Konoha.
Training Ground 3.
Boom!
A pillar of water shot into the sky and slammed into a wooden target in the distance.
The Wooden Stake swayed violently, letting out an overloaded creak.
Ito wiped away the bead-sized drops of sweat on his forehead, gasping for breath.
He was a civilian chunin.
His talent was mediocre, his Chakra reserves average, and he did not even have a proper instructor.
For the past decade or so,
he had only known the basic Three Body Technique and one C-Rank Earth Style technique.
He had learned that Earth Style technique only because he had risked his life to save a squad captain on the battlefield, and the man had secretly taught it to him afterward.
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Dream on.
The clan ninjas controlled all the village's resources.
Ordinary Civilian Ninjas did not even get the chance to look at a Scroll.
Even if they had saved up enough payment, they had no way to find someone who could teach them.
But things were different now.
The Fifth Hokage had actually made every C-Rank ninjutsu in the village public!
As long as they passed the Ninja Academy's basic assessment or held the rank of genin or above, they could copy them for free at the Ninjutsu Repository!
"Ito-senpai."
"Your Chakra is almost gone. Take a break!"
A young genin beside him shouted.
The young genin rapidly formed hand seals and suddenly spat out a massive mouthful of flames.
Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique!
The scorching flames instantly swallowed another Wooden Stake.
"Cut the crap!"
"The Hokage gave us a chance to change our fate."
"If we cannot even master a C-Rank ninjutsu,"
"then when we go to war, we will still be nothing but cannon fodder!"
"..."
Ito gritted his teeth and