In the dead of night, Senju Chen did not rest, but came to the Senju Clan's "secret" library alone. I remember that it was Sister Tsunade who led him the first time he came.
Everything here belongs to him now.
He walked through the rows of tall bookshelves, and finally found a scroll that was sealed layer by layer in a corner. The scroll was made of special fireproof and waterproof material, with three large characters written on it - [Flying Thunder God].
The ultimate Space-Time Ninjutsu developed by Second Hokage Tobirama Senju.
He took a deep breath, calmed down his excitement, and took the scroll back to his room.
The principle of Flying Thunder God Technique is far more complicated than imagined. It is not a simple teleportation, but a Ninjutsu that spatially replaces itself with a specific "spell coordinate". The caster needs to leave the spell at the target location in advance before it can be activated.
This was not too difficult for Senju Chen, who has a huge Chakra and extraordinary mental power. He has a photographic memory and an understanding far beyond ordinary people. It only took him a week to thoroughly understand all the theories on the scroll, and successfully carved his own Flying Thunder God Formula on the Kunai used for training.
Next, is practice.
He stood at one end of the training ground and threw the Kunai with the magic formula engraved on it to the other end of the training ground. The Kunai, with a sound of breaking through the air, was firmly nailed to the target a hundred meters away.
Senju Chen took a deep breath, mobilized Chakra in the body, and started Hand Seals according to the method recorded on the scroll.
The moment the Indian style was completed, he launched Ninjutsu!
Buzz--!
An indescribable feeling instantly enveloped the whole body. The world in front of him seemed to be torn apart and distorted in one moment, and then reorganized in the next moment!
No process, no delays.
One second, he was still at this end of the training ground. The next second, he had appeared in front of the target a hundred meters away.
Success!
However, before joy could flood into his heart, a violent spinning sensation suddenly hit his brain!
"Ugh..."
Senju Chen His legs weakened and he fell to his knees directly. His stomach was churning and stars were flashing in front of his eyes. The whole world was shaking, as if he was in a small boat in the stormy sea. He felt that there was a serious disconnect between his soul and body, and his brain was completely unable to process this sudden space change.
How could this happen?
Senju Chen resisted nausea and stood up holding the target. He had obviously successfully activated Ninjutsu, why did his body react so violently?
He didn't believe in evil, so he rested for a while and tried again.
This time, he threw Kunai only ten meters away from him.
"Flying Thunder God Technique!"
Buzz!
It was that feeling of being forcibly pulled by space again. The next second, he appeared ten meters away. What followed was the same severe dizziness and nausea. Although it was better than the first time, in this state, let alone fighting, it was difficult to even stand firm.
"Damn..."
He tried to turn on his Sharingan, hoping that the powerful insight would help him adapt to this change.
He threw Kunai into the air, and while Kunai was falling, he activated Flying Thunder God.
This time, in Sharingan's field of vision, he saw it.
At the moment when the technique was activated, subtle wrinkles appeared in the space around him that could not be detected by the naked eye. Then, his whole body seemed to be "picked" out of the original space by an invisible big hand, and then "pressed" on the spatial coordinates of Kunai.
The whole process is so fast that even the dynamic vision of Sharingan can hardly be captured!
When he appeared in mid-air, the information his brain received was still the image of himself on the ground. But his body was already in mid-air. This serious misalignment between vision, perception and the actual position of his body caused him to lose his balance instantly and fall to the ground in a panic.
Senju Chen was lying on the ground, breathing heavily, his brain buzzing.
He finally understood.
Flying Thunder God Technique itself may not be difficult to learn. What is difficult is how to control it!
My own body, my own nerve reaction speed, my own brain's ability to process information, are completely unable to keep up with this teleportation speed!
It was like an ordinary person who was suddenly stuffed into a supersonic fighter jet and directly performed various difficult maneuvers without any training. There was only one result, and that was to faint on the spot due to the huge overload and spatial dislocation.
Now, he is the ordinary person stuffed into a fighter jet.
He thought of Minato Namikaze. The man known as "Yellow Flash" used Flying Thunder God Technique to perfection on the battlefield, like a ghost, killing people invisible. How did he do it?
Could it be... can we really just rely on the system?
Minato Namikaze, in addition to Flying Thunder God, also has Body Flicker Technique that surpasses Shinobi World and extraordinary nerve reaction speed. His body and brain have long been accustomed to high-speed movement and fighting. His reaction is even faster than thinking.
