Green Plum Can't Beat the Skyfall

"I don't understand?"

Obito didn't know how to answer for a moment.

He could only attribute it to Qingyu's looks.

Damn it!

Is being handsome such a big deal!

Obito felt a sense of crisis, as if his childhood sweetheart was no match for a newcomer.

They had only known each other for a few days, yet Rin was already so familiar with Qingyu!

Danger!

Qingyu ignored Obito's hostile gaze and took shuriken out of his ninja tool pouch.

Swish, swish, swish, swish, swish.

Five shuriken pierced the very center of the target almost simultaneously.

Immediately following were five kunai, which also struck the bullseye.

All ten ninja tools hit the center, with not a single one landing outside the bullseye range.

"Perfect score."

The Chunin instructor wrote the score on his clipboard and looked up at Qingyu.

Another perfect score.

The quality of students in this year's class seemed exceptionally high.

He used to love telling his students, "You are the worst class I have ever taught."

Looking at it now, which class was the worst was still up for debate.

But with Qingyu and Kakashi in this year, could this perhaps be the best class he had ever taught?

Qingyu nodded slightly and retreated back into the queue.

Obito stood where he was, watching Qingyu's back, the ominous premonition in his heart growing heavier.

There was already a Kakashi before, and now a Qingyu had popped up.

Both of them had easily achieved perfect scores.

Wouldn't that make him look useless?

Obito looked down at his own hands, shouting in his heart at his lack of progress.

Useless hands, get it together!

Why do you always drop the ball at critical moments!

"Kurenai, what are you looking at?"

Sarutobi Asuma wore a jacket, making him look noticeably more trendy than the other students.

He kept his hands in his pockets, deliberately lowering his voice to speak to Yūhi Kurenai beside him in a gravelly tone he considered very charming.

Yūhi Kurenai withdrew her gaze and shook her head.

"They are truly amazing."

Yūhi Kurenai said, her eyes shifting between Qingyu and Kakashi.

Her own performance just now had been quite good; all five shuriken hit the target, with three of them hitting the bullseye.

Her accuracy with the kunai was slightly worse, but her overall score still ranked in the upper tier of the class.

Yet, compared to a perfect score, she was still a cut below.

"You're already doing very well, Kurenai."

Sarutobi Asuma hurriedly comforted her.

"Besides, have you checked the schedule? This afternoon is the subject you excel at."

Yūhi Kurenai nodded.

The afternoon class was Genjutsu.

This was indeed her forte.

Her father was Yūhi Shinku, and under his tutelage, Yūhi Kurenai naturally possessed a foundation in Genjutsu that far surpassed her peers.

In the afternoon.

The Chunin instructor in charge of teaching Genjutsu, Yokoyama Tomoya, stepped onto the podium.

He cleared his throat and wrote the two characters for "Genjutsu" on the blackboard.

"What we are going to talk about today is Genjutsu, one of the three pillars of Ninjutsu, Taijutsu, and Genjutsu."

Yokoyama Tomoya turned around to face the entire class.

"Genjutsu is a technique that disrupts the opponent's five senses with chakra, causing them to fall into hallucinations. Its target is not the enemy's body, but the enemy's mind."

Yokoyama Tomoya continued:

"Genjutsu is usually cast using the five senses as a medium. The most common is visual-type Genjutsu, which injects chakra into the opponent's body through their eyes. Additionally, there are advanced Genjutsu that use hearing, smell, touch, or even taste as mediums."

"The most basic way to defend against Genjutsu is to seal off the corresponding senses. For example, when facing a visual-type Genjutsu, simply do not look into the opponent's eyes."

"And to dispel a Genjutsu you have already fallen into, you must disrupt the flow of chakra within your own body."

Yokoyama Tomoya reached this point and shifted his tone.

"However, the methods above only apply to ordinary Genjutsu."

"If it is a Dojutsu-type Genjutsu, the situation is completely different."

Genma Shiranui raised his hand, a white lollipop stick still dangling from his mouth.

"Teacher, are Dojutsu-type Genjutsu really that unsolvable? What if you're alone on the battlefield and get caught in one?"

Yokoyama Tomoya glanced at him, his tone becoming serious.

"There is no way."

He shook his head.

"Once you are caught in a Dojutsu-type Genjutsu, you cannot break it on your own. You must rely on someone else's chakra to interfere from the outside to have any possibility of dispelling it, unless you possess the Byakugan."

"Therefore, when facing Dojutsu-type Genjutsu, the only method is prevention. Absolutely do not let your gaze meet the opponent's eyes."

Having said this, Yokoyama Tomoya looked at the students in the class who possessed Dojutsu.

The Byakugan of the Hyuga clan and the Sharingan of the Uchiha clan were both very difficult to deal with.

Although the Byakugan does not have the ability to cast Genjutsu, it can see through Genjutsu and simultaneously dispel it.

Uchiha Tekka noticed the teacher's gaze and immediately held his head high, his face full of pride.

He certainly had reason to be proud.

The Sharingan is the most representative existence among Dojutsu-type Genjutsu.

Obito also straightened his back, feeling a sense of reflected glory.

"Look, Rin!"

Obito leaned specifically toward Rin Nohara, grinning.

"I told you I'd be amazing once I awakened my eyes!"

Rin Nohara was busy taking notes diligently; she gave a soft hum in response without even looking up.

Obito's smile stiffened.

But that was okay.

Once he awakened his eyes in the future, Rin would definitely look at him with admiration!

"Teacher."

Yūhi Kurenai raised her hand.

"If one does not have a Kekkei Genkai like the Sharingan, can a ninja truly never reach the pinnacle in the field of Genjutsu?"

This question caught Yokoyama Tomoya off guard.

Yūhi Kurenai's father, Yūhi Shinku, was Konoha's premier Genjutsu ninja, rumored to be able to reflect even the Genjutsu of a Three-Tomoe Sharingan.

"Theoretically speaking... yes."

Yokoyama Tomoya weighed his words carefully.

Qingyu listened from the back.

It felt just like asking if one could truly never cultivate immortality without spiritual roots.

Qingyu wasn't sure how things worked elsewhere.

But in the ninja world, even a civilian ninja specializing in Genjutsu could never touch the strongest Genjutsu in this world.

"Kotoamatsukami," "Tsukuyomi," and "Infinite Tsukuyomi" were all powers derived from bloodlines!

Hearing Yokoyama Tomoya's words, Yūhi Kurenai felt a bit disappointed.

Seeing this, Yokoyama Tomoya continued:

"The Sharingan is merely a weapon. No matter how strong a weapon is, it depends on the person using it. By the same logic, a Genjutsu ninja without a Sharingan can still reach heights unattainable by ordinary people through profound training. Lord Yūhi Shinku is the best proof of this."

Yūhi Kurenai lifted her head again, some confidence returning to her eyes.

After class, Qingyu caught a glimpse of a figure walking toward him.

It was Yūhi Kurenai.

"Qingyu."

Yūhi Kurenai stopped in front of him, her tone somewhat hesitant, but she spoke nonetheless.

"Do you... know anything about genjutsu?"

After much deliberation, she felt that Qingyu was the only person in class who was easy to get along with.

As for the other Uchiha, each was more arrogant than the last; that group led by Tekka didn't even bother to interact with outsiders.

As for Obito, Yūhi Kurenai had already categorized him as a dead last.

But Qingyu was different.

Although he also possessed half-Uchiha blood, he didn't give off that "holier-than-thou" vibe at all.

Coupled with his connection to the Senju clan, perhaps he might even have some unique insights into genjutsu.