Chapter 3

Chapter 2 - New generation

Still early in the morning, a slight fresh breeze was blowing, and the sun was just rising, coloring the whole of Konoha with a sense of peace and tranquility. Caravans of merchants passed through the city gates, countless merchant shops opened one after another, ordinary civilians prepared for the coming day, and ninja, risking their lives, set off on a long journey. Like a domino effect, the village routine boiled over. Omnipresent harmony reigned, but not everywhere...

"Time to spare no one, and the Uchiha clan needs a new pillar of support that will revive the former glory of the Uchiha. Many shinobi have been trained under my guidance before becoming a qualified shinobi, and you are no exception. You will be my final masterpiece!" Makato's voice was filled with deep awe.

Located near Konoha in a small clearing in the middle of an endless forest, Makato and Ryu were alone. Everywhere you can see various traces of ninjutsu, broken trees, all kinds of obstacles and rusty kunai that have been here for years.

"You are still in the rapid growth stage and very young. Your body is your temple, and laying a solid foundation is the first priority. Movement coordination, reaction, stamina, climbing, explosive power, breathing, honed hearing, agility and speed are all aspects of a shinobi ninja. You must hone everything to perfection. The sweat and blood you shed in pursuit of perfection is the guarantee of your survival in the future." Old Man Makato spoke in a slow tone as he walked around Ryu and looked at him with a strange tinge in his eyes.

"Ninjutsu, genjutsu, fuinjutsu, kenjutsu… There is no need to rush to all of these. Chakra control is the most underrated part of training from all over the ninja world. A high level of chakra control will be one of the key factors in your growth and victories in bloody battles..." Makato spoke in an extremely stern tone and non-stop talked about all aspects of a shinobi's life.

Opposite the old man, Ryu carefully and seriously absorbed his every word. Ryu, as a native of this world, has a basic understanding of shinobi, but now he couldn't help but wonder about the standard of a "qualified" shinobi in the old man's eyes and how difficult it is to live up to his expectations. Each of Makato's minimum standards for a "qualified" shinobi was something that for others was the single highest achievement in their lives. Be it super-speed hand seal folding, vast sensory perception, powerful ninjutsu arsenal, terrifying taijutsu body, fine chakra control and so on.

But... when you think about it, if the Uchiha didn't meet these requirements, could they dominate the shinobi world and instill fear in generations? It was as if Ryu had an epiphany. Like every child, he always listened to all sorts of legends about the ancestors of the Uchiha, their history, achievements and adventures. It was no secret to anyone how strong each member of the Uchiha clan was. For centuries, the world of shinoba has only been the scene of the Uchiha clans and their sworn enemy, the Senju. In each generation of the two clans, shinobi were born whose strength was equal to the gods, and this continued until they united. Uchiha Madara and Senju Hashirama are now just echoes of the past, and it's time for the next generation.

But where are the Uchiha and Senju clans now? The Uchiha clan remained true to itself and the purity of blood, but the former glory disappeared with the departure of Madara, and the Senju had already completely died out. Only the Uchiha remained. Ryu, believing himself to be the greatest genius of the Uchiha clan, could not help but be filled with an ambitious desire to conquer the shinobi world. No more Senju who opposed and crushed the ambitions of the Uchiha clan. Ryu's eyes couldn't help but light up with greedy ambition at the thought that this whole world was a stage for him alone. His ego grew rapidly, by leaps and bounds.

"Heh… Yes, the stage is just for you…" Makato couldn't help but chuckle. In his right eye, a Sharingan with three tomoe was spinning, which soon deactivated. Extending his single shriveled hand, Makade patted Ryu on the shoulder, snapping him out of his "trance".

"Ryu, it's time to start your preparations."

Ryu noticed that he was too "thinking" and was taken aback.

"I'm sorry, grandfather. I thought a little, this will not happen again."

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Ninja Academy located at the foot of the Hokage Rock.

Today is the admission day for new students to the Ninja Academy. The gates were wide open to everyone, and the ninja stood some distance away to keep order. Children and their parents gathered in the spacious territory of the academy.

Soon, Ryu arrived there, accompanied by old man Makato. Behind them is the famous Hatake Sakumo, known as the White Fang of Konoha. He accompanied his son Hatake Kakashi. You can also see other children from famous clans such as Hyuga, Sarutobi, Yuhi, Nara, Yamanaka and so on. There were a lot of people and it was also very noisy.

Silence soon fell with the appearance of one person, before the noise reigned again.

"The Third Hokage has arrived!"

"Wow! It really is the Third Hokage!"

"Welcome Third Hokage!"

Amid the loud screams of the Konoha residents, the Third Hokage began his usual speech. "When the leaves of the tree dance, one can meet the flame. The shadow of the fire will light up the village, and again the leaves of the trees will be reborn…" The Third Hokage tirelessly began his grandiose speech about the Will of Fire.

All ordinary people and their children listened to his speech with bliss, unlike representatives of famous clans.

"Don't trust this old snake… This old man is a master of manipulation." Makato couldn't help reminding his grandson.