Mifune: "Even so, Black-Framed Naruto's Swordsmanship talent is truly astonishing."
Kakashi Hatake: "Yes... such Swordsmanship is already enough to stand on its own."
Kakashi Hatake: "At Black-Framed Naruto's age, my Swordsmanship was about the same... but that was honed through countless missions, on the brink of life and death."
Kakashi Hatake: "It can be said that with just one battle, Black-Framed Naruto's sword potential will be fully formed."
Was Kakashi's strength very poor?
No, to be honest, Kakashi's strength was quite formidable.
After all, from the Third Great Ninja War until now.
Kakashi's strength not only didn't improve, but actually regressed significantly due to his continuous setbacks and self-abandonment.
Furthermore, he became addicted to peeping literature, always seeking thrills late at night, and then exercising his arm.
Within the special space connecting the Pure Land World and the Ninja World.
Sakumo Hatake looked at the black-framed large screen.
He heard his good son's words.
He was silent for a moment.
Then he continued to add wood to the bonfire in front of him.
"Kakashi is right."
"Naruto in the black frame world indeed possesses talent that countless people envy."
"While possessing enviable talent, he also has perseverance and determination beyond ordinary people's imagination."
"Such a person, once they grow up, will shock the entire Ninja World."
However... a few thoughts flashed through Sakumo Hatake's mind.
Ultimately, he shook his head.
So much time had passed, and he had been dead for so long.
And his good son seemed to understand him now.
Those things from the past no longer seemed so important.
[Naruto: "..."]
[Naruto was speechless.]
[However, in an instant, he thought of many things.]
[Perhaps, his starting line was the finish line for many others.]
[His mindset was adjusted.]
[Individual differences do indeed exist.]
["Sister Yūgao, I don't want to practice anymore, I want to go home."]
[This entire afternoon.]
[Naruto spent it diligently practicing Swordsmanship.]
[Finally, he took advantage of a bathroom break to split off ten Shadow Clones, sending them to train elsewhere.]
[This way, the entire afternoon wasn't wasted.]
[Now, Naruto could confirm that Yūgao Uzuki was not a profound understander of the Will of Fire.]
[At the same time, she was indeed affiliated with the Anbu, a direct subordinate of the Old Thing.]
[Through Naruto's subtle probing, he managed to get quite a lot out of Yūgao Uzuki.]
[Hmm... it should be said that Yūgao Uzuki confessed to him involuntarily.]
[The current Yūgao Uzuki was no longer an Anbu Ninja, but just an ordinary Konoha Special Jonin.]
[After a brief comparison with the Will of Fire.]
[Naruto was certain that Yūgao Uzuki's Will of Fire was just enough to graduate from the Ninja Academy.]
[That is to say—the kind where you graduate, and then give it all back.]
[The only thing she knew was the phrase, 'Where the leaves dance, fire burns on.']
[Then it would be easy.]
[He just needed to make Yūgao Uzuki notice the corruption within Konoha, or rather, strictly speaking, the inaction and decay of the Konoha High Council.]
[This would plant a seed in Yūgao Uzuki's heart.]
[Turning her would be no difficult task.]
Yūgao Uzuki: "..."
Alright, it seems quite good.
It's just too easy... her black frame world self was a bit too proactive.
It makes her seem cheap~!
["Alright, now let's try sparring!"]
[Yūgao Uzuki stepped back a little.]
[Feeling himself free from Yūgao Uzuki's 'control,' Naruto secretly sighed.]
[This was the first time Naruto had felt fear.]
[Indeed, looking at Yūgao Uzuki's eyes, those eyes that seemed to want to devour him... Naruto was genuinely a little scared.]
[This gaze, devoid of any malice, was more dazzling than sunlight.]
[Of course, there were many benefits too.]
[Naruto's Swordsmanship quickly advanced from novice to beginner, then to master.]
[Whoosh—]
["Am I to combine it with my fighting style?"]
[Hearing this, Yūgao Uzuki put away the smile on her face, and her slightly flushed pretty face became serious.]
["Indeed, I want to see which path you are suited for in the future."]
["Come on."]
[Saying this, Yūgao Uzuki gripped the wooden sword in her hand.]
[Naruto nodded.]
["Okay, then Sister Yūgao, please be careful."]
[As his voice fell.]
[Bang—]
[In the distance, two Shadow Clones practicing Konoha-Style Swordsmanship dispelled.
[Then a large amount of memories and experience returned to the main body.]
[The current Naruto had long adapted to the characteristics of Shadow Clones.]
[Even if fifteen Shadow Clones dispelled at once, he could easily receive a large amount of memories and experience.]
[Except for the Shadow Clones meditating in the Sealing Space.]
[The memories and experiences returned by Shadow Clones would naturally impact mental energy.]
[The memories and experiences returned by Shadow Clones meditating in the Sealing Space were also related to mental energy.]
[It was just like the impact a normal person would experience after cultivating with Shadow Clones.]
[Buzz—]
[The next instant.]
[Naruto vanished from his spot.]
[Yūgao Uzuki's heart tightened.]
[Ignoring her surprise.]
[She squeezed the hilt of her sword slightly harder.]
[He's above!]
[Instinctively, Yūgao Uzuki guessed Naruto's attack intention.]
[Little did she know, this was intentional on Naruto's part.]
[Otherwise, by the time Yūgao Uzuki noticed, Naruto's blade would have already been embedded in her neck.]
[Of course, that was not in the case of complete Swordsmanship.]
[Bang bang—]
[The moment Yūgao Uzuki looked up.]
[The explosive sound of Shadow Clones appearing echoed in her ears.]
[In mid-air.]
[Naruto raised his ninja blade high.]
[He almost instantly created two Shadow Clones without hand signs.]
[Then they attacked from three different directions.]
[Yūgao Uzuki's pupils constricted slightly.]
[Konoha-Style: Dance of the Crescent Moon?]
[No!]
[Impossible!]
[Naruto was indeed encountering Kendo for the first time.]
[Moreover, Naruto had never had contact with that person.]
[Then there could only be one point...]
[Naruto's combat talent was absolutely no worse than his Swordsmanship talent!]
[Yūgao Uzuki forcibly suppressed the thought of drugging Naruto when she got home that night.]
[But just then.]
[Buzz—]
[Suddenly.]
[Two more clones appeared beside Naruto and the two Shadow Clones.]
[No Hand Signs: Phantom Clone!!!]
[Wait... Naruto's raised finger just now... could it be that he was about to cast a genjutsu?]
[Was it because the opponent was me, and it was just a practice session, that he didn't cast genjutsu?]
[Yūgao Uzuki immediately saw that Naruto's raised finger was purely instinctive.]
[But at the moment the genjutsu was about to form, he forcibly suppressed that instinct.]
[At this moment, Yūgao Uzuki felt immense pressure.]
[With feinting and real attacks, and such a short reaction time, she couldn't possibly determine which direction was Naruto's true attack intention.]
[There was only one possibility for this feeling... that is—they were all real!]
[Oh my god~!!!]
[Yūgao Uzuki's delicate body trembled from the shock.]
[For a moment, she even forgot to resist.]
[Her mind was filled with that figure under the moonlight.]
[And... the imagined scene of Naruto, as he brandished his sword, performing her unique Swordsmanship: Konoha-Style: Oboro Moonlit Night!]
[If combined with Secret Sword: Moon Shadow, as the opening move for this attack...]
[Uzumaki Naruto, I'm going to have you!]
[No one can stop me!]