Night.
Inside the room.
Seimei once again finished refining chakra, his opened eyes filled with exhaustion.
Despite this, he forced himself to cheer up and used the newly recovered chakra to perform one of the three basic techniques, the Clone Technique.
Unlike before, his movements were now noticeably more proficient, and he could complete the hand seals within five seconds.
This was the school's assessment standard.
But it didn't mean he had mastered the technique.
If it were just about hand seals, he could easily meet the requirement.
But that was useless.
The most crucial part of performing ninjutsu wasn't the hand seals but the simultaneous gathering and transformation of chakra during the process.
The hand seals themselves were just aids in guiding this transformation.
If proficient enough, a ninja could completely simplify this process, achieving the effect of reducing the number of hand seals or even performing one-handed seals.
Of course, these were currently irrelevant to Seimei.
He hadn't even mastered the Clone Technique yet.
Don't try to run before you can walk.
Poof~
A cloud of chakra smoke dispersed, and a distorted figure appeared beside him, bearing some resemblance to Seimei.
Seimei glanced at it expressionlessly and then dispelled the clone.
After closing his eyes and pondering for a moment, Seimei gathered chakra again and began forming hand seals.
Five seconds later, another cloud of chakra smoke dispersed, and a shadowy figure resembling Seimei appeared once more, still distorted.
Seimei continued performing the Clone Technique five times in a row, stopping only when he had exhausted all his chakra.
Taking a deep breath, Seimei summoned the panel.
[Name: Uchiha Seimei
Age: 10 years old
Physique: 5
Spirit: 7
Chakra: 11 (131)
Bloodline: Sharingan - Unawakened (51/100)
Skills: Chakra Refinement Technique: lv0 (8/100)
Clone Technique: lv0 (46/100)
Basic Taijutsu: lv0 (35/100)]
Tonight, he had refined chakra for a total of four hours, increasing his chakra limit by 4 points, from 127 to 131.
During this time, he had recovered a total of two hundred points of chakra.
Each use of the Clone Technique consumed about twenty points of chakra.
Tonight, he had practiced the Clone Technique ten times.
Thanks to the memories and experience left by the original owner, he gained two to three proficiency points each time he performed the Clone Technique.
Just like tonight, he had gained twenty-seven proficiency points.
Adding that to the previous nineteen points, he had forty-six points, already halfway to mastering it.
In addition, his 'Chakra Refinement Technique' had also benefited from the original owner's legacy, gaining two more proficiency points than initially expected, for a total of six points.
At this rate, as long as he persisted for four hours every day, he could grind it to mastery in about half a month.
By then, its effects would surely increase, and his lack of chakra would be alleviated.
After that, the improvement speed of all his skills would also increase.
From this, it wasn't hard to imagine that as time went on, his strength would grow faster and faster.
As for now...
He should take it slow!
Perhaps he could push his body further, train for a few more hours each day, and master the 'Chakra Refinement Technique' earlier to accelerate his progress.
But what was the point?
If his guess was correct, he would have to graduate soon. In such a short time, how much could he improve his strength?
To the level of a Genin? Chunin? It couldn't possibly be Jonin, right?
Moreover, even if he became a Jonin, how much of a difference could he make in a war that engulfed the entire ninja world?
It would probably be difficult to even change the outcome of a local battle.
Why should he do such a thankless task?
Furthermore, he was an outsider. Rashly increasing his strength would only put him in the spotlight, and he might get caught.
In that case, it was better to take things one step at a time!
Shaking his head, Seimei stopped dwelling on it, turned around, and left the room. He returned to his bedroom, lay on the bed, looked at the bright moon outside the window, and soon fell into a deep sleep.
...
The next day.
Afternoon.
The same training ground.
However, today, Sugiki Kazuto didn't have them spar with each other. Instead, he had them practice throwing kunai and shuriken.
Just like combat, these two skills were also primary combat methods for Genin. Combined with the three basic techniques, a qualified battlefield cannon fodder was formed.
As for other ninjutsu?
Forget it!
Take Uchiha Seimei as an example. His talent was indeed ordinary, but that was compared to his classmates from ninja clans. If he were among civilians, his talent would be considered good.
If he hadn't transmigrated, the original owner wouldn't have much chakra after graduation, at most enough for a few uses of the three basic techniques.
If even he was like this, one could imagine the situation for those civilian students.
In that case, learning other ninjutsu was a complete waste of time.
So, it wasn't that the school didn't want to teach more; it was simply unnecessary.
Promising students mostly had clan inheritances and didn't need to be taught by the school. Those without inheritances but with potential would be assigned to capable Jonin for guidance.
This way, the school naturally didn't need to teach more.
Moreover, their batch was likely to graduate early, and their strength would definitely be inferior to previous years, making it even less necessary to teach them more.
Thud!
A kunai flew out and landed directly on the target five meters away.
Seeing this, Seimei let out a sigh of relief.
If he missed again, he really didn't know what to do.
Ever since he started practicing, Sugiki Kazuto had been frequently glancing at him. It was the same yesterday during his fight with Moriki Satoshi.
Seimei knew that his performance in the past two days was quite different from before and had already prepared excuses.
Unexpectedly, Kazuto didn't even ask, as if he didn't care about him as a student at all.
This made Seimei unsure whether to feel relieved or sad.
"Panel!"
With a thought, Seimei opened the proficiency panel.
[Name: Uchiha Seimei
Age: 10 years old
Physique: 5
Spirit: 7
Chakra: 44 (131)
Bloodline: Sharingan - Unawakened (51/100)
Skills: Chakra Refinement Technique: lv0 (8/100)
Clone Technique: lv0 (46/100)
Basic Taijutsu: lv0 (35/100)
Ninja Tool Throwing: lv0 (1/100)]
As expected, with the kunai hitting the target, a new skill appeared on his panel - Ninja Tool Throwing: lv0 (1/100)!
Following the feeling from just now, Seimei threw another kunai.
A thud sounded, and the kunai barely hit the target.
Then, on the panel, the proficiency of 'Ninja Tool Throwing' became lv0 (2/100)!
Looking at the newly added proficiency point, Seimei's eyes lit up. If he wasn't mistaken, this skill might become his first mastered skill.
The reason was simple. Practicing 'Ninja Tool Throwing' didn't consume chakra. As long as he hadn't reached the original owner's level, he could quickly accumulate proficiency and achieve mastery.
It's just...
Seimei glanced at Sugiki Kazuto in the distance and thought, "Will he notice anything unusual?"
Thinking this, Seimei picked up the thrown kunai and shuriken, went to the ten-meter target, and started practicing seriously.
Even with the previous experience, he still missed the target several times.
This undoubtedly slowed down his proficiency gain, but it was worth it.
The original owner would also occasionally miss the ten-meter target during practice. Although he missed more often now, it wasn't as conspicuous as with the five-meter target.
As long as he had a little more time, he could increase his proficiency and wouldn't have to worry about being exposed.
(End of Chapter)