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While Naruto was busy mastering the fundamentals of basic shuriken throwing to perfection,
Iruka-sensei was giving a brief explanation to the class.
Then—
seeing the eager expressions on his students' faces,
he decided it was time to let them try for themselves.
He divided them into groups of ten.
Each group would take turns practicing with ten wooden training posts.
"Yosh! Just watch closely—you're about to see greatness!"
"Wahaha! I understood everything Iruka-sensei said. I'm clearly a genius at shuriken throwing!"
"Hmph! Step aside, peasants! Prepare to witness my skills!"
The first group lined up.
Everyone looked incredibly confident.
After all, based on Iruka's explanation,
shurikenjutsu didn't seem complicated—
just grip firmly, throw fast, and aim well. As long as you have hands, right?
Iruka stood to the side, covering his forehead in quiet resignation.
What a bunch of cocky little brats...
He could already predict how this was going to end.
And then—
the first group began their throws.
The result?
Not a single shuriken landed cleanly on target.
"Haha! That was tragic!"
"Not one of them hit anything!"
"I can't breathe! This is hilarious!"
The other students waiting their turn burst into laughter at the poor showing.
The first group turned red with embarrassment.
They wanted to argue—but the evidence was embedded in the dirt, not the targets.
"All right, that's enough laughing," Iruka said, stepping forward.
"Everyone's first try goes like this. This is why becoming a shinobi isn't easy."
He looked at the class with uncharacteristic seriousness.
"To become a real ninja who protects the village, you need to train hard and never give up. Only with perseverance can you become strong."
The students went quiet, moved by Iruka's words.
Their laughter faded, replaced by quiet nods.
"Yes, Iruka-sensei," they replied in unison.
Iruka nodded, satisfied.
"Very good. Second group—on the field!"
This group included Nara Shikamaru and Uchiha Sasuke.
"Tch… What a drag," Shikamaru muttered, shuriken in hand, strolling lazily into position.
Sasuke, on the other hand, said nothing.
He stepped forward with silent confidence.
At Iruka's signal, the group threw their shuriken simultaneously.
A series of sharp whoosh! sounds split the air.
After the dust settled, only two students had hit the target:
Shikamaru and Sasuke.
Iruka narrowed his eyes, examining the posts more closely.
Shikamaru had one clean hit.
Sasuke, however, had perfectly landed all his throws—not only accurate, but precise beyond his years.
"Amazing…" Iruka murmured.
So this is the shurikenjutsu of the Uchiha Clan…
The Uchiha were known as one of Konoha's most powerful clans.
Their unique shuriken techniques could appear simple on the surface,
but in the hands of an Uchiha, they could become something beautiful—
even evolve into high-level techniques few others could master.
And Sasuke, still a child, had already refined the form to near-perfection.
Iruka was stunned by his talent.
The rest of the class?
They were floored.
"Sasuke is so cool!!"
"I want to have his baby monkeys!!"
"WHAT?! Back off, Sasuke's mine!!"
"Get lost, you pigs! Sasuke doesn't want you!"
Almost instantly, a battle royale broke out among the girls in the class.
Iruka sighed deeply, rubbing his temples.
Sasuke's popularity… it's honestly too much sometimes.
"So troublesome," muttered Shikamaru, walking off as the chaos behind him escalated.
He glanced at the screaming girls and shook his head.
Meanwhile—
Naruto stood among his classmates, eyes fixed on Sasuke.
He had watched Sasuke's throw very carefully.
Every motion, every flick of the wrist.
You carefully observe Uchiha Sasuke's shuriken technique!
You gain inspiration!
You have mastered the Perfect Uchiha Shuriken Jutsu!
Perfect Uchiha Shuriken Jutsu
Once activated, it guarantees near-100% hit accuracy under any conditions!
"I get it now…"
Suddenly, Naruto's mind was filled with insights and muscle memory he didn't have before.
His understanding of shurikenjutsu had skyrocketed.
In that moment, he felt like he had reached a whole new realm of skill.
Comparable to the shuriken level Sasuke showed in his fight with Itachi from the future?
No—Naruto could surpass it.
He could now crush both Sasuke and Itachi in a shuriken duel, single-handedly.
His technique had reached true perfection.
His shuriken were no longer just tools—they were divine weapons.
Not in terms of sharpness,
but in their complexity, precision, and the sheer adaptability of use in battle.
He had reached the pinnacle.
Just then—
Iruka called out the next group:
"Third group—on the field!"
This group included Naruto.
Standing beside him, Hinata blushed and leaned closer.
"G-Good luck, Naruto…" she whispered shyly.
Naruto heard her soft voice, and with a grin, he reached out and gently ruffled Hinata's hair.
"Yosh," he said.
"Just watch me."
As he spoke, Naruto had already stepped forward with the rest of the third group.
He walked onto the training field,
took his position,
and raised a shuriken in his hand.
Then—
Iruka gave the signal.
The other members of the third group threw their shuriken,
each one launching them one at a time,
leaving brief pauses between each throw no matter how fast they were.
But Naruto—he was different.
He threw all three shuriken at once.
The trio spun through the air, each on a separate path—
but then something strange happened.
The three shuriken seemed to dance, colliding midair,
bouncing off one another,
redirecting themselves in rapid succession as if they had minds of their own.
Their movements became a blur—
unpredictable, fluid, and deadly precise.
"Ding! Ding! Ding!"
Metal rang out as the shuriken struck one another in flight.
A cascade of sparks lit up the air.
And in the very next instant—
All three shuriken slammed into the wooden stake.
Each one landed cleanly, one after another—
bang! bang! bang!
—forming a tight cluster, perfectly placed.
Meanwhile, the students to Naruto's left and right…
None of their shuriken had hit the target cleanly.
Some were off-center.
Some missed entirely.
Some clattered to the ground.
But Naruto's?
They hit like clockwork.
The training field fell into stunned silence.
Not a word.
No one had expected it.
Naruto's shuriken technique... was that refined? That fast? That powerful?
It wasn't just skill—it was style.
It was flash.
It was precision beyond what a student should be capable of.
The technique dazzled the eyes.
No one could follow the path of the shuriken, let alone predict it.
How do you dodge that?
Can you even dodge that...?
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