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"Are you developing your own swordsmanship?"
Itachi chuckled at the source of the fire flickering in his eyes.
He knew that Shisui was probably studying his own swordsmanship.
In the future, Shisui would not only be known as the Uchiha's strongest illusionist ninja, but his other title would resound throughout the nations, commanding awe from ninjas from all over.
Shisui of the Body Flicker.
Shisui improved upon the ordinary Body Flicker Technique, making it not only faster but also incorporating Shisui's unique fighting style.
However, in high-speed combat, Ninjutsu with lengthy preparation times must be abandoned.
Therefore, in order to cater to this method of quickly eliminating the opponent, it was necessary to develop a matching offensive Ninjutsu.
Just like the Fourth Hokage, Minato Namikaze, who mastered the Flying Thunder God Technique, developed the Rasengan for this very purpose.
Itachi, once Shisui's close friend, knew that it would take Shisui years to perfect his combat system.
As if sensing Itachi's arrival, Shisui in the training ground stopped swinging his sword, sheathed it, and in a flash, appeared before the latter.
"You're here," Shisui said with a smile.
"Shisui-senpai, the swordsmanship you just displayed was truly impressive. I've never seen it before. Where did you learn it from?"
Itachi stared at Shisui with feigned curiosity, his voice filled with admiration.
"That one, I'm developing myself."
Shisui scratched his nose and chuckled softly, "But it's not perfect yet."
"It's already impressive,"
Itachi praised.
He asked Shisui this question because he was trying to share the swordsmanship ideas he had developed in the future.
Itachi and Shisui had often sparred with each other, so while Shisui hadn't learned some of Shisui's unique techniques, he was well aware of them.
He did this to swiftly strengthen Shisui's abilities.
As an Anbu member, Shisui's missions were secretive and dangerous, and Itachi knew better than anyone that the dangers for him lay not only in the missions themselves but also in the lives of the people from other villages.
Danzo, the leader of the Root, had long coveted Shisui's talent and eye techniques.
"I happen to have some ideas about swordsmanship. Could you help me with them?"
Itachi stared at Shisui, unfazed by the fact that he wouldn't become suspicious of him.
Everything he had done before Shisui had already been remarkable enough.
Although Shisui didn't know he had been reborn into this era, Itachi was certain that no matter how bizarre things happened to him, he would be accustomed to them.
"Could you lend me your sword?"
He extended his right hand toward Shisui.
"Sure."
Shisui paused, then drew his own and handed it to Itachi.
Just as Itachi had expected, instead of being surprised, a hint of anticipation crossed his eyes.
In Shisui's mind, Itachi was no longer a five-year-old.
Itachi took the sword from the boy before him and, with a flick of his legs, landed on the training grounds.
He stood there, slowly closing his eyes as he began to recall everything about Shisui.
Swish!
At some point, he suddenly opened his eyes, lunged forward, and faced Shisui, brandishing his Anbu sword.
With his current level of Chakra recovery and control, he couldn't yet channel it into his weapon to ignite the fiery bladelight Shisui had just wielded.
But when he swung his sword, the path of its light was like a torrential downpour of pear blossoms, dense yet orderly, a blend of real and fake, making it unpredictable.
Itachi, with all his might, executed his swordsmanship according to his memory of Shisui's techniques.
At his current speed, it was crystal clear to Shisui.
Shisui's gaze was completely focused on the weapon in Itachi's hand, and as he observed the trajectory of his swordsmanship, a gradual understanding dawned on him.
Like Itachi, he was a genius with immense ninja talent.
Drawing on his memory and knowledge, Itachi could mimic Shisui's swordsmanship from their past encounters.
By observing Itachi's swordsmanship, he was naturally able to integrate his own strengths and formulate his own ideas.
"Huff, huff."
When Itachi finished dancing the sword technique according to the overall idea, his breathing seemed a little rapid.
"How is it, Senior Shisui."
He threw the sword in his hand to Shisui again.
In fact, he knew in his heart without asking that Shisui would be able to understand it.
"You guy."
