Teaching, Lv14, Mizukage

Konoha, Taiichi.

After taking a bath, eating, and resting for a while, the three little ones stood neatly in the training ground.

Taiichi looked at the three people standing still, their little faces tense, their eyes fixed on him, and nodded with satisfaction.

We won't dwell on Itachi; he's a highly talented and self-disciplined child, so there's no need to worry about him too much.

Jiangtai and Yami are two people who can let loose when playing and also focus when it's time to study.

"Today we won't learn anything else. I'll teach you a set of basic Taijutsu, and you must practice them for at least an hour every day from now on."

"Yes, Taiichi- sensei!"

The three little ones answered in unison, their voices loud and clear, full of confidence.

What Taiichi was going to teach them was a simplified version of Basic Taijutsu.

Compared to the version I gave to Yohei and Saori, this version is simpler and more suitable for five- or six-year-old children, but it is also more comprehensive, including methods of raising, training, and fighting.

Taiichi led the way, letting the three little ones watch him demonstrate once, so they could familiarize themselves with the movements and have a clear understanding of them.

His movements were fluid and graceful, Isshiki move showcasing the extension of his muscles and joints; his speed was measured, sometimes as swift and fierce as a whirlwind, sometimes as gentle and composed as a breeze.

After finishing once, Taiichi tidied up, turned around, and looked at the three little ones.

"So, how much did you remember?" Taiichi smile.

The three of them shook their heads in unison, their faces full of bewilderment, as if to say, "You're so amazing, but I don't understand at all."

Taiichi glanced at it but didn't take it seriously, and had the three of them practice along with his movements this time.

Once, twice----

It only took the three little ones an hour to go from stumbling and struggling at the beginning to being able to follow Taiichi and fight quite well.

And then comes the essence of this Taijutsu – the breathing technique.

Only by coordinating breathing with movement and making every effort to engage every muscle in the body can the full effect of nourishment and training be achieved.

This lesson also revealed the difference in talent among the three.

Although Itachi was the youngest, he learned the fastest, mastering everything in just three hours.

Jiangtai and Yami, however, studied a little later, not until evening, before they had roughly learned all the key points.

However, Taiichi was already quite satisfied.

Whether it was Itachi, Jiangtai, or Yami, no one complained of being tired while studying; they all persevered until Taiichi told them to take a break.

After a day of learning, everyone agreed on a time for the next day and went home.

Taiichi watched the group disappear at the end of the road, and a smile crept onto his lips.

The saying "Reviewing the old helps one understand the new" is indeed true.

Being able to do something yourself and teaching someone else to do it are two completely different things.

Taiichi looked at his own panel.

[Your understanding of Taijutsu has improved as you teach them!]

[Your skill Advanced Taijutsu, experience points +50]

These 50 points of experience are equivalent to the gains from several days of hard training.

Teaching apprentices while also gaining personal benefits is undoubtedly a win-win situation.

Meanwhile, Itachi, back home, stood respectfully before his parents, recounting his experiences at Taiichi that day.

Even though he tried his best to restrain himself, the couple could tell from Itachi's subtle actions that their son was in an exceptionally good mood today.

As a father and clan leader, Fugaku was both worried and pleased about Itachi's change.

On the contrary, Mikoto, as a mother, is genuinely happy as long as she sees her son happy.

After Itachi finished recounting what had happened that day, Fugaku's expression remained unchanged. Looking at his son's expectant eyes, he finally managed a smile.

"Alright, you must be tired today. Go home and get some rest so you won't be late tomorrow."

"Yes, Father. Goodnight, Mother."

Watching Itachi's figure disappear outside the room and his footsteps fade into the distance, Mikoto, as a mother, couldn't wait to ask a question out of her love for her son.

"Husband, what do you think of Taiichi's teaching?"

"What do you think, madam?" Fugaku asked instead of answering.

"I feel great! I've never seen Itachi so happy!"

Mikoto spoke, she couldn't help but raise her hand to gently wipe away the tears that had slid down her cheeks.

Seeing her son gradually becoming like her husband, always with a stern face and a heavy heart, she even wondered if Itachi had forgotten how to smile.

Seeing her son smile again makes her happier than anything else.

Men think differently from women, and fathers think differently from mothers.

However, Fugaku was indeed a good husband and did not refute Mikoto's words.

"It's still early, let's continue to observe. After all, we promised Taiichi we wouldn't interfere with his teaching."

The night passed quickly.

The next morning, Fugaku arrived at Itachi's courtyard and stood at the gate, watching Itachi practice his Taijutsu.

