Traveling Through Multiple Realms: The Supporting Character's Counterattack

The next day was the first day of the Ninja Academy.

The afterglow of spring break hadn't faded yet, and the streets of Konoha Village were busier than usual.

Among the bustling crowd, many were parents shopping for new school supplies with their children.

Genma walked on his way to school, feeling the vibrant atmosphere that was so different from winter.

His goal was clear: the newly opened large department store in the center of the village.

The opening promotions are quite attractive to ordinary families, but what attracts Genshin Impact even more is the "Ninja Tournament" banner hanging on the stage in front of the mall, and the kunai made of chakra metal that serve as prizes.

Chakra metal, a rare material that can conduct chakra exceptionally well, is a coveted treasure for any ninja.

Even a small kunai is extremely valuable, as it can greatly enhance the power of ninja tool throwing and the effect of chakra attachment.

It is said that the owner of this department store was a wealthy nobleman from the Land of Fire. In order to enhance the reputation of the department store, he crafted a kunai from a small piece of chakra metal as a prize for the champion of the ninjutsu tournament.

The stage was already surrounded by layers of spectators, mostly ordinary villagers and some serious people who hadn't gone on missions.

The ninjutsu competition was open only to students from the ninja academy. Under the influence of the host's persuasive words and the lure of generous prizes, the students eagerly took to the stage to showcase their best ninjutsu.

Three seemingly experienced Chunin served as judges, scoring the techniques based on their difficulty, effectiveness, and execution.

"Look, it's Asuma!"

A student shouted.

Sarutobi Asuma confidently leaped onto the stage, his hand seals practiced with practiced ease, and he took a deep breath: "Fire Release: Flame Bullet!"

A blazing fireball roared out, small in size but condensed and stable. It drew an arc in the air before striking the pre-set target in the distance, eliciting a gasp of surprise.

As expected of the Hokage's son, to have mastered C-rank Fire Release to this extent at such a young age is truly remarkable.

"9 points! 9 points! 9 points! Total score 27 points! The highest score so far!"

The host announced loudly.

Asuma proudly raised his chin, his gaze sweeping over Kurenai Yuhi in the crowd below the stage, clearly quite satisfied with his performance.

"Damn it, this guy got to steal the spotlight!"

Not to be outdone, Obito Uchiha rushed onto the stage, shouting, "Watch this! Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique!"

However, perhaps because he was too eager to impress Rin Nohara, Obito's hands trembled slightly when he formed hand seals, and his chakra was mobilized too hastily. With a "poof," he exhaled a thick cloud of smoke from his mouth, choking himself and coughing repeatedly, which drew good-natured laughter from the audience.

"Zero points!" "Zero points!" "Zero points!"

The judges showed no mercy.

Obito immediately wilted and slunk off the stage, not daring to look at Rin's expression.

Several more students went up to the stage, but none of them performed as well as Asma, with the highest score remaining at 25 points.

Seeing that no one else was going up, Genma felt that the time had come.

He originally intended to demonstrate the Chakra Scalpel, a sophisticated A-rank medical ninjutsu that would be enough to impress everyone present.

But just as he was about to take a step, he caught a glimpse of two very conspicuous "punk" figures on the outskirts of the crowd out of the corner of his eye—one with golden hair as bright as the sun, and the other with bright red hair as vivid as flames.

These are the parents of the future protagonist—Minato Namikaze and Kushina Uzumaki.

Genma's heart stirred, and then an even bolder, even slightly wicked, idea surged into his mind.

"Now that we've met the real deal, we'll have to face it sooner or later..."

Genma thought to himself, "I wonder if you've developed the Rasengan by now?"

He changed his mind and walked straight to the stage.

"Oh! Another brave young warrior has come up to the stage! It's Genma Shiranui, the famous ninja academy student!"

The host introduced the event enthusiastically.

The audience watched the handsome, calm boy with curiosity, wondering what kind of ninjutsu he could demonstrate.

