chsdbacks Chapter 4 Clearance with a Shuriken
Chapter 4 Clearance with a Shuriken
That level of skill cannot be achieved through mere hard work; it requires extraordinary eyesight, calculation ability, and exquisite control over power.
Ordinary ninjas who try to imitate often end up with a poor imitation.
The enhanced comprehension and superior body control brought about by the soul completion allowed Genma to have an unprecedentedly clear perception of every tremor of his muscles and the most subtle guidance of his chakra.
He wanted to know where his limits were.
"Give it a try!"
Genma did not rashly pursue the collision and refraction of multiple shuriken, as that would be too complicated.
He chose the most basic, yet most demanding, arc throw.
He wasn't aiming at the bullseye directly in front of him, but rather at the thick trunk of a large tree to the side.
Stand still, concentrate, and swing your arm out with a force that differs from a straight throw.
"call out!"
The shuriken drew a slightly awkward arc in the air, but the end of the arc deviated far from the target tree trunk and stuck crookedly into the open ground next to it.
"The point of force is incorrect, and the timing and angle of wrist rotation are also problematic."
Genma was not discouraged at all; on the contrary, his eyes shone brightly.
The failure itself provided incredibly clear feedback.
He closed his eyes and repeatedly simulated the movements in his mind, adjusting the trajectory of his arm swing and the moment his wrist trembled.
Try again.
"call out!"
This time, the shuriken's arc was noticeably smoother, but it still failed to hit the target, instead grazing the tree bark as it flew past.
"The arc is there, but the direction and landing point are poorly controlled. It needs to be guided by twisting the waist and abdomen..."
Genma was completely immersed in cracking these difficult techniques. Each failure deepened his understanding of power generation techniques.
His enhanced understanding was now like a highly efficient analytical instrument, constantly dissecting and reconstructing every detail of the throw.
He stopped throwing blindly and instead threw a few balls, then stopped to carefully savor the feel of the ball, tracing its trajectory in the air with his fingers and adjusting his strategy for the next attempt.
As the sun gradually set, the light in the forest became dim.
But Genma's eyes grew brighter and brighter.
"Whoosh—Snatch!"
Another shuriken flew out, this time tracing a graceful and precise semi-circular arc in the air, bypassing a dense thicket of bushes, and then embedding itself firmly in the side of the large tree that had been previously aimed at.
It worked!
Although it was just a simple arc throw, far from the complex collision techniques of the Uchiha clan, it was undoubtedly a huge breakthrough from zero to one.
This means that he has found a way in, proving that he is capable of walking this path, which seems to be monopolized by bloodline limits, with his own "talent".
Genma walked up to the big tree, looked at the shuriken deeply embedded in the trunk, and a happy smile appeared on his face.
He reached out and forcefully pulled the sword from his hand.
"Your shuriken handling is indeed exquisite, but I'm afraid it won't be a challenge for me!"
He looked up at the sky; night was about to fall. He didn't continue practicing more complex techniques. He understood the principle of not trying to do too much at once. Solidifying the foundation of this arc throw was the most important thing at the moment.
After tidying up his ninja tools, Genma turned around and walked steadily toward home.
……
The days flowed by as calmly and swiftly as a stream.
During the day, Genma diligently plays the role of a talented and hardworking student at the ninja academy.
He listened attentively and asked questions actively. His steady progress in taijutsu and ninja tool throwing classes was neither astonishing nor surprising, but it was enough to make Mr. Funano Daikoku nod frequently and impress his classmates.
However, the real transformation occurred in the deserted grove after school, in Genma's own "secret training."
The art of shurikenjutsu, a high-level skill that originally existed only in his imagination and in the actual combat of the Uchiha clan, became his goal to challenge himself.
Once he mastered the initial arc throw, he didn't stop at all.
In the days that followed, he relentlessly pushed his comprehension and physical control to their limits.
He began experimenting with throwing out shuriken that could trace strange arcs while running, jumping, or even with his back to the target.
The angles became increasingly tricky, and the curves increasingly complex, from simple semicircles to almost spiraling S-shapes. In just one week, he was able to maneuver his shuriken around obstacles and accurately hit the preset target from any angle.
The large trees at the edge of the grove were the first to suffer, their trunks covered with a mix of old and new scratches, as if they had been relentlessly attacked by a swarm of angry bees for months.
Xuanjian was not an ungrateful person. During breaks in his cultivation, he would select a few trees that had made outstanding "contributions" and "nourish" them a little with his virgin urine as a kind of alternative way of giving back.
Simple single arc throws were no longer enough for him, so Genma began a more difficult challenge—simultaneous arc-shaped shots with multiple shuriken.
This requires multitasking, simultaneously controlling multiple shuriken with both hands and even between the fingers, and giving each one a different initial velocity and spin at the moment of throwing, so that they fly along their own different trajectories and ultimately hit the scattered targets at the same time.
Failure is commonplace. It's not uncommon for shuriken to collide in mid-air, veer off course, or even crash to the ground.
But Genma's will had already been forged into an unyielding rock by countless failures.
He tirelessly repeated, adjusted, and calculated.
The enhanced comprehension brought by the soul restoration allowed him to quickly summarize his failures, while his increasingly stronger physique and chakra control ensured that he could maintain the precision of his movements even under high-intensity repetitive practice.
Three months passed quietly, autumn deepened, and the leaves in the forest began to turn yellow and fall.
At dusk that day, Genma stood in a clearing in the woods, his gaze as sharp as an eagle's.
On each of the eight large trees in front of him, at different angles and distances, a cross mark was clearly carved as the bullseye.
He took a deep breath, his fingers already holding eight black shuriken.
With a whirlwind-like movement, his arms created afterimages as the eight shuriken were launched not simultaneously, but at extremely subtle intervals, accompanied by his body rotation and exquisite wrist tremors.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!"
The sound of air being cut was continuous as these shuriken drew dazzling trajectories in the air. Some rushed straight ahead, some circled in large arcs, and two even collided precisely in flight, making a crisp "ding" sound, with sparks flying, before refracting out at even more bizarre angles.
"Stop, stop, stop...!"
A series of rapid, almost simultaneous muffled thuds rang out.
On the trunks of the eight trees that served as targets, a shuriken was deeply embedded in the center of each bullseye. Even the two shuriken that collided and deflected each other hit their respective targets without any mishap.
Success! A complete shuriken technique incorporating collision and refraction.
Genma slowly withdrew from his stance, his chest rising and falling slightly, and fine beads of sweat appearing on his forehead, but his black eyes shone with an astonishing brightness.
Three months of arduous training and countless failures have finally yielded fruitful results.
Even among the Uchiha clan, renowned for their shurikenjutsu, no one at his age could achieve such exquisite skill.
He walked up to a big tree, stroked the shuriken deeply embedded in the trunk, which remained motionless, and felt the cold touch and the real sense of accomplishment.
This is not just about mastering a skill, but also about his profound exploration and affirmation of his own potential.
"The Uchiha style of shurikenjutsu is nothing special."
Genma muttered to himself, a confident smile curving his lips.