Kick My Butt and Slap Your Face

At this moment, Ito Hirofumi had already arrived inside the Summoning Space.

Uchiha Madara was lying on a rocking chair, leisurely gnawing on a pig's trotter he held in his hand.

Although life inside the Summoning Space was very laid back, for Uchiha Madara, it was truly boring. Aside from himself, there wasn't a single living soul, and he had nothing to do but gnaw on pig's trotters...

"You wretched brat, you're here again?!"

Uchiha Madara cast a glance at Ito Hirofumi while continuing to gnaw on his pig's trotter.

And it was that very glance that made Uchiha Madara freeze in his tracks!

How has this brat's chakra increased so much??

It's only been a single day, yet his chakra has grown by a significant margin!

Judging by his chakra alone, this wretched brat is now fully equivalent to a qualified genin, isn't he?!

Could it be that this brat is actually a genius?!

"Hey? Madara, did you finish all those pig's trotters by yourself?! You're quite the glutton, aren't you? That was a whole kitchen's worth of pig's trotters!!! And also, what was that blank scroll you asked me to get for you for?"

Hearing Ito Hirofumi's inquiry, Uchiha Madara's old face flushed red. Of course, he hadn't finished all those pig's trotters; he had already turned that blank scroll into a Sealing Scroll specifically to store them.

However, he certainly wouldn't tell this wretched brat that, otherwise, the kid would surely start going on again about how he was the man who was the God of Shinobi...

"None of your business!!! Brat, what exactly do you want from this old man? If there's nothing, don't disturb my rest!"

"This is my territory, can't I come here?!"

As he spoke, Ito Hirofumi also lay down on a rocking chair...

Seeing this, Uchiha Madara just scoffed and didn't say anything more.

"Madara... I suppose I count as half your disciple now, right?"

"What are you trying to say, brat?"

Uchiha Madara did not refute Ito Hirofumi's words. In Uchiha Madara's view, it was a rare thing for this brat to share the same mindset as him!

Moreover, this brat brought him a very peculiar feeling...

Plus, the brat's talent seemed to be quite decent as well.

Besides, he only claimed to be half a disciple, not a true one, and he had indeed been instructing the boy, so there was no issue with that.

Seeing that Uchiha Madara did not refute him, the corners of Ito Hirofumi's mouth curled up slightly...

"Our class is organizing a ninja combat training session this afternoon."

"What does that have to do with this old man?" Uchiha Madara said nonchalantly while rocking his chair.

SLAP!!!!

Ito Hirofumi slammed his hand against the armrest of the chair and shouted loudly!

"Of course it has to do with you!!"

Immediately after, Ito Hirofumi looked at Uchiha Madara with burning eyes.

"Madara, just think about it! You've admitted that I count as half your disciple, which means I represent your face—the face of the Asura of the Ninja World!!! Tell me, if I lose in the upcoming ninja combat, or if I get beaten up, is that my face being lost?! No, no! That's your face being lost!!! Your disciple, the disciple of the dignified Asura of the Ninja World, can't even beat a bunch of brats! Can you stand for that?! I certainly can't!!! If I get my butt kicked during training, it'll be even more shameful!!! After all, that's not just kicking my butt, is it?! That's clearly slapping your face!!! Don't you think so?!"

Uchiha Madara's brain didn't quite process the logic for a moment. He felt that what this wretched brat said made some sense, but something felt wrong!

What did "kicking his butt is equivalent to slapping my face" even mean?!

Doesn't that make my face his butt?!

"Brat, what do you mean by 'kicking your butt is equivalent to slapping this old man's face'?!"

"Don't worry about the details, Madara. What I'm saying is, if I lose, isn't that a disgrace to you??!"

"Hmm... what you say does seem to have some logic to it..."

"So! Teach me a couple of moves!!!"

Hearing this, Uchiha Madara finally realized what was going on. This wretched brat had been talking for so long just to get this old man to teach him how to train!

He had gone through so much trouble just to reveal his true purpose.

However, Uchiha Madara felt that Ito Hirofumi's point was valid. If the brat he was guiding couldn't beat a bunch of students from the Ninja Academy, then he would truly be disgraced!

Besides, there's a good chance that blockhead Senju Hashirama will mock me about this every single day in the future!

Furthermore, this brat's talent actually seems quite decent; his chakra has increased by a significant margin in just one day. He should be a talent worth molding!

"Hmph... brat, since you've put it that way, I'll teach you a few tricks today! Since your chakra is already sufficient, I'll teach you a few ninjutsu!"

Hearing this, Ito Hirofumi was stunned. He hadn't expected Uchiha Madara to start teaching him ninjutsu training so soon!

What an unexpected pleasant surprise!!!

Although his family wasn't lacking in ordinary ninjutsu, his father and grandfather forbade him from practicing them. After all, he hadn't even graduated from the Ninja Academy yet, and learning ninjutsu was simply too dangerous.

But the next moment, Ito Hirofumi hesitated...

"I certainly do want to practice ninjutsu, but I don't even know what my chakra nature is yet... Do I need to go test my chakra first?"

Hearing this, Uchiha Madara let out a disdainful snort.

"Tch, boring little tricks. I sensed your chakra long ago. You possess all five innate chakra natures. I have to say, your luck is truly not bad, kid. Otherwise, you'd have to rely on acquired training for chakra nature transformation!"

Speaking of this, Uchiha Madara felt a bit sour inside; this detestable brat's talent was truly impressive!

Even he didn't possess all five innate chakra natures; to practice ninjutsu of other natures, he had to rely on acquired training for chakra nature transformation. While that allowed for the use of other ninjutsu, it was twice the effort for half the result.

It had to be said that this brat was already a cut above the rest...

"As expected of you, Madara!!! You can even sense that?!"

Ito Hirofumi knew that testing chakra nature required chakra induction paper, but it seemed that as long as one's strength was sufficient, sensing someone's chakra nature was a very simple matter.

"Hmph, brat! Don't waste time! Let's begin today's training!!!"

BANG!!!!!

Uchiha Madara, who had been lying on the rocking chair, vanished in an instant. He appeared right beside Ito Hirofumi and delivered a flying kick, sending Ito Hirofumi and his chair flying away!