Analyzing the Ninja World Starting from Konoha

Chapter 183 You think you're so great? You're so arrogant!

Just as Aoba was about to withdraw his hand, he suddenly seemed to remember something and added expectantly, "Oh, right, Master Wu. Since you're going to teach me Dust Release, how about you teach me the [Dustless Confusion] and [Splitting Technique] as well?"

Wu's movements suddenly froze, and several black lines seemed to appear on his forehead.

"Kid, don't push your luck!"

Wu's face immediately turned black.

Although his face was completely bound with bandages, making it impossible to discern his expression, the Second Tsuchikage was clearly quite displeased, judging from the sudden surge in his chakra.

At the same time, he was secretly alarmed. The fact that Aoba could accurately name the techniques [Dustless Envelopment] and [Splitting Technique] showed that he was very clear about his information.

Faced with the Second Tsuchikage's rage, Aoba remained completely calm. He crossed his arms and sighed slowly.

"Oh, Teacher Wu, please don't be angry yet. Think about it, did I learn these skills for myself? Of course not!"

Aoba said with a righteous expression, "I promised you before that I would take on a disciple with sufficient talent in Iwagakure as my disciple and pass on your mantle."

"Think about it carefully. Although Grandpa Onoki inherited your Dust Release, did he learn 'Dustless Confusion' and 'Splitting Technique'? As far as I know, no, right?"

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Wu paused for a moment, then fell silent.

He died too quickly. Onoki had only just mastered Dust Release, and he hadn't even had time to teach him his signature ninjutsu, Dustless Confusion, and his life-saving ninjutsu, Split Technique.

Seeing this, Aoba immediately pressed his advantage: "Look, such a powerful secret technique, even Grandpa Onoki himself didn't know it. It's probably already lost in Iwagakure. What a pity!"

"You teach me these two techniques now, and later, when I find that disciple from Iwagakure, I'll teach him exactly what he knows. What's that called? That's called indirect inheritance! I'm doing all this for the future of Iwagakure!"

Wu stared intently at the Konoha brat in front of him who was spouting nonsense.

Although he knew the other party was being sophistical, those words still hit his weak spot.

"Wu" is not his name, but his code name.

He was highly regarded by the First Tsuchikage, Ishigawa, who not only made his grandson his disciple but also passed on the position of the Second Tsuchikage to him.

It would indeed be a great pity if one's unique skills were truly lost.

"snort!"

Wu snorted and turned his head away. "This matter—is not something we can't consider. Let's see how you perform next."

"No problem, just you wait and see."

A triumphant smile curled at the corner of Qingye's lips.

Get it right!

Time may pass, but the flames of war in the ninja world remain raging.

Meanwhile, at the Konoha command post on the front lines of the Land of Rivers, Aoba lived a relatively peaceful life. Apart from handling some necessary official business in a routine manner, he devoted all his remaining time to studying and researching bloodline limit elimination.

Since reaching an agreement with Mr. Mu, Aoba has been going to the Blue Marshland every day to summon Mr. Mu for guidance.

Although the sacrifice this time was a ninja, and Mr. Mu's impure body was much better than Kato Dan's, it still couldn't be used for long periods of time.

He also enhanced the control aspect, but the overall [Impure World Reincarnation Technique] is still the original version. Since he doesn't need to use the Impure World Reincarnation Technique in battle, there is no need to improve it.

Even Madara Uchiha said that forbidden techniques should not be used casually.

This Mr. Mu is a ninjutsu master in no way inferior to Tobirama Senju. Aoba believes that as long as he is given time, he can break free of the Edo Tensei—

The control over this technique is still not a problem.

Although he was reluctant in his words, he demonstrated a high level of professionalism once he started imparting knowledge.

Learning through bloodline elimination is far more complex than one might imagine.

There are many bloodline limits in the ninja world, but only this one has created the bloodline limit elimination technique.

In the context of martial arts novels, that would be a grandmaster who founded a school of martial arts!

If we say that bloodline limit is the fusion of two nature changes, it is a planar operation of two points and a line.

If we add a third property change on this basis, then it becomes a three-dimensional operation.

The difficulty level has increased by dozens of times!

Achieving a balance among the three parties is crucial; otherwise, it's easy to ruin your own life.

If it weren't for the personal guidance of the Second Tsuchikage, Aoba would probably have had to figure things out on his own for a long time just to get started.

The chakra control techniques and energy conversion methods involved cannot be compensated for by mere talent.

If no one guides her, Aoba will need to spend a lot of time honing and experimenting on her own.

That noon, Aoba was lying on a recliner in the command post, closing his eyes and simulating the fusion ratio of water, fire, and earth chakra in his mind.

Fortunately, Aoba has a chip to assist him, and coupled with his lack of a strict teaching style, the progress of the new bloodline elimination is also very fast.

