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Chapter 61 - Chapter 61: Hands That Cannot Be Washed Clean

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"Good! So fast!"

In the training ground, the clash between Kakashi Hatake and Uchiha Yoru left the spectators in awe with the dazzling display of ninjutsu. Even Asuma Sarutobi, who usually had a contentious relationship with others, showed a look of shock.

The speed of hand seals reflects the speed and control of a ninja's chakra flow. This is an area where, apart from natural talent, only continuous practice can improve, with no shortcuts available. It's like some people are born with all their meridians open, while others have to open them one by one.

The speed and precision of chakra flow and control almost determine the difficulty of ninjutsu training. Some ninjas, even at the level of jōnin, can never master S-rank ninjutsu because they simply cannot meet the conditions.

The crowd also noticed the Bloody Sharingan in Uchiha Yoru's eyes, with the two tomoe continuously spinning, instantly filling them with envy. Ebisu, with a dazed look, murmured to himself, "So this is what a Bloodline Limiter Ninja is!"

Regular ninjas can strive and even believe that hard work can surpass talent, but the existence of Bloodline Limiter Ninjas shatters this theory, causing them to feel helpless and envious.

Initially, Uchiha Yoru could only be described as having good talent, ranking among the top in his class. But after his eyes awakened, his talent soared.

Even Maito Gai, with a look of shock in his eyes, said, "Awakening a bloodline limit is this powerful."

Even a genius like Kakashi, who had spent years honing his chakra control, was surpassed by the other in just half a year.

But it was only for a moment. Maito Gai suddenly shouted excitedly, even more passionately, "Haha! This is youth! Burn, youth!"

Well, with Maito Gai's interruption, the shock that had affected everyone's mindset instantly dissipated by a large margin. It must be said that having such a classmate is a fortunate thing.

In the training ground, Kakashi, facing such a large-scale Fire Release, chose to dive into the lake, using the terrain to avoid the enemy's ninjutsu.

As the flames dissipated and the lake's surface still emitted a faint heat, a sudden splash of water erupted. Kakashi emerged from the lake to see Uchiha Yoru rapidly approaching.

The sound of crackling lightning suddenly illuminated the night sky. Kakashi, reacting instinctively, released the Chidori from his palm. In an instant, two lightning bolts flashed under the moonlight, causing the spectators to tense up.

The lightning flashed, the sound of the Chidori ringing incessantly. Some of the spectators heaved a sigh of relief, others showed excitement, and still others looked disbelieving.

On the lake's surface, the lightning flickered, and the lightning in Kakashi's hand seemed to dim and brighten. A hand, like a steel bar, clamped onto his wrist.

"Is this a jutsu you developed?"

Kakashi Hatake's eyes were filled with a complex expression. Uchiha Yoru's body was glowing with bright lightning arcs, one hand gripping his wrist, stopping the Chidori before it could fully form, now flickering dimly.

"A jutsu developed based on the Chidori. This jutsu is called Chidori Stream!"

With a slight nod, the lightning arcs around his body began to dissipate, and he slowly released Kakashi's wrist. The two stood on the lake's surface, facing each other, and Uchiha Yoru smiled.

"Kakashi, at the crucial moment, you were distracted. I saw fear in your eyes!"

Uchiha Yoru's expression gradually turned serious, and he sighed inwardly, "Kakashi, the wounds of war need time to heal. You are no longer suitable for Anbu. If you are willing, the Konoha Police Force welcomes you."

In the final blow, Kakashi's jutsu failed to activate, or perhaps it was the aftereffects of war. When he released the Chidori, a look of fear suddenly appeared in his eyes. Knowing the reasons, Uchiha Yoru sighed inwardly. Was it because of Kurenai Yuhi? Killing his teammate by his own hand, he still hasn't moved on. (In the original, there was a scene like this, hands that cannot be washed clean.)

Kakashi felt a sense of frustration in his heart. In the jutsu competition, the other could even act later and still have the upper hand. This was the first time he encountered such a jutsu competition, not in terms of power, but in the speed of release, as if he was fighting himself from a decade later.

And he lost to his own developed jutsu, the Chidori. His Chidori failed to activate, while the other released a jutsu developed from the Chidori, the Chidori Stream. Frustrating!

Especially when the other tried to recruit him, Kakashi Hatake felt frustrated, but after the match, he calmly pulled his forehead protector down to cover his Sharingan again.

"Hey, Kakashi, you really aren't suitable for Anbu anymore."

After the battle, everyone gathered around, especially Maito Gai, who showed a serious and worried look, speaking his mind to Kakashi. The others nodded in agreement.

They had seen everything clearly. Although Uchiha Yoru suppressed Kakashi in jutsu release, a ninja's battle is not just about that. In the final blow, they saw Kakashi become distracted, causing his jutsu to fail.

The battle seemed to be won by Uchiha Yoru, but wasn't it also due to Kakashi's distraction? And it was just a sparring match.

"Kakashi, you really aren't suitable for Anbu anymore," Kurenai Yuhi, who usually didn't meddle in others' affairs, also showed a serious look, speaking earnestly to Kakashi.

They had all seen Kakashi's condition. Fortunately, it was just a sparring match between classmates. If this happened on the battlefield or during a mission, it would be dangerous.

"Kakashi, you need to rest," Asuma Sarutobi also stepped forward, his face serious. They didn't want to see a classmate fall in a mission due to the trauma of war.

The war was over. Kakashi had survived the most brutal Third Great Shinobi War. If he were to fall in a regular mission, especially due to mental trauma, it would be a great loss.

They were classmates. There might be competition, and Kakashi Hatake was aloof and unsociable, but there were no petty political struggles. Therefore, everyone genuinely cared for each other as classmates.

Seeing the concern in everyone's eyes, Kakashi calmly and indifferently nodded, "Yeah, I understand."

Kakashi's dismissive nod made everyone frown. From a personal perspective, they were classmates and didn't want to see a classmate fail a mission. From a broader perspective, Kakashi was a jōnin and one of Konoha's most outstanding geniuses. They didn't want the village to lose such a genius.

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