After injecting Chakra, the paper split in the middle after a few seconds; the left half became soaked, and the right half wrinkled.
Seeing the result, Ren raised an eyebrow, "Water, Wind, and Lightning? Not bad."
Water and Lightning can form Storm Release. It is the Bloodline Limit of Darui, a subordinate of the Fourth Raikage. It is a Ninjutsu generated by simultaneously mixing Lightning-natured Chakra and Water-natured Chakra. From the name and effect of the jutsu, the attack power and destructive force of the laser originate from "Lightning," but pure lightning cannot be freely controlled. Due to the addition of the "Water" attribute, this jutsu can flow freely like water, and the lightning turns into a laser whose direction and angle can be freely controlled.
As the enemy said, it "has a guidance function." Storm Release compensates for the difficulty in controlling lightning and is a Bloodline Limit that combines the advantages of both lightning and water. Uchiha Madara also used Storm Release after becoming the Ten-Tails Jinchuriki and learning Six Paths Senjutsu.
Without the Senju physique or the Uchiha Sharingan, if I want to become stronger, I can only find my own way. Otherwise, by the time of the Fourth Ninja World War, Jonin would be as common as dogs, and Kage-level Ninja would be everywhere.
If I developed step by step now, at most, I would be an elite Jonin by the Fourth Shinobi World War, a high-level cannon fodder at best. Developing a Bloodline Limit and strengthening myself is urgent. Although the Third Shinobi World War was not as devastating as the Fourth Shinobi World War, it was still a battlefield littered with corpses.
As for now, I should focus on improving my strength first.
I reined in my thoughts. The scroll was put back in its original place. My Chakra is not yet sufficient to activate Ninjutsu, so I should practice Chakra control first.
In the shaded part of the yard, there was a poplar tree, with squirrels and sparrows hopping among its leaves. A gentle breeze caused the treetop to sway slightly.
"Let's start with tree climbing."
After adjusting my breathing, I coated one foot with a layer of Chakra and gently placed it on the tree trunk, with the other foot following closely. Ren kept a close eye on his soles, ready to retract his feet immediately if he made even a slight mistake.
It was unexpectedly easy, and after a moment of surprise, he didn't stop, continuing to take the next step. He climbed upward, step by stumbling step, and a few minutes later, Ren stood at the top of the tree, watching the people coming and going on the street outside and the aunt next door scolding her child.
It was both unexpected and somewhat expected. He retracted his gaze. He jumped down from the tree and returned to the house. He walked into the bathtub and filled it with water.
Without a pond, I can only make do with this; the effect should be similar... right? (-_-;)
"Splash!"
Ren climbed out of the bathtub, soaking wet. Fortunately, he had changed into a tank top and shorts beforehand. He shivered once and then continued his practice.
Tree climbing and water walking both have extremely strong training effects on Chakra control and endurance. However, the two cannot be compared. The water surface is constantly fluctuating, and Chakra control must also change with the flow of the water.
After training through the afternoon, Ren, who had been walking back and forth on the water, finally let out a sigh of relief. Fortunately, his talent was good, but he couldn't slack off; he had to keep it up.
"Grrr..." The sound from his stomach interrupted Ren's thoughts. He glanced at the clock; wow, it was already six o'clock without him realizing it. Time flies when cultivating.
He shook his body; the wet tank top and shorts clung to him, feeling sticky and uncomfortable. Ren changed out of his wet clothes and took a hot shower to prevent catching a cold. He found a clean set of clothes in the wardrobe and put them on. He was ready to go out and get something to eat.
Ren wandered down the street, looking at the dazzling array of restaurants on both sides, a bit conflicted about what to eat.
Oh, right, why not go to Ichiraku Ramen? Ren, who had long admired Ichiraku Ramen in his previous life, was already impatient.
He asked a passerby for the address of Ichiraku Ramen. Ichiraku Ramen was already a somewhat famous mobile food stall in Konoha, known to many villagers.
After several twists and turns, Ren finally saw that familiar fabric curtain. He unconsciously quickened his steps, smelling the aroma of ramen from afar. Ren instinctively swallowed. He lifted the curtain and walked in.
What met his eyes were neat high tables and round stools. It was past mealtime, so there were only a few scattered people, which meant no waiting in line.
As soon as he sat down, the curtain to the kitchen opened, and someone walked towards him.
"Welcome, what would this customer like to eat?"
Ren sized up the middle-aged man in front of him, who looked to be in his thirties. Compared to the original work, he had fewer wrinkles and was smiling with narrowed eyes as he spoke.
"A large bowl of Tonkotsu ramen, with extra egg and char siu."
He subtly averted his gaze, pondered for a moment, and then replied with a smile.
"Alright, please wait a moment, customer."
After responding, Teuchi turned to go into the kitchen. A bored Ren sat counting toothpicks to pass the time. After a long while, the long-awaited Tonkotsu ramen finally arrived.
"Customer, please enjoy."
Already impatient, Ren picked up his chopsticks, said, "I'm going to dig in!" and eagerly picked up a piece of char siu to put in his mouth.
He instantly felt an endless aftertaste. In the bowl, shallow yellow fresh noodles were mixed with reddish broth, garnished with several large pieces of light brown beef and lamb, and vibrant green vegetable leaves. When stirred, there was also a soft-boiled egg underneath, along with other side dishes that dazzled Ren.
After finishing the noodles and soup, Ren put down his chopsticks, let out a satisfied burp, paid the bill, and left.
Ren, who was strolling on the street to aid digestion, suddenly heard someone calling him from behind.
He turned around to see a displeased Asuma Sarutobi and Shiranui Genma, along with Might Guy, waving towards him.
"Why are you guys here?"
"Asuma and I met on the street and were planning to get some late-night food. On the way, we saw Might Guy training, so we called him to join us. How about it, want to come with us?"
Shiranui Genma said with a smile, a Senbon in his mouth.
"No thanks, I've already eaten. I'll just wander around for a bit and then head home to train. You guys go ahead."
Ren replied. He had no interest in associating with rebellious teenagers like Asuma. The current Asuma was far from the mature and steady personality and sense of responsibility as a Ninja he would have later. The current Asuma was just a brat who constantly defied his father, Hiruzen Sarutobi.
Also, because of Yuhi, Asuma had always given Ren a cold shoulder. Everyone had noticed Asuma's unspoken affection for Yuhi since Ninja School, but Yuhi, who had a better relationship with Ren, had always been dismissive of Asuma.
Regarding these matters, Ren could only sigh at how precocious the children in this world were. It was common to see people in their thirties becoming grandfathers. The Ninja World had been in constant warfare since the Sengoku period, and by now, a forty-year-old was fully qualified to call himself an old man. Young children fighting over crushes were also a common sight in this world.
After bidding farewell to the others and returning home, he began practising hand seals. The activation of Ninjutsu is inseparable from hand seals, just like a formula. Of course, there are also some special seals, such as the secret jutsu seals of the Yamanaka clan and others.
The twelve Ninja hand seals from his memory appeared in his hands. From awkward to proficient, his speed gradually increased and improved through repeated practice.
Night fell...