He opened the page for selling ninjutsu.
Yuuki thought for a moment and decided to look at the Rasengan ninjutsu. After all, forming hand seals was really annoying.
There was no time to form hand seals in war, and the later stages of Naruto were ridiculous, where they could complete the hand seals with a slap.
After searching for a long time.
Yuuki opened the introduction to the Rasengan.
[Rasengan: 200 points. Consumes 200 cursed energy.]
[Rasengan: Formed by high-speed rotating and compressed cursed energy, it will crush what it touches, can easily break through iron plates, and will explode upon contact. No hand seals required. Consumes 200 points of cursed energy, no upper limit.]
"High-speed rotating and compressed cursed energy..."
Yuuki looked at his right hand, and a feeling of "I can do it too" sprouted in his heart. At this moment, he had enough cursed energy to squander, not like before when he was a weakling who would be emptied after using any ninjutsu.
The four words "Create a technique" floated into his mind.
"Although I don't know if it's possible, I'll try it first. Shura, stand there and wait for a moment, I'm going to try something."
"Woof~ (What does Master want to do again?)"
Shura, who was walking in the front, sat down in place and turned around to look at its master curiously.
Yuuki looked down at his right hand. As the Sharingan appeared, his right hand was enveloped in scarlet cursed energy.
Looking at the cursed energy burning like flames on his hand, Yuuki took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.
At this moment, he had to be as calm as water. Techniques couldn't be researched with just a burst of passion.
In theory, he could use this ninjutsu now without needing the system.
As his excited heart gradually calmed down, Yuuki slowly opened his eyes, let out the breath that was in his chest, and looked at his palm with his scarlet pupils, lost in thought.
Cursed energy began to gather towards his palm, and Yuuki only stopped gathering when it was about the size of a basketball.
Looking at the cursed energy ball in his hand that was like a water droplet, Yuuki knew that it was time to start the next step, shaping this initial form of cursed energy into what he wanted.
"Make the cursed energy ball rotate quickly and compress it towards the center point."
After silently reciting this in his heart, the cursed energy ball in his hand began to rotate to the right.
The rotation didn't have any accidents at first, under the Sharingan's precise control.
But as the cursed energy ball in his hand got faster and faster, the originally complete cursed energy ball turned into strands of cursed energy silk, and expanded at least twice its original basketball size.
Although it didn't look like it had any destructive power, it was already similar to the Rasengan he remembered in his mind, except that his was red.
Looking at the cursed energy ball whose rotation speed hadn't reached its peak yet, Yuuki took a deep breath and silently recited, "It's time to speed up and compress it."
The cursed energy ball in his hand got faster and faster, and its size also became smaller under Yuuki's intentional compression control.
He didn't know if it was because he had compressed it too much, but the nearby strands of cursed energy silk merged into one, eventually turning into sharp blades of cursed energy.
Yuuki didn't stop this change, he just watched, watched this change and then recorded it, like a clinical trial.
Perhaps what he eventually created would be a technique that was completely different from the Rasengan, but he was just accumulating experience at this moment.
With this thought in mind, Yuuki continued to accelerate and compress the "Rasengan" in his hand.
The tiny blades of cursed energy didn't merge at this moment, but instead made "clang clang clang" sounds as they collided.
Yuuki also realized that something was wrong at this moment. The tomoe in his scarlet pupils were rotating rapidly, and some of the colliding blades of cursed energy were directly blasted out, cutting a gash on his face.
Perhaps it was because the opening was too small, but no blood seeped out.
"This is bad, I need to adjust the spacing of these blades of cursed energy, otherwise I'm screwed if it explodes."
Although he was calmly complaining inwardly, Yuuki couldn't do anything at this moment.
This data test seemed to have gone wrong, and he also knew that there was no use in being nervous, it might even lead to a failure in control.
If this thing in his hand exploded, in just an instant, everything within a ten-meter radius would be devastated.
Anyway, he didn't have that kind of speed, and as for recovering the cursed energy.
That wouldn't work anymore. The blades of cursed energy had already been compressed into a solid state at this moment, and they couldn't be recovered due to the accelerated high-speed rotation.
As for slowing it down, he would probably be shot full of holes before he could even slow it down.
To be honest, it already had the feeling of a Hidden Weapons skill.
Moreover, his was even more awesome, shooting out 360 degrees with no dead angles, with a range of ten meters, and it could even kill its master if it wasn't controlled properly.
"Hoo~"
His lips parted slightly and he exhaled a turbid breath. Yuuki looked at the "spiky ball" in his hand that could kill him at any time, and his eyes gradually turned cold.
At this moment, he had to treat the "spiky ball" in his hand as a patient.
Calmness and composure were what doctors needed most.
His left hand was wrapped in cursed energy, and he dragged the "spiky ball" with both hands, starting to adjust it under the Sharingan's precise control.
The blades of cursed energy that had changed their trajectory due to collisions were gently moved to other places by Yuuki.
The "spiky ball" in his hand was only the size of a shot put at this moment, but there were thousands of blades of cursed energy, densely packed.
What Yuuki had to do at this moment was to find a trajectory for these thousands of blades of cursed energy that didn't have a fixed trajectory.
Amidst the chaotic sounds of collisions, a few blades of cursed energy would occasionally be thrown out by chance, some directly stabbing into the ground, and the hands holding the "spiky ball" were directly pierced.
Perhaps because the piercing speed was too fast, Yuuki didn't feel anything, he just noticed that the cursed energy covering his hands had been forcibly broken by something.
He knew that these were the blades of cursed energy that had been ejected due to collisions.
Yuuki swallowed, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead, and constantly urged himself to hurry.
