Several dozen minutes later.
On a street in Konoha.
"I have a little donkey that I never ride..."
With a stalk of foxtail grass dangling from his mouth, Mu Feng ambled along.
Since he had already crossed over into the world of Naruto and awakened his system, the pressure had eased somewhat. Naturally, Mu Feng wanted to take a good look around Konoha.
As he wandered, Mu Feng gradually began absorbing the original owner's memories.
He was indeed a member of the Uchiha Clan.
But unlike most of the others, he was an orphan of the Uchiha Clan.
In that respect, he was somewhat similar to Obito.
Not long after Mu Feng was born, his parents had taken part in a battle and both lost their lives.
Still, as a member of the Uchiha Clan, Mu Feng had never needed to worry about his livelihood. He had grown up with financial support from other clan members.
But just as Mu Feng had suspected, his talent was decidedly average.
At the Ninja Academy, he had been among the poor students, only a tiny bit better than Obito.
Had Mu Feng not crossed over, even if the original owner survived the Third Shinobi World War, he would have died beneath Itachi's blade on the night of the massacre.
"I don't even know how I ended up here! And the original owner's consciousness has completely faded away now!"
"But don't worry!"
"Your body is definitely in much better hands with me than it was with you!"
"I'm going to be a lot stronger than you!"
"At the very least, I won't let the clan massacre happen!"
Lost in thought, Mu Feng began muttering to himself.
Once he finished speaking, Mu Feng's mind suddenly cleared again, as though something had left his body for good.
Shaking his head, Mu Feng resumed his wandering.
At the same time, he began considering how he would develop from here.
"My current strength probably just barely qualifies me as a Genin!"
"Genin, Chunin, Special Jōnin, Jonin, Kage... and above Kage, there are Six Paths-level monsters like Naruto and Madara!"
"I still need to keep working hard!"
"At the very least, I need to reach Special Jōnin or Jonin before heading to the battlefield! And learn some ninjutsu to keep myself alive! Otherwise, the battlefield will still be pretty dangerous!"
Even with a system, Mu Feng did not expect it to solve every problem.
Especially when Mu Feng thought of those three monsters—Madara, Hashirama, and Kaguya—the pressure felt immense.
As he thought, Mu Feng wandered aimlessly. Spotting a small stone at his feet, he began kicking it along as he walked.
A short while later.
Mu Feng had strayed away from Konoha's main built-up area and reached a clearing on the outskirts.
Just then.
Thud, thud, thud-
The dull sound of blows striking wooden posts reached Mu Feng's ears.
He looked up and saw a boy wearing a green bodysuit, with a bowl cut and thick eyebrows, appear in Mu Feng's field of vision.
Beside the young boy stood a slightly scruffy middle-aged man dressed the same way.
The two were hard at work in the clearing, kicking and striking wooden posts.
The boy was counting aloud as he trained.
"269!"
"270!"
"271!"
With each number, the boy struck the wooden post with all his strength.
Mu Feng stopped in his tracks.
"Might Guy and his dad, Might Duy!" Mu Feng recognized the father and son before him.
It was hard not to. Guy's outfit was truly one of a kind in Naruto.
And as a major character in the original story, he was someone Mu Feng knew all too well.
Guy and Might Duy did not seem to have noticed Mu Feng. Guy continued working hard on his Taijutsu.
With his train of thought interrupted, Mu Feng simply stayed where he was and watched the pair.
"345... 367...!"
"408... 478... 500!"
"All right! Well done, Guy!"
"Take a break! Next, your dad has an extremely important ninjutsu to teach you!"
After a while, Guy stopped striking the post, and Might Duy spoke up beside him.
But the moment those words left his mouth.
Mu Feng, standing at the edge of the training ground, pricked up his ears as a bold suspicion sprang to mind.
Almost without realizing it, Mu Feng edged closer to them, and Might Duy's voice grew clearer.
"Listen carefully, Guy. This Taijutsu took your dad twenty years to master!"
"And now, I'm going to pass it on to you!"
"This Taijutsu is incredibly powerful, but it also puts tremendous strain on a shinobi's body. Don't use it lightly unless you have absolutely no other choice!"
On the training ground, Guy immediately grew excited at his father's instructions.
"Father, please teach me!"
Off to the side, Mu Feng sucked in a sharp breath.
Now he was certain that his earlier guess had been right.
"This..."
"Is Might Duy really about to teach him that Taijutsu... the Eight Gates Released Formation?" Once again, Mu Feng unconsciously edged closer.
The Eight Gates Released Formation!
This was one of the most outrageously powerful Taijutsu techniques in Naruto!
In the original story, with all eight gates open, Guy had nearly kicked the entire series straight to its finale with a single Night Guy.
When Mu Feng watched that scene, his blood had boiled with excitement, his inner teenage fantasies blazing almost beyond endurance. He had longed to possess such a powerful physique and such formidable Taijutsu!
After all, that was true hot-blooded manliness!
And now, he was actually witnessing Might Duy teach Guy the Eight Gates Released Formation in person.
Mu Feng was thrilled.
But just as Mu Feng tried to keep eavesdropping-
"Who's there?"
Suddenly, Might Duy turned to look over from the training ground, and the two spotted Mu Feng.
Startled by Might Duy's voice, Mu Feng immediately looked embarrassed.
After all, eavesdropping on other people's conversations was hardly a good thing!
But now that he had been discovered, Mu Feng had no choice but to step out.
"Hey, Guy! Hello!"
Wearing a friendly smile, Mu Feng greeted Guy.
Across from him, Guy raised his eyebrows and widened his eyes when he saw Mu Feng emerge.
"Oh, it's you, Mu Feng!"
"Father, he's my classmate, Mu Feng Uchiha!"
As Guy spoke, his wariness faded.
"Oh, so you're Guy's classmate! And a member of the Uchiha Clan!" Might Duy nodded. "Hello, Mu Feng! I'm Guy's dad! I'm teaching Guy Taijutsu!"
After speaking, Might Duy even struck what he clearly considered a very cool pose.
Mu Feng gave an awkward smile.
But seeing the two lower their guard, he also breathed a sigh of relief.
A moment later, Mu Feng directly made his request.
"I spotted Guy just now!"
"Uncle Duy, can I join your training?"
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