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Ways of Survival in Naruto

He hadn't expect to transmitted. And on top of all that! It had to be in the world of Naruto! A world— no, a dangerous universe that is dominated by alien-like beings, and hunger-power humans, who called themselves shinobi's, are obliged and expected to be loyal only to their village the moment they entered this hellish world. He, who had been transmitted into a character that wasn't cannon, will show you ways of survival in Naruto. [Disclaimer! What you see and read here are only fiction! Any places and any character you've read are not real!] 『Disclaimer! Naruto do not belong to me but only Kishimoto! Also, there characters in this work that is somewhat to other works' characters, and i disclaim that the characters you found to be similar to the others does not belong to me. The reason why is on the fifth paragraph!』 「This Naruto Fanfiction contains a lot of plot that are inspired by other novels, animes, Mangas, and manhwa's! Unfortunately, I cannot reveal the respective fictions and novels that this fanfic is inspired to, all for the sake of the plot! And it'd be unfortunate if my plans were to be discovered in such way!」 〔Cover does not belong to mine! Found it at Google, if you're the owner, please say something if you disapprove of me using it!〕 【I update everyday! Although, there may or may not be some cases that I might not be able to upload any chapters due to personal reasons!】 (Enjoy Reading!) The purpose of writing this fanfic shall be revealed at the ending of Ways Of Survival in Naruto! I hope you readers are able to stay long enough to know the purpose!

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Chapter 3 ‐ Bukijutsu (Six-Years-Old)

(First Person PoV)

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Arnis...

...was one of the sports that I had only picked up, as a hobby. It is also known as Kali or Eskrima. Arnis is a sport that is mostly known as the National Martial Art of the Philippines, which uses knives, sticks, bladed weapon, as well as open hands technique— hand-to-hand combat, joint locks and grappling— without the use of weapon.

In the past, before my transmigration, I've only heed Arnis as nothing more than a hobby of mine. There was a time where I had planned using Arnis as my future career, but unfortunately for me, a friend backstabbed my opportunity and accused me of using Arnis in a wrong way by threatening my schoolmates with the use of Arnis.

I grit my teeth in annoyance. Just thinking about it again is making me want to shove the stick up in the fucker's ass.

I picked the stick, of what I think to be the best choice, and headed to my personal Training Ground. Well, to be precise, the Yamanaka Patriarch's Training Ground ever since the two previous generations.

Exhaling a breathe, I starts with the Forward Stance— which are commonly used with frontal striking or blocking technique— as I move my right foot forward until my knee and toe are in line to each other. Both of my toes are pointing in front, my waist and body is facing forward. The position of my body should not be too low nor should the lead foot be extended to, 'else I'd be having a hard time to maneuver.

The technique I'm about to use is called the Twelve Basic Stricking Techniques. As the name of the technique had displayed, this technique I'm about to use are the most basic attacks. I had once asked my mentor as to why my batchmates and I were still not learning new techniques despite already learning and knowing the Twelve Basic Stricking Techniques, as I call it TBST.

His answer to my question made me awe. His answer was rational and accurate that it strucked me to the core and still does.

'Mastering the basic skills of striking builds the core foundations and ensures further development and skill progression following the correct techniques. Meaning, the more you familiarize and practice the correct formation of the basic strikes, the more you'll be able to move accurately at ease with the feeling of being repulsive to your actions against your opponent yet seemingly still in control.'

In the TBST, as the name had mentioned, there are only twelve striking areas.

Twisting my wrist to an angle of one o'clock as I pull my hand towards my shoulders to strick the wooden dummy. I swing my arm in the one o'clock direction in a slashing action while placing my left hand on my chest. The action should be a diagonal downward swing to the left temple of the enemy.

'Left Temple Strike.'

Diagonally swinging the stick downward in a backhand swing to the right temple of the dummy as it made a slight impact.

'Right Temple Strike.'

Somewhat similar to the Left Temple Strike but with the opposite side.

'Left Torso Strike.'

'Right Torso Strike.'

.... I continued practicing my basic strikes, taking a small break and resumes my practice. I can already tell that my body hadn't swing a sword in the past judging from my observations on how my swings were completely sloppy and out of place.

Sigh... seems there's a lot to work out.

Months passed by as I continued my training. During morning I'd improve my body and Arnis, while on the afternoon I'd be training my chakra control with the goal of mastering the Rasengan. Despite with my belief that 'Time is Limited', I didn't rushed my Rasengan training, after all, Rasengan is a Jutsu that took the creator, Namikaze Minato, three years to complete. And as for his son, Uzumaki Naruto, the protagonist of this world, despite being a dunderhead— he is a genuis when it comes to creativity— he used his Shadow Clone in assist of keeping the shell of the Rasengan as the original Naruto creates with the rotation.

But see, contrary to the popular belief, this kind of method of using the Shadow Clone in assist of making the Rasengan can be applied to everyone, but, in reality this only applies to shinobi's who possess much more chakra than the average population. But this kind of method isn't entirely impossible if one happens to destroy their 'limit'.

Anyways, as of now, I've mastered the first step: Rotation, and is currently learning the second step.

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"Whaaaat?" I exaggerate with a high-pitch tone.

What the fuck does this older brother of mine saying that this mother fuckin' tangerine head will be my escort from now on?!

I chuckled mirthlessly. "Brother, there's no need to add a second escort. I already have Wisteria!"

"Well, Tobias, we need Wisteria's strength in the frontlines."

"Bu—" I tried to argue and explain that this tangerine is way more useful in the frontline than Wisteria but Inoichi held out a hand and shook his head.

"I've already made my final decision and you shall and will comply to my orders." He said in a stern tone, "Besides, I've personally sponsored Vū and he is more than capable of being your escort."

Capable or not is not the main issue here, you mot$#*$#%@*$%%*@%$$#*#*$%$#%@*#%@*$%#@! The problem is this guys' future son is a dog that will soon serve that delusional war hawk.

Yamanaka Fū! His son!

I can tell that this guy is already bad luck just by looking at him!

... in the end I wasn't capable of changing my brother's decision.

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