers in a greenhouse.
Only those who survive the hell of corpses and bloodshed deserve to be called true strongmen.
War is a whetstone; it can sharpen dull iron into a sharp blade, or break inferior steel.
Only by being tempered in the flames of war can Qingyu know whether they are true gold or merely copper-plated.
"Hmph, but this brat is still Water Release Ninjutsu."
Madara Uchiha frowned slightly. Watching Qingyu use the Water Release Ninjutsu of Senju Tobirama, he felt a certain irritation.
Fire Release is the true essence of the Uchiha; what is Water Release anyway?
"That looks like Tobirama's sword, doesn't it? Why not Izuna's sword?"
White Zetsu delivered a final blow with an innocent and naive tone.
Madara Uchiha's eye twitched slightly.
This White Zetsu completely disregards the atmosphere.
"Izuna's sword should still be with the Uchiha Clan."
Madara Uchiha answered, suppressing his temper.
"That's a real shame, Lord Madara."
White Zetsu spoke.
Madara Uchiha ignored White Zetsu and continued to observe Qingyu on the Training Ground.
Qingyu drew the Sword of the Thunder God and began a new round of swordsmanship sparring with Kakashi.
Although he wielded Senju Tobirama's sword, the influence of the Qingyu -Uchiha Style Swordsmanship.
The scroll he had Black Zetsu deliver to Qingyu wasn't a complete waste of time.
This reminded Madara Uchiha of his past with Izuna.
"But Qingyu is indeed very outstanding."
Although Madara Uchiha ignored White Zetsu, White Zetsu continued talking to himself.
"He's much more pleasing to the eye than the other kids."
Madara Uchiha closed his eyes, still able to recall the words Izuna had once spoken to him.
"Brother, swordsmanship is often more efficient than Ninjutsu. I believe we should improve the swordsmanship education of our people."
Madara Uchiha closed his eyes, and Izuna's voice sounded just like it did yesterday.
Izuna loved swords and always felt that the Uchiha Clan relied too much on Fire Release, neglecting the fact that combining swordsmanship with the Sharingan would be more efficient.
During his lifetime, Izuna loved swords and even promoted reforms in swordsmanship within the Uchiha Clan.
Yes, what kind of bad person could a ninja who likes to use a sword be?
After returning to Konoha, Madara Uchiha felt even more guilty towards Izuna.
After all, even someone as proud as him broke his promise to Izuna, broke away from the Uchiha Clan, and stopped taking care of his clansmen.
Therefore, this made Madara Uchiha Qingyu even more pleasing to the eye.
[Collectible trait detected: Reminiscing the Past]
[C-Rank Trait: Reminiscing the Past]
[Effect: Improves understanding of swordsmanship, speeds up swordsmanship training by 50%.]
Qingyu suddenly stopped moving.
Looking at the text prompt that appeared before my eyes.
Reminiscing the Past?
Who is Reminiscing the Past?
Kakashi? Impossible, that kid's head is full of thoughts about how to catch up with him, he doesn't have time to reminisce about the past.
Qingyu was puzzled.
He immediately shook his head; regardless of who it was, this trait was very effective.
A flood of new swordsmanship insights rushed into his mind. Several movements that he hadn't executed cleanly enough during the sparring session now seemed to have many details that could be improved.
Qingyu suppressed the urge to immediately take out the knife to verify and said, "Continue."
The sound of daggers clashing against Sword of the Thunder God echoed once more Training Ground.
The two did not leave until it was getting late.
After saying goodbye to Kakashi, Qingyu planned to go back and soak in the Medicinal Bath that Tsunade had prepared.
"Qingyu."
An unfamiliar voice came from the alley entrance.
Qingyu stopped and turned to look.
A middle-aged man stood at the alley entrance, his face so ordinary that he would be easily lost in a crowd in Konoha.
"Who are you?"
"My name is Dongjian, Senju Dongjian."
Madara Uchiha took a few steps closer, his tone calm.
"Before the Senju Clan disbanded, I was also a member of the clan."
Qingyu sized up the man in front of her who called himself Senju Dongjian.
It's a fact that after the Senju Clan disbanded, its members changed their names and integrated into various parts of Konoha. It's not surprising that a distant relative you've never seen before might occasionally appear.
Madara Uchiha handed a scroll to Qingyu.
"These are some things my father brought back from the battlefield. I heard you're also learning swordsmanship; they should be useful to you."
Qingyu raised her head, about to speak, when another line of text suddenly appeared before her eyes.
[Collectible trait detected: Madara's Favor]
[C-Rank Trait: Madara's Favor]
[Effect: Enhances Yin Release talent, allowing the use of a certain amount of Yin Release Chakra to project weapons.]
Qingyu was startled.
This person who calls himself Senju Dongjian is Madara Uchiha!
Madara Uchiha actually came to deliver something to me under the alias of a Senju clan member?
But [Attitude is the Mask of the Heart], which prevented Qingyu from showing the slightest change in expression, and she immediately composed herself.
With improved facial expression control, he can maintain composure even in the most challenging situations.
Instead, he showed a very grateful expression.
"Thank you Dongjian."
Madara Uchiha saw the fleeting surprise and subsequent gratitude in Qingyu's eyes and felt quite satisfied.
He clearly thought that the surprise was just a normal reaction from Qingyu when she received an unexpected gift.
It's only natural to be surprised when a distant relative you've only met a few times suddenly sends you a scroll.