Fugaku was Jonin, so he had a good eye for things. He could naturally see the brilliance of Itachi's Taijutsu from his movements.

The human body has 206 bones and approximately 639 muscles.

Based on his observations, Fugaku discovered that the movements of this Taijutsu involved 80% of the muscle groups.

This is an incredibly large number. You have to understand that the average person's daily exercise involves only two to three hundred muscles.

It's clear that this set of Taijutsu is comprehensive. However, if that's all there is to it, then this set of Taijutsu can at most be considered a relatively good method of body tempering. At least for now, he hasn't seen any other outstanding features.

Fugaku watched for a while longer, but seeing nothing else, he didn't disturb Itachi's training and quietly left the courtyard.

Meanwhile, Itachi was trying hard to recall the key points Taiichi had taught him yesterday, adjusting his breathing to match each of his movements with his breathing rhythm.

Only in this way can the most important nourishing effect of this set of Taijutsu be achieved, which cannot be seen by sight.

Taiichi has his own teaching plan.

On the first day, we played in the morning and were taught Basic Taijutsu in the afternoon.

The next day, the morning consisted of review and play, and the afternoon was dedicated to teaching Basic Meditation.

On the third day, the morning was for review and play, and the afternoon was for practice and instruction in the theoretical basics of Ninjutsu.

This process was repeated every day thereafter.

The children are too young. Even Jiangtai and Yami are only six years old. Taiichi will not force them to cultivate Chakra so early.

Now, he is simply laying a solid foundation for the children, just like a tree that can grow stronger in the future only by planting its roots deeper.

Such an education is something that only professionals and Taiichi could afford to do.

After all, compared to studying Ninjutsu or training in swordsmanship, teaching children requires almost no mental effort. He can easily create another Shadow Clone without affecting his own daily life.

Mount Asama, a volcanic lava lake.

A flame, turning platinum, is flickering here.

Calling it a flame is no longer accurate; it merely retains the shape of a flame, yet it is now as tall as a person.

That's not all; the flames expand and contract rhythmically, just like human breathing.

If someone knowledgeable in Senjutsu were here, they would surely see that with each contraction of the flame, a large amount of Natural Energy was being absorbed into it.

With the next expansion, the flames shifted further towards a platinum-gold hue.

This represents higher temperatures and a more solidified flame.

At a certain moment, as if breaking through some kind of limit, the bright white flames suddenly contracted violently, shrinking to half their original height of one person, and then suddenly exploded.

With a loud "boom".

The lava lake was blasted into a huge crater.

The powerful shockwave disrupted the internal stability of the lava lake, causing the previously calm Yamaguchi to churn violently.

A white-gold ball of light, trailing a long tail of flame, shot into the Yamaguchi, only to vanish completely as it approached its highest point.

Then, the long-dormant volcano suddenly erupted like a sneeze, spewing out large amounts of lava and releasing the pressure that had been building up inside the earth.

The eruption lasted for a full hour before the volcano's interior regained balance and returned to its original stability.

Meanwhile, our Taiichi has already appeared on the East Coast, by the sea.

After nearly a month of training in the volcano, his Fire Nature Transformation finally reached level 14 today.

He closed his eyes, carefully savoring the feeling of this moment, that sensation as if he were the flame itself, which was so captivating.

The threshold of Lv14 Super Kage and the peak of Lv13 Kage Level are only one level apart, but only those who are in the middle can truly feel the difference.

It's not that a single attribute is weak; it's just that no one has ever trained a single attribute to a sufficiently high level.

Having Kage -Kage Level strength doesn't necessarily mean that attribute changes will also reach Kage Levels. Often, physical condition makes it easier to improve one's strength level.

Madara Uchiha relied on the Mangekyo Dōjutsu, while Senju Hashirama relied on the Sage Body and Wood Style.

Not to mention that they both possess Chakra essences that are almost at the Six Paths Level, like Indra and Asura.

This significantly raised the ceiling of their abilities.

With a wave of his hand, a ball of platinum Fireball flew out from Taiichi's hand.

The intense heat distorted the surrounding air, making the flame appear so elusive in the visual field.

The Fireball was more than a meter above the sea surface, yet even so, as the flames flew along, the seawater still emitted Dense Mist along the way.

When the Fireball crashed into the sea, it did not extinguish like ordinary flames upon entering the water.

The intense heat created a high-temperature aura around the Fireball, preventing the seawater from getting closer.

Outside this aura, the seawater seemed to explode, splashing and spraying everywhere.