His pierced hands were now seeping blood, and red blood dripped onto the ground.
Shura, who was sitting and waiting to the side, saw that its master's hands were bleeding, its pupils shrank sharply, and it thought that its master had been attacked, its eyes turned fierce, and it just got up.
Yuuki shouted loudly, "Stupid dog, stay there and don't move!"
This shout made Shura sit back down and lie on the ground with a wronged expression.
As time passed second by second, Yuuki's arms, fingers, chest, cheeks, and even his neck, had varying degrees of injuries.
The Sharingan was starting to overload at this moment, and warm liquid flowed from the corners of his eyes, streaking across his cheeks.
"I don't know if my eyes will go blind..."
Yuuki muttered softly, seemingly reminding himself that it wasn't time to feel tired yet.
Although the vision in front of him was already a little blurry, the tone in his mouth was still so light: "If I go blind, I go blind, it's not so bad."
"Yeah..., it's not so bad..."
In the end, even Yuuki himself didn't know what he was talking about, those words were spoken subconsciously.
A moment later.
Yuuki closed his eyes, felt the "spiky ball" in his hand that had stabilized, sighed, and said, "I'm exhausted, I almost screwed up. My eyes are also bleeding too much, I don't know if I'll be able to open them later. But... what should I name this move?"
Yuuki played with the ball in his hand. The blades of cursed energy inside had already been arranged on a trajectory by him. Unless there was an external force, this thing was still very safe.
Although the process was thrilling, at least the result was good. It just had some drawbacks, what would happen if he was interrupted by a sneak attack just as he was condensing it?
Mutual destruction?
He felt that it would be safer to put a layer of cursed energy protection on the outside of this thing, to prevent him from accidentally trading lives with the enemy.
Of course, this layer was just to guard against external technique attacks.
As for the name... he would talk about it after he improved it.
Yuuki sat down on the ground with a thud, and complained weakly:
"Ah, I'm so tired, I'm never doing this again."
Yuuki threw the stabilized "spiky ball" in his hand out violently. This wasn't a random throw, but the surrounding terrain had already been imprinted in Yuuki's mind.
The end of the road ahead was a small hillside, and even if the "spiky ball" hit it, it wouldn't explode, it would just devastate that hillside.
"Shura, take me home, I think it's better to rest before going out to buy groceries."
Shura didn't go over when he heard Yuuki's call, but instead howled and complained, "Woof~ Woof! (Master, you called me a stupid dog)"
Yuuki smiled when he heard this, and said, "How could I? I was just saying that for your own good, I had no choice. Your dad is blind now, aren't you going to take me back?"
After saying that, he beckoned, and in less than a moment, he felt fur in his hand. After groping around, he sat on its back and said, "Thank you, Shura, you're the best."
Shura didn't respond to its master's praise, but instead raised its head proudly.
Yuuki felt the joy in Shura's mind, and smiled as he stroked its head.
Perhaps... he had really experienced the difficulty of being a parent, and for some reason, the thought of going back to visit suddenly came to his mind.
Not going back to his original world, but wanting to see his dead parents here.
Although he didn't have much feeling on the day he transmigrated, those memories of the original owner had truly become "his own" as time passed, and he would have some feelings.
"Never mind, I'll go see Grandma after the exchange event is over. If my eyes are okay today, I'll go clean up his parents' graves, it's been a few months since I went back to see them."
Just as he finished speaking, Shura under him reminded:
"Woof! (We're home)"
"Okay, I know."
Yuuki got off its back, touched the doorknob with his left hand, and then directly opened it and walked in.
He usually didn't lock the door when he went out, after all, there was no one he needed to guard against, and his house was dirt poor, with nothing but some food in the refrigerator.
He would usually only use the lock when he was home, after all, he preferred the feeling of being naked when he slept alone.
After stepping into the door and locking it, Yuuki took off his clothes, which were soaked with blood, and touched the wound on his chest. The blood on it had already congealed.
This wound was the most serious one on his body.
That blade of cursed energy had directly pierced through his chest, but he was lucky that it hadn't touched any vital organs, and he could just fill it in with cursed energy.
"Sigh~! I'm really lucky to be alive."
The sound of "splish splash" suddenly rang out, this was the sound of the shower head in the bathroom, and then Shura's shout came: "Woof woof woof! (Master, do you want to take a shower together?)"
"Hmph."
With a soft hum, Yuuki smiled, touched the bathroom door, walked in and said, "I'm coming."
Although he couldn't see at this moment, Yuuki wasn't too flustered or afraid of the darkness, because Shura was by his side.
Even though it was a little stupid, it was still trustworthy.
After simply rinsing himself, Yuuki walked out of the bathroom, while Shura was still playing in the water inside, and shouted at it:
"Shura, wait until you shake off the water on your fur before coming out, I don't want to mop the floor."
"Woof woof woof! (It's so cool, hehehe)"
"…"
"Never mind, I shouldn't have hoped for anything from the intelligence of a three-month-old dog."
Yuuki was speechless, picked up the towel hanging on the wall and wiped his wet hair, and randomly took out a drink from the refrigerator.
There were so many kinds of drinks inside that even he himself didn't know.
Gojo-sensei had even put a few cans of beer in there, saying that he would take them out to drink at the next gathering.
"Pfft—"
He opened the can and took a big gulp. He realized that something was wrong with the drink as soon as he drank it, this was the beer that Gojo-sensei had put in!
"Ptooey!"
Yuuki spat out all the beer that had entered his mouth. He didn't like drinking this bitter stuff, and he couldn't talk about drinking to drown his sorrows, because it would mess things up.
He was never confused about the future, so how could he have the heart to drown his sorrows?
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