On the training ground, there was only the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves and the slightly rapid breathing of the two teenagers.
Shisui Uchiha stood stiffly on the spot, his eyes fixed on the training suit on his right arm. The gash opened by Kunai was not deep, and the blood that seeped out quickly solidified, but it was like a brand, burning Shisui's nerves.
He lost.
After turning on Sharingan, which enhanced dynamic vision and insight to the extreme, a five-year-old child used the purest Taijutsu and strategy to break through the defense.
The shocking change of moves at the end, the killing move hidden behind the killing move, the twist in the air that went against common sense... everything was beyond his understanding of combat.
That is not a skill, but an instinct, a terrifying instinct honed from the mountains of corpses and seas of blood, just to win.
He slowly raised his head and looked at the figure half-kneeling on the ground in the distance, his chest rising and falling violently.
Senju Chen was supporting his body with a wooden knife, his bangs were wet with sweat and stuck to his forehead in strands. His small face looked a little pale due to the lack of strength. But those black eyes were as bright as quenched stars, filled with the joy of victory and unabashed show off.
That is the purest and most brilliant expression of a child after winning a game.
But Shisui can no longer associate him with the word "child".
"Brother Shisui..." Senju Chen's voice was intermittent, hoarse after exhaustion, "This time... I should be considered the winner, right?"
Shisui was silent for a moment.
He withdrew his gaze from his arm, and the blood in his eyes slowly faded, Three-Tomoe disappeared, and returned to those gentle and clear black eyes. But everyone could see that something in these eyes had changed forever.
The ease in his eyes, the calmness of his seniors, his appreciation for his juniors... at this moment, they all turned into pure dignity and respect.
"I lost."
Shisui's voice was very soft, but extremely clear. He faced Senju Chen, solemnly and slightly lowered his head that had been held high.
"Senju Chen, from the beginning, I underestimated you. I apologize to you for my previous contempt."
This is no longer the teaching of the elders to the younger generations, but the recognition of equality, one genius to another genius.
Senju Chen looked at this scene and smiled slightly in his heart.
He struggled to stand up from the ground, with an embarrassed smile on his face, scratched his head, and said in a coquettish tone, "Brother Shisui, don't be like this... I'm just lucky! And, you are really strong..."
This look instantly diluted the tense atmosphere just now.
Shisui looked at him and finally showed a wry smile.
"I will keep the matter of your skipping class a secret for you." Shisui stepped forward, his tone regained some gentleness, but the equality and respect never changed, "In the future, don't call me brother."
Senju Chen was stunned.
Shisui reached out and rubbed his sweat-soaked hair, his eyes serious as never before.
"We are companions and rivals. From now on, let's train here together."
Time is like a stream in the forest, flowing quietly for two months amidst the sounds of weapons clashing day after day.
Training Ground Three has almost become the exclusive territory of Senju Chen and Shisui Uchiha.
Shisui completely put away all contempt and regarded Senju Chen as an opponent of the same level as himself. He no longer gave so-called "guidance", but devoted everything he had to every sparring without reservation.
Body Flicker Technique's weird footwork, Uchiha Style Taijutsu's exquisite moves, and even the ultimate use of Sharingan's insight in battle.
And Senju Chen, like a sponge that can never be filled, crazily absorbs all the pressure Shisui brings to him and turns it into nourishment for his own growth.
Hatake Sakumo's knowledge of swordsmanship, deep in his soul, constantly collided, merged, and sublimated with Shisui Uchiha's fighting style. His sword became more ruthless and unpredictable.
The progress of both of them can be described as rapid.
Besides this, Senju Chen's own cultivation has never stopped.
Senju Chen sat cross-legged, holding the black solid rubber ball in the palm of his right hand.
His eyes were closed tightly, and all his mind was immersed in the square inches in his palms.
The Chakra in his body was no longer as violent as it was at first, but turned into hundreds of obedient trickles, which were accurately injected into the inside of the rubber ball under his will.
Then - spin!
Maintain!
Buzz--
There was a dull and high-frequency buzz, and the still rubber ball seemed to have come to life in an instant, spinning violently in his palm! The speed was getting faster and faster, so fast that it even left afterimages in the air!
However, the surface of the rubber ball is still as smooth as ever, with no signs of damage.
Done!
