On the training ground, the Naruto army's cries of anguish rose and fell.
"Damn it! I was so close!"
The Chakra mass in one Naruto clone's hand had just condensed into a sphere when, with a puff, it vanished instantly like a punctured balloon.
The Naruto clone grabbed his hair in frustration.
"Why can't I keep it stable?! There's no way to maintain both rotation and power at the same point!"
"My hands are practically numb!"
This feeling was too torturous.
Under a tree, Jiraiya lowered the little book in his hands and looked at Naruto, who was still gritting his teeth and persevering.
The kid had kept at it for five days already.
An ordinary person would have given up long ago.
No wonder he was Minato's son... His perseverance was exactly the same.
Jiraiya's thoughts drifted away.
Just then, an utterly exhausted Naruto clone could no longer hold on. He collapsed onto the ground and let out a despairing wail.
"I can't do it! It's impossible!"
"How can one person handle both rotation and compression at the same time?!"
"Unless... unless one person specializes in rotation while another specializes in compression! That's the only way it could work!"
That complaint, meant purely as an outlet for his frustration, gave Naruto a sudden flash of inspiration.
"One person rotates it... one person compresses it to increase its power?"
Naruto murmured, repeating the words.
"That's right..."
"How... how did I not think of that?!"
Naruto suddenly slapped his thigh and sprang to his feet. The exhaustion on his face vanished, replaced by pure excitement.
"If I can't do it alone, don't I have Shadow Clones?!"
"Wouldn't two Shadow Clones do the trick?!"
Under the tree, Jiraiya was also momentarily stunned by Naruto's muttering.
Two Shadow Clones... assisting him?
This kid's