Traveling Through Multiple Realms: The Supporting Character's Counterattack

The success in mastering the shuriken technique gave Genma immense confidence.

He clearly realized that the insight and talent brought about by the soul completion far exceeded his initial imagination.

This is not just about learning quickly, but also about a profound, almost instinctive understanding and control over the nature of energy and power.

In addition, the continuous optimization brought about by sharing his physique with Abel over the past three months has made the amount of chakra in his body "enormous".

With a solid foundation, it's time to activate the "self-created" ninjutsu that's almost a must-have for transmigrators after arriving in the Naruto world.

He remembered his past life, where the Naruto world was jokingly referred to by netizens as "The Legend of the Eyes in the Five Villages' Melee", "The History of the Otsutsuki Clan's Internal Strife", and, most importantly for his current goal, "A Documentary on Making Rasengan from Beginner to Burial".

"Rasengan!"

Genma stood by the babbling brook and whispered the name of the spell.

He knew very well that his current shuriken technique might be very effective against genin or some chunin, but against experienced special jonin or even jonin, it seemed a bit flashy and ineffective.

Born into a commoner family, he had no access to any high-level ninjutsu scrolls at the ninja academy. To acquire a powerful attack method, developing his own Rasengan was practically the only option.

Fortunately, for him, who loved online novels in his previous life, the detailed principles and steps of "making dumplings" had already been studied countless times by the protagonists of all the worlds.

After the soul is restored, those seemingly forgotten details that I once saw can now be clearly recalled.

"Step one, rotate."

He didn't aim too high, but instead started strictly according to the steps he remembered.

He bought some very ordinary balloons from the clutter piled up in the small shop.

He filled a balloon with water, tied the opening tightly, and a water balloon was completed.

Genma held the water sphere in his right palm, his eyes focused.

He carefully mobilized the chakra within his body, not simply releasing it, but attempting to make it rotate randomly in different directions at a single "point" in the center of his palm.

"Buzz..."

Subtle fluctuations of chakra rippled in his palm. However, the rotation he envisioned did not materialize perfectly; the flow of chakra became chaotic, with most of the energy simply dissipating into the air in vain, and only a very small portion having any effect.

"puff……"

The water sphere swayed gently a few times, causing a few insignificant ripples in the water inside, before falling still.

"As expected, imagination and practice are two different things."

Genma was not discouraged; instead, he showed an expression of "I knew it."

If A-rank ninjutsu could be copied so easily, it wouldn't deserve to be called A-rank ninjutsu.

The difficulty of this first step, "rotation," lies in the extremely subtle and unconventional control of chakra, which requires allowing energy to self-conflict and stir within a very small range.

He didn't rush to try a second time. Instead, he closed his eyes, carefully savoring the feeling of chakra flow he had just experienced, and analyzing the reasons for his failure: "The rotating 'heart' wasn't focused enough, and the chakra output points were too scattered. It needs to be more concentrated and focused, like gathering an invisible stirring rod at your fingertips..."

A moment later, he lifted the water sphere again, and chakra slowly surged in his palm.

This time, he focused more on mental concentration, pouring all his thoughts into that tiny "point" in his palm, trying to control his chakra and guide it into its initial, clumsy rotation.

"Puff..."

The water inside the water sphere began to slosh around noticeably, forming a small whirlpool. However, the whirlpool was extremely unstable and dissipated instantly.

However, this brief success has already caught Genji's eye.

"There's a chance!"

He stopped and tried again and again.

Failure, learn from it, and try again.

The water sphere in his hand trembled slightly at times and splashed with chaotic water inside at other times, but it was still far from destroying the entire water sphere from the inside.

The afterglow of the setting sun cast his shadow long across the stream, and the boy's focused figure and the murmuring of the flowing water created a tranquil and resolute scene.

One balloon after another burst, but his eyes grew brighter and brighter.

After mastering the ability to burst the water sphere, Genma didn't slack off at all and immediately threw himself into the next stage of Rasengan training—ball practice.

He had already prepared a thick rubber ball.

Unlike thin and fragile balloons, rubber balls are hundreds of times more durable.

To break it with just the rotation of chakra, the amount of chakra required, the intensity of the rotation, and the precision of control are far beyond what the first stage can compare to.

This process is by no means something that can be accomplished overnight.

As a result, Genma's pace of life became even more intense.

That small rubber ball had almost become a part of his body.

During breaks at the ninja academy, while other students were laughing and playing, he would find a secluded corner, lean against the wall, and quietly hold a ball in his right palm. Chakra, like a trickle, would continuously try to condense and rotate in his palm.

At first, progress was frustratingly slow.

No matter how much chakra he channeled, the ball remained motionless, lying quietly in his palm as if mocking his overestimation of his abilities.

The rotational force of the chakra acted on the surface of the ball, like a gentle breeze blowing on rocks, barely able to budge it.

However, Genma's will had already been honed to an unparalleled level during his training in wielding the shuriken.

He knew that this was not a lack of skill, but rather that the accumulation of "strength" had not yet reached the critical point of qualitative change.

What he needs to do is to continuously output, adjust, and optimize, making the chakra vortex in his palm more solid and more destructive.

The grove after school became his main battlefield for "competing" with the ball.

He often trains for hours on end, until night falls, his chakra is almost depleted, and his arms are sore and numb, before he stops to rest.

As the days went by, the balls were worn out, not because they burst instantly, but because their surfaces gradually became rough and lost their elasticity under the daily chakra wash and rotational friction, eventually breaking and becoming unusable under the strain.

The progress, though slow, is real and tangible.

Genma could clearly feel that the invisible chakra vortex in his palm was becoming more and more "textured".

At first, he could only make the surface of the ball vibrate very slightly, then he could make the inside of the ball emit a dull "humming" sound, and finally, he could even barely make the ball show a very brief and unstable deformation in his palm.

This perception of the steadily increasing power of chakra rotation gave him tremendous encouragement.

He understood that quantitative changes were leading to qualitative changes, and breaking through that boundary was only a matter of time.

That evening, Genma was practicing his ball skills by the stream, as usual.

The setting sun cast a long shadow of him, and sweat trickled down his forehead.

The ball in his palm emitted its familiar buzzing sound again and began to bounce slightly and irregularly.

Genma held his breath and focused all his attention on one point.

He could feel the chakra spinning in his palm reaching an unprecedented intensity, like a small storm compressed to its limit.

"Now!"

He silently chanted in his mind and suddenly unleashed his chakra to its maximum power.

"Pfft—sizzle!"

A dull cracking sound rang out.

The ball in his palm did not burst like a balloon, but was forcibly torn and twisted from the center by an invisible force, with the rubber fragments collapsing inward to form an unsightly hole.

Successful.

Genma looked at the broken ball in his palm, let out a long sigh of relief, and a bright smile bloomed on his tired face.

Although it is still far from a perfect and stable Rasengan, this breakthrough in the second step, the "ball stage," is of great significance.

This proves that he has chosen the right path and that he has the potential to master this A-rank ninjutsu.

He threw the broken ball into the stream and watched it drift away with the current, his heart filled with anticipation for the next stage—"maintaining" and "releasing".

He knew that the real challenge might have just begun.

But at this moment, the lingering sensation of wild spinning in his palm filled him with confidence.