Kakashi's Early Graduation

At this moment, on the rooftop, Hiruzen Sarutobi watched everything unfold in silence.

He slowly exhaled a puff of smoke, watching it drift and dissipate into the air.

"Asuma has already lost. His every move was completely seen through by his opponent."

Beside him, Sakumo Hatake nodded slightly, agreeing as he spoke:

"For his age, Asuma's taijutsu is actually quite decent. It's just that his opponent is stronger."

A hint of appreciation flickered in his eyes, and his gaze toward Amada held a newfound sense of approval.

Hiruzen Sarutobi's eyes remained locked onto Amada, and he muttered to himself:

"Uchiha Amada, is it? Truly an excellent child."

Asuma's stamina had been exhausted by his relentless string of attacks.

His movements grew increasingly sluggish, and every punch and kick he threw appeared soft and powerless.

Amada observed this change and knew it was time to end it.

Gritting his teeth, Asuma summoned his last ounce of strength and swung a fist toward Amada.

Amada steadily reached out and caught Asuma's fist with precision.

"It's over," Amada said in a low voice.

With a forceful pivot of his feet, he pulled his body backward while simultaneously exerting strength through his arm.

With a clean shoulder throw, he sent Asuma's entire body soaring high into the air.

Asuma traced an arc through the sky before crashing heavily onto the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Asuma lay on the ground with his limbs splayed, staring blankly at the sky with lifeless eyes.

He gasped for air, his chest heaving, but he no longer had the strength to climb back up.

"No way, Asuma actually lost?"

"Amada, that dead-last, has this kind of strength?"

The students erupted into an uproar; their faces were etched with shock and confusion as they whispered and gossiped, the sound of their chatter rising in waves.

A flash of surprise also crossed the teacher's eyes.

He nodded slightly, praising:

"As expected of the Uchiha clan. Although his theory grades are failing, his practical combat level is excellent."

His voice carried a hint of gratification, clearly satisfied with Amada's performance.

"Damn it, damn it! I actually lost to a dead-last!"

Lying on the ground, Asuma gritted his teeth and spat out the words.

Asuma struggled to push himself up from the ground, glared fiercely at Amada, and demanded loudly:

"You're just a dead-last in your studies, how could you suddenly be this strong?"

In his view, Amada had always been mediocre, and seeing him suddenly display such formidable power was simply impossible to accept.

Amada's expression remained calm as he replied unhurriedly:

"I just wasn't interested, while you simply lack talent."

His tone carried a trace of faint confidence and arrogance.

After saying this, he gave himself a perfect score for that line in his heart.

Kurenai Yuhi stood to the side, staring at Amada without blinking.

Her eyes sparkled like stars, filled to the brim with admiration.

The subsequent practical combat lessons felt somewhat dull and unremarkable.

Only Might Guy's taijutsu managed to occasionally earn a few cheers from the students.

Finally, the day's practical training ended, and the students began to leave the training ground one after another.

Walking through the crowd, Amada caught a glimpse of those few Uchiha classmates.

He noticed that the way they looked at him had undergone a distinct change.

The anger and disdain that once filled their eyes had now been replaced by a hint of recognition.

When their gazes met his, they even gave a slight nod, greeting him politely.

Asuma is the son of the Third Hokage; by defeating him, they probably think the Uchiha have won against the Hokage. That's what they're thinking, right?

He shook his head helplessly; such a line of thinking was a bit of a stretch.

But at least, no one should think I'm a dead-last anymore.

He thought silently to himself, his mood lightening considerably.

Just as he was thinking this, Obito walked toward him with an awkward expression.

Obito's face wore a complex look—a mix of surprise, envy, and a small amount of dissatisfaction.

"Amada, you guy, you must have been training in secret! Not telling me, that's too much!"

Amada couldn't help but laugh at the sight of Obito. He gently patted Obito on the shoulder and said:

"It was just a routine morning workout. You're not bad yourself, actually managing to pull off a ninjutsu. Among our classmates, you're probably the only one who could do that."

Hearing this, Obito's face instantly blossomed with joy, and his previous bit of irritation vanished into thin air.

"That's right! That's right!"

He laughed smugly, puffing out his chest with a beaming, proud smile.

Standing to the side, Rin felt a bit embarrassed for him seeing Obito act like this.

The next morning, Amada stepped into the Ninja Academy.

He swept his gaze casually around the classroom, only to unexpectedly find a familiar figure missing—Kakashi.

Kakashi was always a model of punctuality, never late and never taking leave; his absence stirred a flicker of doubt in Amada's heart.

However, Amada didn't intend to dwell on it, so he found a seat and sat down.

Just then, only Obito's boisterous voice rang out in the classroom:

"Teacher, where's Kakashi? Don't tell me he overslept?"

As Obito spoke, he scratched his head with a look of utter confusion.

The teacher sighed helplessly and said:

"Do you think Kakashi is like you? He simply applied for early graduation and has become a Genin."

The teacher's voice wasn't loud, but it hit the classroom like a bombshell, stirring up a wave of commotion.

Upon hearing this, Obito's eyes went wide, his face etched with shock and disbelief.

"What! You can do that? Then I'm applying for graduation too! If Kakashi can do it, I definitely can too!"

Sitting in his seat, Amada heard Obito's words and felt speechless at his blind confidence.

Where on earth does your confidence even come from?

He muttered silently to himself.

The teacher looked at Obito's determined expression and felt a headache coming on.

He explained patiently:

"First of all, you need to pass all your courses before you have the qualifications to talk to me about graduation."

Hearing the teacher's words, the excitement on Obito's face instantly froze.

He lowered his head and muttered under his breath:

"Pass all my courses... ah."

However, he quickly lifted his head again, his eyes reigniting with fighting spirit.

"One day, I'll become an excellent Genin too!"

Hearing the news of Kakashi's graduation, Amada was actually a bit surprised; he was barely six years old, right?

He quickly recalled Kakashi from the original story in his mind.

He remembered the future Kakashi once mentioning that he was six years younger than Naruto when he became a Chunin.

By that calculation, didn't that mean Kakashi would become a Chunin next year?

That's a bit absurd. I suppose that's what it means to be a genius.

Amada couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Compared to Kakashi's rapid growth, Amada knew his own advantage lay in the unknown opportunities provided by his system.

Being overly eager for success was not a good thing; in this ninja world full of variables, a safe environment for growth was the top priority.

I'll just stay in school for another three years.

Amada pondered to himself.

He believed that as long as he accumulated strength step by step, with the help of the system, he would one day become a powerhouse; he had absolute confidence in that.

Keeping a low profile and developing in silence for these few years was the wisest choice.

Let Kakashi be the one to stick his neck out.