Shisui took the sword and looked at Itachi with an even more astonished look in his eyes.
Although Itachi only demonstrated Shisui's sword technique in the future by imitating others, even so, the exquisiteness of it was far beyond the reach of ordinary ninjas who were good at swordsmanship.
"Now I ask you where you learned this sword technique, I guess you won't tell me?"
Shisui spoke to Itachi in a voice of disbelief.
Although the latter was the clan leader's son and possessed a family tradition far more profound than that of the average Uchiha clan member, this sword technique was something he had developed later in life, so how could he not see it?
Itachi's swordsmanship had just opened up some of his elusive thoughts.
"Whether you demonstrated it on purpose or not, thank you."
Shisui chuckled and shrugged, saying, "But I want to know why you keep coming to me. If it were you, you wouldn't need my guidance at all."
In their previous meetings, Itachi had always asked him for advice on training.
But judging by the current situation, Itachi didn't need his guidance at all.
"If you want to give a reason, it's because we can talk. Actually, outside of my family, I have almost no one in the clan I can talk to."
If it were in the past, Itachi would have certainly said this, but now, Itachi's friends in the clan weren't just Shisui.
"I'll reluctantly accept that reason,"
Shisui replied with a smile, sword in hand, as he walked into the training grounds.
"Hrm!"
He slowly clenched his fists, and a gleam of fire gradually flickered from the blade.
Shisui took a few steps back and began swinging his sword.
As he moved, so did the blade's light.
Dense flashes of light continuously left brilliant glints in the air, but it seemed Shisui was deliberately slow in his movements.
After completing a complete set of sword techniques, Shisui looked at Itachi and asked, "How is it?"
Shisui was actually asking Itachi for advice, but he saw nothing to be ashamed of.
The child before him, seemingly only five years old, was someone who could shock even the Fourth Hokage.
"I can't teach you anything. I'm not qualified to comment on Shisui-senpai's swordsmanship."
Itachi waved his hand.
He had merely shared the underlying principles with Shisui.
He couldn't offer any advice on how to improve and excel.
"Really?"
Shisui saw that he didn't want to continue the conversation, so he didn't.
After some practice, the two sat down in the training grounds and chatted.
As they talked, Shisui's interest in Itachi grew.
He vaguely felt that within his tiny body resided a soul that commanded awe.
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The next morning.
After breakfast, Itachi immediately set off for the Uchiha Ninja Tool Shop, where he had agreed to meet Izumi the previous evening.
As he crossed the streets and arrived at the shop, a girl in training gear had been waiting for him at the door.
Unlike her ninja academy appearance, Izumi had tied her long, straight black hair up with a simple red headband, giving her a much neater, more polished look.
As Itachi approached the shop, Izumi noticed him.
The girl walked towards him.
"You're really early," Itachi said with a smile.
Itachi still spoke early, but it looked like Izumi had been there for a while.
"I just got here too," Izumi followed his lead, and the two of them entered the shop together.
"Hello, Master Itachi."
The shop owner was a slightly plump, middle-aged man in his forties.
Itachi had been coming to the shop regularly since he was younger.
"Hello, uncle," Itachi said politely, bowing slightly to the owner, and Izumi beside him followed suit.
"I've already told you, just call me Itachi."
Despite being the son of the Uchiha clan leader, Itachi disliked the title "Young Master."
He believed from the beginning that such a title only created barriers between people.
Fugaku had said these words to Itachi when he was still a child.
"Hehe," the shopkeeper smiled, looking at the girl beside Itachi, and said, "Izumi, it's been a while since we last met."
"You and Young Master Itachi should be classmates at the ninja academy now, right?"
"Yes," Izumi nodded.
The three of them exchanged a brief conversation, and after Itachi purchased some ninja tools from the shop, he and Izumi left together.
"What are you planning to practice today?"
Leaving the shop, Itachi stored his tools in his bag and looked at Izumi beside him.
"Shurikenjutsu," Izumi replied.
"Well, let's go to the training grounds," Itachi said.
In the Uchiha clan, even freshmen entering the ninja academy had already received Shurikenjutsu training before starting school.