Until the Chakra supporting the flames was completely exhausted, the Fireball unleashed its final brilliance.

With a deafening roar, a shockwave, equivalent to the simultaneous explosion of several Explosive Tag, created a giant wave several meters high.

The effects of that Fireball had finally ended.

This was just a Fireball casually thrown out, at most equivalent to a Phoenix Sage Fire. What if it were a Great Fireball? Fire Dragon Flame Bullet? Or Majestic Destroyer Flame?

I believe that its power is definitely not something that an ordinary Jonin could withstand by simply using a large number of ordinary Water Style.

Taiichi has achieved his training goal at Mount Asama, although it was a little later than expected, he is still very satisfied.

His next target had already been planned: the isolated island nation of the Land of Water.

Of the Five Great Nations of the Ninja World, only the Land of Water remains unvisited.

While Taiichi was still cultivating in the Yamaguchi, the Kirigakure was filled with joy.

The losses they suffered at Konoha were now being redeemed by Sunagakure.

For strategic reasons, Sunagakure mobilized the entire village to completely sever ties with Konoha. Although they ultimately achieved their strategic objective—forcing Konoha to sign a peace treaty.

However, this move also gave the Mist Village ample time to act.

The long Coastline, extending for 100 kilometers, has become a target for the Mist Village's raids.

With its forces depleted, Sunagakure could only keep Mist Village within this area, preventing them from further damaging the Land of Wind.

Even so, Mist Village still made a fortune.

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The enormous war spoils further solidified Mist Village's resolve to continue its campaign against Sunagakure, but this completely went against the wishes of a certain dying man.

The Third Mizukage was riding high during this period, having successfully led the operation against Sunagakure, and naturally no one mentioned his previous minor setbacks against Konoha.

Unfortunately, of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist whom he had painstakingly trained, only Samehada, the user of Suikazan Fuguki, and Hiramekarei, the user of Mangetsu Hozuki, are still alive.

The thought of this pained him deeply; they were all his most trusted confidants, powerful weapons used to keep the Ninja Clan in check.

Fortunately, the three major Ninja Clan also suffered heavy casualties, so in all things considered, their side wasn't at a huge loss.

He held the scroll awaiting approval in his hand, but in his mind he was analyzing the current situation in the village.

Overall, thanks to his victory in the battle against Sunagakure, he now completely suppresses the Three Great Clans.

A distinct smile curved his lips; the Third Mizukage was in an exceptionally good mood.

"What's making you so happy? Tell me so I can be happy too."

A sudden sound rang out in the room, startling the Third Mizukage.

With a soft "hiss," the scroll in his hand was torn in two.

The Third Mizukage dropped the scroll in his hand, his initial surprise quickly subsiding as his gaze settled on the corner of the office wall to his left.

There, a figure was slowly emerging, as if squeezed out of the surrounding air; this was a remarkably skillful technique of invisibility.

The Third Mizukage remained remarkably calm. Although it seemed certain that the Anbu protecting him had perished, this was Mist Village.

As long as you make a little noise, reinforcements will arrive within a few breaths, while for the enemy to eliminate you within a few breaths is simply wishful thinking.

"Who exactly are you? It's rather impolite of you to barge into my office like this!"

The Third Mizukage asked the questions directly, knowing there wouldn't be time to ask them later when the fight started.

"Who I am, you'll know once you see for yourself."

A soft laugh rang out, and the figure finally revealed itself completely.

All that could be seen was a dark red armor draped over his body, his signature tousled black hair, and his disdainful gaze that shone with a scarlet light.

It instantly pulled the Third Mizukage's memories back to his youth, to that terrifying era dominated by the Asura of the Ninja World.

"Uchiha Madara!"

The words were squeezed out one by one from the Third Mizukage's mouth, and the immense shock caused even the mighty Mizukage to lose his composure.

In that instant, Madara, who had appeared, glared, and a massive amount of ocular power blasted into the Mizukage's brain through their locked eyes.

With overwhelming force and without any effective resistance, the Third Mizukage's mind was controlled by the Genjutsu, leaving him completely dazed.

"Lord Madara is indeed as sharp as ever; you took down the village's Kage in a single move."

Black Zetsu's voice rang out from Madara's left hand; it turned out he had been attached to Madara's left hand all along.

"What kind of Kage is this? He's nowhere near as good as the First Hokage ones."

Madara's disdainful voice rang out as he casually picked up the scroll that had just been torn open by the Mizukage. It was the latest battle report from the front lines, showing that the Sunagakure's counterattack was fierce and that casualties at the front lines were increasing.