The battle ended very quickly. Shin'yu skillfully arranged the corpses of the Hidden Leaf Village Ninja together and incinerated them with a fireball.
Ninja battles are also intelligence wars.
Destroying the corpses and eliminating traces can conceal one's own information to the greatest extent. Even from corpses, Ninja can extract information.
At this moment, Madara walked over.
"I watched your battles yesterday and today. Hmph, I can only say that you rely too much on your Eye Technique."
He commented, seemingly somewhat dissatisfied.
"Uh... I'm all ears," Shin'yu immediately became reserved.
"Whether it's Ninjutsu or Taijutsu, both are too crude. Fighting not only lacks elegance but also relies solely on information disparity. This way, you cannot become a strong person!"
Madara shook his head, "If you can't achieve a first-encounter kill with your fighting style, you will definitely suffer a great loss in the next battle."
Shin'yu was a little ashamed; Madara's comments hit the nail on the head.
His foundation was indeed very poor. He was pushed onto the battlefield with almost no training. His fierce and crude skills were honed on the battlefield.
After awakening the Mangekyo Sharingan, he developed this desperate fighting style to the extreme.
In short, although the Mangekyo Sharingan granted him almost divine abilities, allowing him to become strong quickly, it also led him down a crooked path—unilaterally pursuing the efficiency of killing enemies while neglecting basic training.
One must know that truly powerful techniques are accumulated little by little through details and effort.
Take Might Guy from the original timeline as an example. That amazing kick that almost kicked out the ending, did it rely solely on the Eight Gates Release Formation? No, the Eight Gates Release Formation only infinitely amplified his basic physical abilities. What was truly powerful was still himself.
If he hadn't cultivated diligently for decades, honing his body bit by bit, how could he have obtained power far exceeding the Five Kage after opening the Eighth Gate? How could Night Guy have the power to kick through a Six Paths level opponent?
Without accumulating small steps, one cannot reach a thousand miles; without accumulating small streams, one cannot form rivers and seas.
This principle is universally applicable.
"Taijutsu isn't about winning through bravery and ferocity; the key lies in controlling the details. Ninjutsu isn't about increasing power by simply releasing Chakra..."
Madara's comments continued. In the end, he shook his head and said, "Forget it. While you're still young and haven't completely gone astray, I'll give you some pointers."
Shin'yu was pleasantly surprised, stars seemingly twinkling in his eyes.
"Judging from your fighting style, you are a bold and meticulous person. And that Chakra Blade of yours also proves that you have a talent for precise Chakra control. Hmph, you can be considered a good piece of raw material..." Madara raised his chin, "So, are you willing to endure my training?"
"I am willing!" Shin'yu nodded immediately, like a chick pecking at rice.
After cleaning up the battlefield, Shin'yu looked at the stone wall in front of him. What came into view were complex and difficult-to-understand Sealing Jutsu Formulae. He tactfully moved aside, giving Madara space.
Madara's fingers rested on the stone wall, muttering to himself, "Locking space-time? ... I see."
Shin'yu was a little excited, not expecting Lord Madara's attainments in Sealing Technique to be so strong. Just as he was looking forward to seeing how Madara would break the seal, a streak of sea-blue light suddenly flashed through his eyes.
*"BOOM!"*
Madara activated the initial form of Susanoo. As the huge blue fist swung out, the stone wall instantly shattered. In the soaring dust, the Sealing Jutsu Formulae also vanished.
"Uh..." Shin'yu's gaze was dull.
"What are you looking at?" Madara glanced at Shin'yu, arms crossed, "As long as the carrier is destroyed, even the strongest Sealing Technique will lose its effectiveness."
Loose earth and rocks fell rustling down, and as the dust settled, a dark hole appeared before the two of them.
"Fire Release: Ignite."
Shin'yu snapped his fingers crisply, the air above his fingertip twisting slightly as a wisp of flame ignited out of thin air, rapidly expanding into a palm-sized fireball.
Illuminated by the firelight, the interior of the cave was clearly visible.
"Oh? You've mastered Fire Release to this extent..." Madara stared at Shin'yu's actions, slightly surprised.