The two hurried to the training ground.
The ground still bore traces of Shisui's swordsmanship training from last night.
"Wait a moment, I'll set up the targets."
Itachi walked to the edge of the training ground and set up the prototype targets for training on the trees outside the forest.
After setting them up, he returned to Izumi and said, "Let's begin."
With that, Itachi pulled several newly purchased kunai from his tool bag, weighed them, and casually threw them.
Clang!
Several kunai landed, each hitting the bull's-eye in the center of the target.
Shurikenjutsu encompasses the throwing techniques of all ninja tools, not just the shurikens themselves.
Of all the tools, kunai are the easiest to throw in basic techniques.
However, in advanced techniques, kunai are the most difficult.
"Your turn."
Itachi glanced at Izumi beside him and stepped aside.
Izumi, looking somewhat nervous, walked to the spot facing the target and pulled out several kunai from her bag.
Each kunai had a cute bow tied with pink ribbon, the width of her index finger.
The girl's hands slowly clenched, her eyes fixed on the target in front of her.
She glanced at Itachi beside her.
Swish!
The next moment, several kunai flew out of her hands.
The moment Izumi threw the kunai, Itachi's brow furrowed.
Bang!
After traveling a short distance, the kunai strayed from Izumi's target.
Only one struck the edge of the target, while the rest clattered against the tree trunk and fell to the ground.
Seeing the result, Izumi blushed.
She quickly retrieved the kunai, glanced at the target, and said to Itachi, "I'll try again. I didn't do well just now."
Then Izumi turned her head and took aim again.
"Wait a minute."
Just as Izumi had aimed at the target and was about to throw, Itachi suddenly spoke up.
Izumi looked over and said, "What's wrong?"
"There's something wrong with your throwing technique. If you don't correct it, the result will be the same no matter how many times you try."
Itachi said bluntly.
"What's the problem?"
Izumi frowned slightly.
She didn't feel angry or hurt at all when hearing such words from Itachi.
"First of all, the things you tied to the kunai will affect the throwing itself."
The trajectory of the ninja tool will be affected by its own mass, angle, external air flow, and terrain.
The ribbon that Izumi tied to the end of the kunai is not a big problem for ordinary ninjas.
But if you are not used to it, or if the technique of using the ninja tool is not pure, it will have an impact.
It should not have taken Izumi long to learn the real shuriken throwing technique.
In addition, she herself is limited by her age and her strength is weak.
However, these are not the most important factors.
"Then I'll take them off."
Izumi looked a little disappointed, but she still believed what Itachi said.
"Wait a minute," Itachi stopped her, shaking his head.
"That's not urgent. Your biggest problem is the incorrect way you apply force to your wrist when throwing."
"Your throwing form is well-practiced, and your accuracy isn't too much of a problem. But if you apply force to your wrist incorrectly when releasing the ninja tool, you won't achieve the desired effect, and it'll be even more tiring."
"My father never told me that," Izumi pursed her lips.
Her father was a Chƫnin, and he had taught her Shurikenjutsu.
"Of course, the technique of applying force is something you usually have to learn on your own, so it's hard to explain clearly." Itachi chuckled.
While the method of shuriken throwing could be taught, the specifics of how to use it varied greatly from person to person.
Even within the Uchiha clan, everyone learned almost the same throwing technique, yet their skill varied greatly.
This was the reason.
Essentially, shuriken training was no different from Ninjutsu.
"In that case, I'll just have to keep practicing," Izumi replied.
In fact, aside from those with natural talent, most of the clan practiced shuriken in the same way.
The Uchiha clan's unrivaled Shurikenjutsu stems not only from the unique techniques passed down through generations, but also from the arduous training each member undergoes in this area, a skill far superior to that of most ninjas.
"Practice is indeed important, but it also requires a proper method."
Although his time with Izumi hadn't been particularly long, Itachi already understood the girl thoroughly.
He rubbed his hand over the handle of his kunai a few times, looking at Izumi and saying, "I'm going to teach you the method I've developed to improve wrist strength."
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