Naruto: I get stronger by drawing lots

Sasuke immediately took out the shuriken he was carrying, holding three in one hand, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

The next moment, six shuriken flew out simultaneously.

The sound of the wooden board being hit echoed. Looking over, four of the six shuriken were in the exact center, while the other two were at the nine-ring mark, just slightly off.

This is already quite good. Although it can't compare to Itachi, Sasuke learned and trained all of this on his own.

The efficiency of training alone is very different from that of having someone to teach you. If you give Sasuke a teacher, his growth rate will be incredibly fast.

"not bad."

Itachi clapped, offering encouragement to Sasuke, which was indeed true.

In this era, Sasuke's talent is already enough to be called genius.

There's no need to rush things. In the past, there were hardly any days of peace. Most people were squeezing out their potential to quickly improve their strength.

Some things have age limits; it's not always better to do them as early as possible.

"However, it's still a little short, Sasuke. Take a look at mine."

Itachi raised a finger and laughed, while Sasuke looked at him with a puzzled expression.

"Kunai and shuriken are the most commonly used ninja tools. Generally speaking, once a ninja becomes powerful, few people use them anymore."

Itachi walked to Sasuke's spot, and Sasuke made way for him and moved aside.

"Most people think that throwing shuriken is not very necessary, but that's just because they are not skilled enough."

"No move is absolutely invincible, nor is any move absolutely weak. We need to be creative, creative enough to realize this statement."

As Itachi spoke, he held six shuriken in his hand as well. He did not activate his Sharingan because there was no need to.

Even without the Sharingan, one can still make shuriken look amazing.

“Look at Sasuke seriously. Chakra can be used.”

Itachi flung them out directly; the six shuriken spun rapidly, flying at the same speed.

The six shuriken transformed into a streak of black light, seemingly about to merge together midway through their flight.

"This is."

Sasuke watched this scene; there were obvious thin lines connecting the six shuriken, which Itachi had deliberately shown Sasuke.

dang!

The six shuriken clashed together, producing a crisp sound of metal striking metal.

After the sound, the six shuriken did not stop, but instead accelerated and flew in different directions.

"fire."

Itachi began forming hand seals, and what happened next would completely overturn Sasuke's understanding of shuriken throwing. No, anyone would be stunned by Itachi's next move.

Sasuke could see the chakra threads on one hand break off, but the broken threads were still wrapped around the shuriken.

"wind."

The same operation was performed with the other hand, and in this way, all six shuriken were freed from the control of the chakra threads.

"Ninjutsu."

A gust of wind began to blow, inexplicably scattering the six shuriken together.

Three shuriken were entwined with the wind, three shuriken were burning with fire, and that's how the six shuriken clashed together.

dang!

With another crisp sound, the six shuriken collided and bounced off once again.

pang!

At that moment, an explosion occurred in the middle of the six shuriken, and the chakra threads wrapped around their bodies suddenly linked together.

Driven by the wind shuriken, the six shuriken actually spun in a circle here.

"Wind and Fire Shuriken".

As soon as Itachi finished speaking, a fire tornado rose up.

With just six shuriken, he actually created a fire tornado!

Chapter 384: The Lonely Child

"hey-hey."

He struck one pose after another.

Naruto stood in front of the mirror with his schoolbag on his back.

Today is my first day of school, and I even received a small schoolbag from three generations of relatives.

Naruto had longed for this day for a long time: to enter the Ninja Academy, become a ninja, grow stronger, and eventually become the Hokage recognized by everyone in the village.

This is Naruto's dream, and the path he will take next.

"it is good!"

Naruto cheered himself up, then took a deep breath. He looked great in the mirror.

Naruto took one last look, then turned and started walking away.

I'm going out.

There was no one in the house, but Naruto still called out, even though there would be no response.

As Naruto stepped outside, a gentle breeze caressed his face, ruffling his red hair. He felt a cool sensation, but after a short while, the sun shone down, quickly dispelling the coolness and leaving only a warm feeling.

"What a beautiful day!"

Feeling this warmth, Naruto walked towards school with his little schoolbag on his back.

Of course, seven years had passed, and even though Naruto was still young, he understood his situation. He was already very familiar with the inconspicuous paths in the village.

Naruto walked along this narrow path, which was devoid of sunlight and even emitted a dirty and foul odor.

But there was no other way; Naruto had to live like this. Otherwise, the villagers would constantly scold him, and that was the least of their worries. Some of the more mischievous children would even throw things at him, and the adults wouldn't stop them either.

Because in their eyes, Naruto was like a rat crossing the street, and it was only right for him to be beaten and scolded. If a rat is beaten, does it need to be stopped?

In their view, this situation was similar in nature to how Naruto was treated.

"We're almost at school."

Naruto walked through the narrow, dirty, and smelly alley, his face beaming with excitement.

School was the place he most wanted to go; it held Naruto's dreams and future.

"Look, the monster is coming."

"Who let this brat come here?"

"Is this wretched brat going to school too? What on earth is the Hokage doing?!"

Harsh words kept popping out from the side, and Naruto could hear every single one of them clearly.

These words were like knives, cutting into Naruto's heart again and again.

"Get away, monster! I don't want to go to school with a monster!"

Naruto stood at the school gate with his head down when a small pebble was thrown at him and hit him.

A sour, not-too-big-painful feeling made Naruto's throat move, and tears welled up in his eyes uncontrollably.

"Fellow villagers, this child's school enrollment is my arrangement."

A huge shadow enveloped Naruto, like a protective shield, directly blocking the malicious words and pebbles.

Naruto looked up and saw that the figure was only slightly taller than him.

"Three generations of grandfathers."

Naruto looked at the person in front of him and revealed his true identity.

"Are you alright, Naruto? I'm here."

Seeing this response, the surrounding villagers all turned their heads away, and even the children stopped throwing stones at Naruto.

"Thank you, Grandpa Three Generations."

Naruto gritted his teeth and forced back his tears; for Naruto, these were tears that couldn't fall.

He didn't want to admit that he was so vulnerable, and that the Hokage would never cry. No matter how difficult the situation, the Hokage would always stand at the forefront and protect Konoha behind him.

This is the Hokage, the person Naruto aspires to become.

After entering the school, the Third Hokage helped Naruto complete his enrollment, and they arrived at a rather remote place.

"Iruka!"

The Third Hokage glanced at Iruka, who was rushing over from a distance.

"Lord Hokage, I am very sorry, Naruto Uzumaki had already set off when I arrived."

Iruka began his report, and the Third Hokage also turned his gaze to Naruto, who was standing to the side.

"Naruto, didn't I tell you? Someone will come to pick you up."

"I'm sorry, third-generation grandfather."

Naruto lowered his head in apology. He had simply been too excited and had gotten up very early in the morning. He had gone out with high hopes, without considering the consequences.

The Third Hokage sighed and gently stroked Naruto's hair.

"It's okay. Focus on your studies at school and achieve your dreams."

"Yes!!! I will definitely become Hokage and gain the recognition of everyone in the village."

As Naruto spoke, Iruka watched this scene in disbelief.

Iruka knew Naruto's true identity perfectly well. To be honest, Iruka himself hated Naruto very much because Naruto was the incarnation of the Demon Fox, and the Demon Fox was the monster that killed Iruka's parents.

To Iruka, no, to most people, Naruto is the demon fox who destroyed their village and their families.

Seeing Naruto shouting like that, Iruka's disgust lessened considerably.

Iruka is a rational person and a respectable teacher. Even though he sees Naruto as the incarnation of the demon fox who killed his parents, Iruka still regards Naruto as a student, one of his students.