At that moment, the tent flap was suddenly flung open.

Nara Shizuku, sporting two huge dark circles under her eyes and carrying a thick stack of documents, stormed in angrily.

"Aoba, are you even going to do anything about this?!"

Saltwater slammed the file on the table, her tone filled with frustration. "The village has pulled more men from our side! We just received the order this morning; they've taken two company-sized units to support the front lines in the Land of Grass!"

Salt Water grabbed her messy hair. "This is the third time this month! We were already short-handed, and now even the logistics troops have been sent on rotation. Now each logistics person is doing the work of three. If this continues—won't the defenses of the Land of Rivers be empty again?"

"stop!"

Aoba raised her hand to stop Yanshui from speaking, "What do you mean by 'it's empty again'? I have to seriously criticize you. Don't say things that are detrimental to unity."

The veins on Yanshui's forehead bulged, and he immediately flew into a rage, "You think you're so great? You think you're so high and mighty!"

He immediately pulled out a document and threw it in front of Aoba, saying, "Then tell me, what are we going to do now!"

Looking at the saline solution on the verge of collapse, Qingye slowly sat up, patted his shoulder, and said earnestly.

"Salt water, broaden your perspective. The fact that the village is drawing people from our area means the situation in the Land of Grass is indeed dire, and they would resort to such a desperate measure if they had no other choice."

"As for the problem of the weak defenses, it is easy to solve. We will shrink the defensive lines and retreat to key strongholds."

Saltwater paused for a moment: "Contracting the defenses? Doesn't that mean giving up a large buffer zone? Wouldn't that leave it empty?"

"So what if it's empty? Do you think the Hokage doesn't know that?!"

Aoba yawned widely and said casually, "The defenses will be readjusted. The report will say 'shrink the defensive line,' and the higher-ups will approve it."

"Don't worry, I'm here for you~"

Saltwater opened its mouth, thought for a moment, and then closed it again.

Aoba pushed a cup of hot tea on the table towards Salt Water: "Alright, stop worrying so much. If the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up. What you need to do most right now is to go and catch up on some sleep. Don't let Sunagakure kill you before they even attack."

Seeing Qingye's calm and composed demeanor, Yanshui's anxiety inexplicably dissipated by more than half.

Yes, with this monster here, the Sand Village is probably even more nervous than they are.

"Okay, I'm going to get some sleep now. Call me if there's an emergency."

Salt Water sighed and dragged her tired body out of the tent.

Not long after the salt water left, a faint rustling sound came from the ground.

A dark green lizard silently slipped into the tent and quickly climbed up Qingye's trouser leg.

Then, he spat out a small scroll from Aoba's palm.

"Um?"

Qingye raised an eyebrow slightly.

He recognized that this was information sent by Yekura.

After casually taking out a small dumpling and feeding it to the little lizard, Aoba unrolled the scroll.

"Finally, they've taken the bait—"

After reading the contents of the letter, Aoba's spirits immediately lifted.

He spent a long time laying this line.

Long before the Grell mine was completed, Aoba had Yekura spread news about the Grell Stone in the southern coastal region of the Land of Wind.

Instead of a grand publicity campaign, information about Grell's Stone was spread slowly, like ripples, through word of mouth among merchants, travelers, and bounty hunters.

His only goal was Hyde.

In its very first appearance, it bombarded the coastline of the Land of Wind, as well as its amphibious steel behemoth.

In Aoba's memories of his past life, this guy not only possessed ancient technology but also advanced cyborg technology. Most importantly, he was rich.

Having made a fortune twice, Aoba has realized that honestly earning money is too slow.

There's no faster way to make money than by robbing someone!

Isn't Hyde his half-brother?

Aoba speculated that Hyde's lair should be hidden on some secluded island overseas.

If Aoba were to search for it on the vast ocean, it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack; who knows when he would find it.

Therefore, he chose the easiest method—scattering bait and waiting for the fish to bite.

I never expected that this wait would last so long.

Now we finally have news about the "second brother".

"Ancient technology, steel warships, and cyborg technology —"

Aoba stroked his chin, his eyes gleaming with excitement. "These are all good things, but where to move them is a problem—"

While Aoba patiently waited for his prey to take the bait, the entire ninja world was undergoing a dramatic transformation.

The Third Shinobi World War has entered its most brutal and intense phase.

A fierce tug-of-war broke out between Iwagakure and Konoha on the border of the Land of Grass. Elite ninjas from both sides were constantly thrown into the battlefield like meat grinders, and then turned into a string of cold numbers.

In a fierce battle, Fugaku Uchiha, the head of the Uchiha clan, took his four-year-old son Itachi Uchiha to a battlefield strewn with corpses so that he could experience the cruelty of war in advance.