For him, Flying Thunder God is not a "Ninjutsu" that needs to be activated deliberately, but a "way of movement" that is as natural as breathing.
But I am still at the stage of "using Ninjutsu".
Strength... nerves... reactions...
Senju Chen clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from the exertion. He found the threshold and the gap between himself and the truly strong.
This hurdle must be overcome!
He looked at the Kunai lying quietly on the ground. The impatience in his eyes was gone, replaced by an almost paranoid calmness and determination.
If it doesn't work once, then ten times, a hundred times, a thousand times!
He has to use the most clumsy and cruel method to force his body to remember and adapt to this feeling of tearing apart space!
Under the night, in the training ground, that thin figure disappeared again and again, and appeared awkwardly in another place again and again, falling down, and then getting up, and the cycle started again and again.
That is not only the practice of Ninjutsu, but also a cruel war between will and body instinct.
In two years, many things can happen in the world of ninjas. It can be the brewing of a war, or the rise of a genius. For Senju Chen, this year has been a year of dust and tear, but also a rebirth.
The border of Land of Wind is filled with yellow sand. Two short figures shuttled between the rugged rocks like ghosts. Behind them were three Sunagakure ninjas who were chasing after them.
"Shisui, thirty degrees to the left, behind that rock, there is another one!" Senju Chen's voice clearly reached the ears of his teammates. His figure did not pause at all, as if there were eyes behind his back.
"Roger!" Shisui Uchiha's response was short and powerful. He turned around suddenly, and the short knife in his hand drew a sharp arc in the air, accurately blocking a Kunai shot from a blind angle. There was a crisp sound and sparks flew everywhere.
Almost at the same time, Senju Chen pressed Hand Seals's hands on the ground violently.
"Wood Release·Wood Locking Wall!"
A thick wooden wall rose from the ground, blocking the pursuit route of the three Sunagakure ninjas. Taking advantage of the moment when the opponent's vision was blocked, Shisui had already pounced on the enemy hidden behind the rock like a cheetah.
There was no scream, just a short muffled grunt.
After passing through the wooden wall, what the three Sunagakure ninjas saw was that their companions had fallen to the ground quietly, and the two Konoha imps had already disappeared at the end of the wind and sand.
"Retreat!" Sunagakure Chunin, the leader, gritted his teeth and reluctantly gave up the pursuit.
Behind a huge rock in the distance, Senju Chen and Shisui leaned against the rock wall, calming their rapid breathing.
"Chen, your perception is getting more and more terrifying." Shisui wiped the sweat from his face. The pair of Sharingan that had evolved to Three-Tomoe were shining with sincere admiration at the moment. "I didn't even notice that guy through such a thick rock formation."
"It was the 'listening to the wind' technique that Grandpa Kosuke taught you. You just haven't mastered it yet." Senju Chen smiled and passed the credit to their "old" teammates.
During this year, their team traveled to almost all areas around Land of Fire. Under the leadership of Orochimaru, they carried out B-Rank Mission that went deep behind enemy lines to spy on intelligence, and also handled A-level tasks such as mediating disputes between small countries and assassinating rebel ninjas. Orochimaru was like a ghost most of the time, only appearing at critical moments. The rest of the time, the three of them were allowed to move freely.
And Maruboshi Kosuke, this experienced old ninja, imparted his life-long survival wisdom and combat skills without reservation. From how to judge the enemy's position through the sound of wind, smell, and even the flow of sand and dust, to how to use the simplest tools to make traps and water sources in desperate situations. These experiences engraved in the bones are precious wealth that cannot be recorded in any Ninjutsu scroll.
Senju Chen and Shisui Uchiha are like two greedy sponges, absorbing everything crazily. Shisui's talent has been fully demonstrated in actual combat. His Body Flicker Technique and sword skills have become more and more powerful. Sharingan has also successfully evolved into Three-Tomoe.
The growth of Senju Chen makes Maruboshi Kosuke even more frightened. This child seems to be born for fighting. He can always use the calmest mind to find the only breaking point in the most chaotic battle situations. His fighting style is eclectic, sometimes facing the enemy head-on with exquisite swordsmanship, and sometimes using endless Wood Release Ninjutsu plays with his opponent and is not as calm as a seven-year-old child.
Under the setting sun, the figure of the three-man team was stretched very long. Maruboshi Kosuke looked at the two teenagers beside him who were already taller than his shoulders, with a smile of relief in his cloudy eyes.