Generally speaking, ninjas can regulate the flow of chakra through hand seals, applying it within or outside their bodies, which is called a "Jutsu." Uchiha's ancestor, Indra, created twelve basic hand seals, which have been passed down and benefited the entire Shinobi World immensely.
However, ninjas who are proficient in a certain Ninjutsu or a certain nature transformation, because their bodies are already familiar with the circulation of chakra, can simplify the hand seal process. Those with exceptional talent can even perform Ninjutsu instantaneously without hand seals.
Shin'yu held the fireball aloft and walked ahead. The innermost part of the cave was a spacious clearing. On the ground, the ink-colored Sealing Jutsu Formulae in the style of a magic circle were dissipating circle by circle.
"It's underground," Madara's voice floated from behind.
"Yeah." Shin'yu nodded. Seeing that Madara didn't make any move, he tactfully began to form hand seals, placing one hand on the ground.
"Earth Release: Earth Flow Wave."
A strange wave spread around, with Shin'yu's palm as the center. The surface of the ground turned outwards inch by inch, and earth and rocks flowed like a flowing stream.
Shin'yu's chakra possessed six attributes: wind, fire, water, earth, lightning, and yin. Although he didn't specialize in many Ninjutsu, they were all mainly for practical use, such as Fire Release and Lightning Release, which focused on attack, and Earth Release, which focused on defense and support, all basically serving combat and survival.
Soon, a shallow pit appeared on the ground, and a black-haired girl was hugging her knees, curled up inside.
She was petite, dressed in tattered black clothes, her silky long hair trailing on the ground, like a solitary lily.
Sensing the air circulation and the slightly warm firelight, she trembled slightly and slowly raised her head.
"Uchiha Nanashi, from today onwards, you are free."
A clean, white palm reached out and was offered to her.
She looked up, her dark eyes reflecting a delicate and gentle face.
"Who are you...? Why? Why do you want to let me out?"
She tilted her head in confusion, her voice soft and melodious, like a swaying wind chime.
"Like you, someone who was abandoned. As for the reason for releasing you... you can tentatively understand it as sticking together for warmth."
Shin'yu smiled, his eyes warm and jade-like in the warm firelight, his faint smile seeming to exude sunshine.
"In short, you don't have to stay in this dark place anymore."
"Unconditionally?" She hesitated, "But why, why save someone like me for no reason..."
"What, have you resigned yourself to fate?"
Shin'yu stared into her eyes, recalling Boruto's lines from the original timeline, his voice full of determination, "Don't lose to the fate that others have decided for you. Decide for yourself, create for yourself, that is your destiny!"
In an instant, her eyes rippled, as if a clear lake had been disturbed by a pebble, spreading gentle ripples.
She stared blankly at the boy in front of her. In the dark seal, she couldn't even feel the passage of time. The long emptiness had almost extinguished her emotions, leaving only endless hatred and layers of solidified ice in her heart.
But now, these ice layers were melting layer by layer.
As if guided by a ghost, Nanashi, or rather, Uchiha Hikari, took Shin'yu's hand, letting him pull her up.
Shin'yu couldn't help but measure her height with his eyes, finding that she was actually half a head taller than him.
She looked to be about 12 years old, probably frozen at the age she was when she was sealed. Her features were picturesque, with eyes like autumn water, and a delicate, soft oval face. Her facial features were perfectly proportioned, and although she was a bit dirty, it couldn't hide her delicate beauty.
Her black Clan Robe was tattered and worn, and her slender, fair feet were exposed. She had no shoes, only rough bandages wrapped around her ankles.
The moment she stepped out of the cave, the glaring sunlight shone on her pale cheeks. She was very uncomfortable and couldn't help but squint.
She raised a hand to shield her forehead, slowly moving out of the cave. It seemed like the last time she walked in the sunlight was a very, very long time ago.
"This is Nanashi?" Lord Madara was also sizing her up.
After a long while, she finally adapted to the light, her vision slowly focusing. Shin'yu's back became clearer and clearer, until a familiar War Fan Clan Emblem came into view.
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