"Head back."
The Land of Waves.
The Southeastern Sea.
Aboard a small boat, Yechen gazed at the setting sun on the horizon and gave the order.
The Konoha ninjas acknowledged it, then began steering the boat back to base.
As they neared the shore, he jumped straight off the boat. A closer look would have revealed a current of air beneath his feet, as though he were hovering just above the water.
This was none other than the Rasengan's cyclone property.
Indeed, after rigorous training, he could now release the Rasengan through both feet. However, he could only produce a faint cyclone force, partly because he had not mastered it for long.
Once he gained complete control over this power, flying through the air and accelerating with its thrust would both become possible.
Yechen turned toward a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old Uchiha ninja in the squad and said,
"Wildfire, take the squad back and turn in the mission. I'll be going ahead."
"Leaving it to me again?"
Uchiha Wildfire's tone carried a note of resignation.
Yechen smiled faintly at that and said nothing more, his figure already darting swiftly ahead.
Indeed, to anyone watching, Yechen was flying.
Two currents of air spun rapidly beneath his feet, propelling him over the water like engine propellers.
He could not do the same on land yet. He had not reached the level where he could propel himself by stirring the air alone.
The squad members were long accustomed to the sight. They had always known that Yechen was developing some sort of ninjutsu. Though envious, they also knew their own limits.
Watching Yechen leave, they could not help remarking,
"The captain's off to train again."
"Yeah. Patrols are exhausting enough, but the captain never skips his daily training. I really don't know how he