Asuma crossed his arms and looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze. He didn't believe that this usually unassuming classmate could surpass his own Flame Bullet.

Genma didn't form any hand seals; he simply raised his right hand calmly.

The next moment, to everyone's astonishment, a massive amount of chakra frantically gathered, compressed, and spun in his palm, emitting a high-frequency buzzing sound. A blue chakra sphere rapidly took shape, radiating a heart-palpitating energy fluctuation.

"What is that?"

"No need for hand seals?"

"Ninjutsu without hand seals? How is that possible!"

……

The audience erupted in cheers and exclamations.

The three judges looked at each other, their faces showing difficulty. How were they supposed to score this unheard-of technique?

On the outskirts of the crowd, Minato Namikaze's pupils contracted sharply the moment the Rasengan appeared, and the gentle smile that had been on his face froze instantly.

He subconsciously looked at Kushina beside him, and Kushina was also staring at him with wide eyes, her ruby-like eyes filled with disbelief.

"Minato, that couldn't be...?"

Kushina lowered her voice, her tone full of surprise and doubt.

Minato slowly shook his head, his gaze fixed on the blue orb in Genma's palm. His voice was slightly hoarse: "It can't be such a coincidence, can it? This technique of mine is still in the development and conceptualization stage, I haven't even named it yet, and someone has already gotten it first..."

The shock he felt was beyond words. It wasn't just the similarity of the technique; the way the chakra was circulated and the ultimate concept of its transformation were so similar to the technique he had conceived in his mind.

Even more remarkably, the young man on stage performed with such effortless ease.

On the stage, Genma took in the reactions of everyone below, especially the shock of Minato and Kushina.

Knowing he had achieved half his goal, he no longer hesitated. He pressed the Rasengan in his palm slightly downwards, not slamming it into the ground, but instead directing its energy to explode diagonally forward—

"Unleash your power!"

boom--!

A powerful gust of air swept outwards from the Rasengan like a typhoon, tearing the stage curtain wildly. Spectators nearby were blown around, their clothes billowing wildly, and some children in the front row had their hats blown off.

The intense wind pressure lasted for several seconds before gradually subsiding.

The entire arena fell silent, save for the lingering buzzing of the Rasengan.

This is just the wind pressure caused by the dissipation of energy; if it were to directly hit a target, the power would be unimaginable.

The three judges, recovering from their shock, exchanged opinions in hushed tones, and finally raised their scorecards simultaneously:

10 points! 10 points! 10 points!

Full score!

A perfect score without a doubt!

Whether it was the originality of the technique, the chakra control it demonstrated, or its terrifying power, it far surpassed all previous demonstrations.

"Thirty...thirty points! Total score thirty points! The winner is Genma Shiranui!"

The host's voice trembled slightly with excitement.

Thunderous applause and cheers erupted from the audience.

Asuma opened his mouth, then sighed helplessly, but his eyes were full of admiration, while Obito had a "monster" expression on his face.

Genma calmly released the Rasengan in his hand and accepted the heavy chakra metal kunai with a special metallic luster from the organizer.

It feels slightly cool to the touch, and you can clearly feel its excellent chakra conduction.

He raised his head, his gaze passing over the cheering crowd, and looked again in the direction of Minato and Kushina.

Minato Namikaze was also looking at him. The shock in his azure eyes was gone, replaced by an extremely complex expression—curiosity, inquiry, excitement at meeting a like-minded person, and perhaps a subtle sense of loss at being "snatched" first.

But he quickly gave Genma a gentle, kind smile and nodded slightly.

Kushina Uzumaki, on the other hand, looked curious and excited, nudged Minato with her elbow, and whispered something.

Genma understood; the seed had been planted.

He didn't approach to speak, but simply nodded slightly in the direction of the water gate, then turned around and walked off the stage amidst the envious or admiring gazes of the crowd.