Chapter 25: Shadow Clone

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At this moment, inside the dojo of the Uchiha Tōshirō household, a figure was wielding a sword with both hands, continuously slashing at a wooden dummy. As time passed, the sound of the iron sword clashing with the wooden dummy, like a storm, became a continuous rhythm.

He knew no sword techniques, such as Drawn Sword Slash or Iaijutsu, though he had heard of them, he had no specific training methods. He didn't care; he just followed the basic sword techniques taught by his clan, repeatedly practicing each move with speed, accuracy, and ferocity.

Suddenly, a whistling sound broke the air, and a wooden ball the size of an egg shot towards Tōshirō's back just as he was delivering a powerful strike. It was the moment when his old strength had waned and new strength had yet to build up.

Seeming to have sensed it, Tōshirō did not panic. He slightly moved his arm holding the sword and gently pulled it back. With a 'clang,' the ball collided violently with the hilt of the sword. He easily dealt with the attack and continued to slash at the dummy with his long sword.

After some time, another whistling sound came from the front side, this time at the perfect moment. It was when he was thrusting his sword at the dummy, making it difficult to change his move mid-action. He twisted his waist and lowered his head, abandoning the attack and successfully dodging the ball.

This was a new training method he had devised for himself. In a previous life, he had read about a world champion swimmer whose coach constantly created unexpected situations during training, such as leaking goggles or torn swimsuits, to enhance the swimmer's ability to handle unexpected events in competitions.

Inspired by this, every time he trained in taijutsu or kenjutsu, he would arrange for a Shadow Clone to hold a crossbow specially ordered from Uchiha Tetsuhei. The clone would silently shoot a wooden ball at him. Sometimes, the clone would even tamper with his iron sword or the dummy to train his ability to handle unexpected attacks in battle.

Even his daily morning runs through the forest were planned from different angles to help him adapt to new environments, enhancing his high-speed running and jumping skills.

In his view, this was absolutely necessary. Ninja battles were always unexpected and filled with suddenness and uncertainty. Their high attack, high agility, and low defense characteristics made ninjas prone to deceive their opponents and launch sudden attacks to achieve a one-hit kill.

He wasn't sure if it was due to the rigorous training in recent years, which had unlocked hidden attributes in his body, or the continuous morning meditation that made him more attuned to nature.

At the beginning of this training, he was often hit by the wooden balls. Even when he deliberately chose fleshy areas, it caused him great pain.

Gradually, Uchiha Tōshirō felt he had developed a certain sense of perception. Whenever a wooden ball approached, he seemed to have a premonition, as if they were connected. Even during his morning runs, he could sometimes sense something amiss in the forest, though the range was still limited to a few meters around him.

As for why he chose wooden balls instead of sharp items like kunai, he wasn't a masochist. Even a wooden kunai launched from a crossbow could cause injury and bleeding.

After nearly an hour of sword training, Uchiha Tōshirō took a large sip of salt water to replenish his body's nutrients.

At the same time, he couldn't help but complain about the Shadow Clone. It had tampered with the dummy, nearly slapping him down. Was it trying to give him a big slap?

[I am the main body, you know! Have you ever considered my feelings...]

[Fortunately, I recently canceled the shuriken throwing training; otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to handle it!]

He believed that shuriken were useful for genin and chunin but had little effect for jounin, Kage-level, or beyond.

Regarding the famous Uchiha 'Kunai Manipulation Technique,' where kunai or shuriken collide in mid-air to change their trajectory and attack the enemy, as seen in the original story when Itachi showed off, he would try it after activating his Sharingan.

Speaking of the Sharingan, he wanted to complain. Didn't others activate it immediately upon transmigration? Opening it at two or three years old was common, and at four or five years old was standard. But he got nothing. It was really frustrating; he must have transmigrated into a fake world (⊙o⊙)

[Could it be because I hadn't refined my chakra yet?]

Lying on a specially custom-made rocking chair in the living room, he swayed back and forth, letting his mind wander.

"Here it comes!"

Suddenly, a stream of information flooded his mind, accompanied by a faint sense of fatigue. Glancing at the clock in the living room, the hands pointed to 11:50.

Ten minutes ago, the ninja school had ended its morning classes, and the Shadow Clone had found a secluded spot to dispel itself.

At this moment, he was receiving the information from the entire morning, which the Shadow Clone had learned at school. Of course, it wasn't the classroom knowledge but a book he had brought along, detailing medical ninjutsu and training methods.

After several experiments with the Shadow Clone technique, he had a good understanding of his compatibility with the jutsu. Thanks to being a transmigrant and an Uchiha, his mental energy was outstanding among his clan and peers, nearly two to three times stronger.

Even his physical energy was significantly stronger than his peers, though the difference was not as great as with the Senju and Uzumaki clans, who were physical freaks.

If the Shadow Clone was used for too long or engaged in too much physical activity, the accumulated fatigue would be hard for his body to handle. However, mentally, it was much easier. The knowledge the Shadow Clone learned in the morning would flood his mind, causing some fatigue, but a short nap would usually resolve it.

Given this, his use of the Shadow Clone became clear. Activities that required minimal physical exertion, such as learning new knowledge, training chakra properties, attending cultural classes at the ninja school, and assisting in his training, were all delegated to the Shadow Clone. He himself focused on strengthening his physical body.

After all, not everyone was like Naruto of the Uzumaki clan, who, from a young age, received the positive chakra of the Nine-Tails, which enhanced his body. At just twelve or thirteen, he could easily create two to three thousand Shadow Clones, truly a monster.

(End of Chapter)