Analyzing the Ninja World Starting from Konoha

Aoba was speechless. He never expected that Kurenai was a poor student and a complete failure when she was a child.

He seemed to be listening attentively in class, but it turned out he was just daydreaming.

The girl was completely bewildered during her first test at the Ninja Academy. Seeing that she was about to cry, Aoba could only let her copy the answers.

If you're worried about not understanding the red magic, here's a little illusion trick you can try.

Project the answer onto her using illusion.

The experiment was a success.

Unexpectedly, Hong was quite ruthless and copied everything verbatim.

Aoba was speechless.

The assessment for "The Will of Fire" is primarily theoretical.

Similar to Chinese, but who copies the essay along with the practice paper? What's the difference between that and directly exposing oneself?

Aoba considered several possibilities: being criticized in person, having to retake the test, or receiving a zero score. But he never expected that the third generation would sue the parents.

Three generations of old Deng, they have no sense of martial ethics.

Aoba adopted a very upright posture and was extremely proactive in admitting his mistake.

In contrast, Kurenai Yuhi was very dissatisfied and argued vehemently.

Zhenhong looked at the little cotton-padded jacket that was leaking air, and saw its own set of fallacies. She couldn't hit it or scold it.

I feel like even doing an S-rank mission wouldn't be this tiring.

"But Father, isn't intelligence gathering a basic skill for ninjas?"

Hong stared at the crimson sunset with her bright, watery eyes.

The latter took a deep breath and tried to maintain a father's authority.

Just as he was about to start educating them, he suddenly realized something was wrong. They had only been in the ninja academy for a short time, and intelligence gathering should be a course for older students. So he changed the subject.

"Hong, tell Father who taught you to say those things just now."

"Brother Qingye."

Seeing her father finally reveal his usual gentle demeanor, Hong's tense emotions immediately dissipated.

Pointing at Qingye, he sold him without a second thought.

"It's over!"

Aoba knew something was wrong when she noticed Shinku's sudden change in tone.

Sure enough, under the care of "fatherly love", Hong told the whole story in one go, including how Qingye taught her to "collusion".

As Qingye knelt on the ground, she immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

"Okay, Father. I'll be more careful next time I copy, and I won't copy everything..."

"..."

Kurenai Yuhi took a deep breath. "Um, Kurenai, we need to rely on our own strength to complete the next Ninja Academy exam. We can't depend on others anymore. If Kurenai can also achieve a good result, then I will teach you a powerful ninjutsu."

"Okay! But what if I don't know how to do it?"

"It's okay, as long as you do your best, Hong. Keep it up, your father believes in you."

Under her father's loving care, Hong's fighting spirit was ignited, and she was full of confidence.

"Alright, Hong, you can go out first. Father wants to speak with Qingye alone."

After sending Hong away, the entire room fell silent.

"Mr....Mr. Zhen Hong, please let me explain... no, I mean, please let me clarify..."

Sensing something was wrong, Aoba quickly spoke up.

"Aoba, this is the second time!"

Kurenai approached Aoba expressionlessly, but the resentment in her eyes was almost overflowing.

"Even Buddha can only tolerate three times! If I'm recalled again because of you, I'll decide your cause of death, hmm?"

"Understood, understood! I promise!"

Sensing the faint killing intent emanating from Shiro Yuhi, Aoba swallowed hard and hurriedly raised his hand to reassure her.

"I know Araki's strength, although... cough, it's quite an achievement that you managed to cheat right under his nose!"

"But Aoba, you have excellent ninja talent, and you can't stay by Kurenai's side forever. Now that you've entered the Ninja Academy, you both have to stand on your own. It's better to stumble and suffer setbacks in the Ninja Academy than to make mistakes in missions or on the battlefield."

"I was wrong, Uncle Shinku!"

"Alright, let's leave it at that."

Yuhi Makoto sat back down at the table, picked up her teacup, and took a small sip.

"The Naraku Sight Technique interferes with the target's nervous system through chakra, forcibly triggering the materialization of deep-seated fear memories in the brain. The affected person will fall into a hallucination of their most feared scene. This is just the basic usage of this technique. Masters of illusion can even modify the illusion."

"Being able to transmit the image to Hong proves that you have mastered the essence of this technique. Today, I will teach you another technique."

After speaking, Yuhi Shinku simply raised her left hand and formed a few hand seals, causing black shadows to rise and twist in various parts of the room.

"One-handed hand seal!"

Aoba's eyes lit up, thinking to himself, "As expected of a Jonin."

He then glanced around and already knew what was going on.

A terrifying black humanoid phantom kept emerging from all parts of the room, exuding a chilling aura. If Aoba hadn't already known that this was an illusion, he would have mistaken it for some kind of eerie resurrection.

In terms of art style, it is in no way inferior to the horror movies he remembers.

【Mist Messenger Technique】

The most difficult part of this illusion is that the caster must overcome their fear of the illusion and merge with it to launch an attack.

Many beginners who learn this illusion technique are instead frightened by the black phantoms they summon.

Seeing that Aoba was not frightened at all, Yuhi Shinku nodded secretly and then began to explain the technique.

Aoba listened attentively, and with the help of the chip, he mastered the technique in less than half an hour.

"Illusion Technique: Mist Messenger Technique!"

Aoba formed a hand seal, and a black seal slowly emerged from behind him. Subsequently, three or four more black shadows appeared from the surrounding area.

Kurenai Yuhi glanced at him and nodded secretly.

"Alright, I won't say any more. Mastering and applying are two different things. The ultimate goal of all techniques is to achieve victory in battle."

"Thank you so much for your guidance!"

……

Ring ring.

With the ringing of the bell, a new day of ninja school classes officially began.

Shortly after Araki-sensei entered the classroom, hurried footsteps could be heard outside.

As a routine part of morning classes, everyone was used to it. Inoue, who was near the door, thoughtfully opened the door quickly as his footsteps approached.

"Huh? Ahhh..."

A figure, unable to brake in time, made intimate contact with the floor.

"You're late again, Uchiha Obito."

Araki Ishihara shook his head, speechless.

"Moses, dig it open, immediately, Sain, teacher."

Obito quickly stood up and apologized, "I was helping the old lady..."

"Alright, Obito, no need to explain. You've already helped old ladies for 21 days last month. Same as always, stay after school this afternoon and clean up with the other students."

"Now return to your seat."

"Okay, fine..."

Obito sat back down in his seat with a look of utter despair.

Good morning, Obito.

A gentle voice came from behind.

"Good morning, Lin."

Obito felt a little embarrassed that he always let Rin Nohara see him in such a disheveled state.

"Do your best today, Obito! And it's my turn to do chores today."

"Huh?! It's Lin's turn to be on duty today?"

Obito immediately perked up and then started grinning foolishly.

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