Senju Chen opened his eyes suddenly, a flash of light flashed in his eyes.
Rasengan, the second stage, the practice of power and maintenance, completed!
He slowly dispersed Chakra, and the violently rotating rubber ball also stopped and lay quietly in the palm of his hand, warm and calm.
Hard work paid off, and after several months of hard work, he finally completed the second phase of Rasengan training.
Next is the third phase of training.
The third stage: shape the invisible Chakra in the hand out of thin air without the assistance of any external container, and maintain the high-speed rotation that destroys the world!
He took a deep breath and put the rubber ball aside.
He stretched out his right hand and opened his palm, recalling the feeling of condensing Chuck in the water balloon and rubber ball.
"Come on!"
He shouted lowly, and Chakra surged out of his body and gathered in his palm.
In his perception, a blue energy began to appear. He worked hard to control this energy, trying to make it condense into a ball and start spinning like before.
However, there is a gap between ideal and reality.
The Chakra had just gathered, and before he could give the rotation command, it was like gravel between his fingers, instantly dissipating and disappearing without a trace.
"Come again!"
Senju Chen does not believe in evil, so he mobilized Chakra again.
This time, he first tried to spin Chakra. A small Chakra whirlwind formed in his palm, even causing a slight airflow.
There's drama!
He was overjoyed and immediately tried to compress and condense the whirlwind into a ball.
But the moment he exerted the will of "condensation", the rotation and balance that he had managed to maintain were instantly broken.
"Pfft!"
With a soft sound, the Chakra whirlwind in the palm collapsed, turning into dots of blue light and dissipating in the air.
failed.
Come again!
failed.
Come again! Come again! Come again!
The same scene continued throughout the afternoon.
Chakra gathered again and again, and collapsed again and again. Sometimes an unstable blue halo lit up in his palm, and sometimes a chaotic cyclone rolled up, but it just couldn't form that perfect, stable sphere.
Fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and his face became a little pale due to repeated consumption of Chakra.
"Tsk..."
Senju Chen stopped impatiently and shook his numb right hand.
He finally understood the difficulty of this step.
This is simply a paradox!
If you want to maintain the shape, you need a stable, inward-contracting "force"; if you want to produce high-speed rotation, you need a violent, outward-releasing "force".
These two completely opposite properties must act on an invisible mass of Chakra at the same time, and achieve a perfect balance. This is no longer a simple Chakra control, this requires the mental power of multitasking or even multitasking!
He remembered the solution of Naruto in the original work.
Shadow Clone.
One Shadow Clone is responsible for Shape Transformation, one Shadow Clone is responsible for Nature Transformation, and the main body is responsible for output.
That is a clever, unique way that belongs only to Naruto Uzumaki.
When I got home at night, Senju Chen closed her eyes and a Shadow Clone appeared in the room.
He asked Shadow Clone to hold his right hand and try to assist.
"I will be responsible for the rotation, and you will be responsible for the concentration!" Senju Chen of the main body gave the order to Shadow Clone.
"Okay!"
The two of them started to exert force at the same time.
However, the result was worse than when he was alone. Two different wills acted on the same Chakra. Instead of forming a joint force, they caused a more violent conflict.
"Bang!"
A chaotic Chakra exploded in his palm, shocking both him and Shadow Clone to take a step back.
"No..."
Senju Chen lifted Shadow Clone and rubbed his swollen temples.
The memories and fatigue brought back by Shadow Clone made him understand that this road would not work. The reason why Naruto was able to succeed was because of his BUG-worthy Chakra strength and coordination, which was almost an instinct.
That is the talent of the protagonist Naruto, and I cannot copy his method.
And Rasengan, the perfect Ninjutsu developed by Fourth Hokage, should not have a "flaw" that requires the assistance of others to activate. What he wants to master is the most original and pure Rasengan!
You might be able to succeed if you try it slowly over and over again, but that would take too long.
If he wants to quickly master the third stage now, he needs to understand the essence of Chakra, Shape Transformation and Nature Transformation from the root.
He needs more profound knowledge about Chakra theory.
And in the entire Konoha, or even the entire Shinobi World, in terms of the development of Ninjutsu and the research on the essence of Chakra, who can compare with that person?
In Senju Chen's mind, a pale face with a sinister smile slowly emerged, as well as a pair of golden vertical pupils like poisonous snakes.