Chapter 593 Coach, I want to learn

“Just as I thought, with the Yang Seal, I have more tactical options,” Kakashi thought to himself after deactivating the Yang Seal.

If he hadn’t cultivated the Yang Seal before, he certainly wouldn’t have been able to use so many Ninjutsu to wear down Obito’s state, because he would have had to save Chakra for Lightning Release Chakra Mode.

With the Yang Seal, it was much more comfortable; he even had enough left to unleash a No Thought Strike after expending his Chakra.

“Kakashi, how do you have so much Chakra?” Obito, who had been healed by Muzuki, couldn’t help but ask.

At this moment, Obito was extremely frustrated, not only had he lost to Kakashi in front of Rin Nohara, but he also couldn’t destroy the photo.

However, Obito’s curiosity about Kakashi outweighed his frustration; he truly couldn’t understand why Kakashi’s Chakra had surged so dramatically.

When Obito activated his Sharingan or when his Sharingan advanced, there would be a period of Chakra growth, but Kakashi wasn’t a Ninja of the Uchiha Clan, and this increase was simply too large.

“Yang Seal.” Kakashi didn’t hide it, taking off his forehead protector to reveal the lightning mark on his forehead.

There was no need to conceal this information; after all, they were teammates, and knowing each other thoroughly was for the best.

“The Yang Seal can store excess Chakra, which can then be used to perform Breathing Technique Chakra Mode.”

Obito looked astonished. There was such a technique? Wasn’t this equivalent to double Chakra?

“Muzuki, you’ve already developed this Ninjutsu,” Minato Namikaze said, looking at Muzuki with some surprise after hearing Kakashi’s words.

In the first year he knew Muzuki, Muzuki had mentioned a similar idea to him, and they had even discussed it with Jiraiya.

Because of the immense difficulty, Jiraiya hadn’t been optimistic about this Ninjutsu at the time.

“Roughly, yes. This isn’t the complete version yet; there’s still room for improvement,” Muzuki replied, nodding.

The current Yang Seal was usable, but it still fell short of Muzuki’s initial concept.

“Teacher Muzuki, I want to learn this too,” Obito said quickly, patting the dust off himself.

Due to his Sharingan, Obito had significantly more Chakra than ordinary Ninja, but his Chakra was still not quite enough for his needs.

If he had enough Chakra to constantly maintain his Sharingan and Flame Breathing Chakra Mode throughout a battle, his actual combat power would definitely increase significantly.

“You can’t learn it yet. You can only learn it after you master the Transparent World,” Muzuki explained, shaking his head.

The Yang Seal was more complex and had a higher threshold than the Yin Seal.

“Huh?”

Obito was dumbfounded. He had to have the Transparent World to learn it? How long would he have to practice his Breathing Technique to reach that standard?

He remembered that the Transparent World was the pinnacle of the Breathing Technique, and its difficulty even surpassed that of the Breathing Technique Chakra Mode.

Aside from Kakashi, who for some unknown reason mastered it before mastering the Breathing Technique Chakra Mode, no other disciple of Muzuki showed any signs of mastering the Transparent World.

Shisui’s expression remained normal. The moment Muzuki finished speaking, Shisui was also tempted; no Ninja would not want more Chakra.

However, Shisui immediately thought of a point: since Muzuki only taught it to Kakashi, there must be some restriction, and only Kakashi could learn it.

Otherwise, for such a universally applicable Ninjutsu, there would be no reason for Muzuki not to teach it to his other disciples.

Yamato scratched his head, feeling that these topics were too far removed from him.

He hadn’t even mastered Constant State, let alone Breathing Technique Chakra Mode and Transparent World.

“Let’s wait for Teacher Muzuki to teach Flying Thunder God,” Obito sighed inwardly.

He felt that even when he reached the threshold for learning Flying Thunder God, he might not necessarily master the Transparent World.

The Yang Seal, which required the Transparent World, was too illusory; he preferred to look at the Flying Thunder God, which was a bit far but still tangible.

Kakashi bid farewell to his teachers and senior disciples, preparing to go home.

At this time, he had expended most of his Chakra and a lot of his energy, so it wasn’t suitable to fight Might Guy again.

He planned to refine his One Thought Cut further before engaging Might Guy in battle.

After Obito returned home, he ate dinner, practiced for a while, and then went to his study to read.

He had fallen behind Kakashi in terms of strength and couldn’t catch up in the short term, so he had to make progress in other areas.

… … … …

Land of Rain, northwestern border.

“It truly lives up to its name, the Land of Rain,” Roshi said, looking up at the sky as raindrops fell.

At this moment, the sky was covered by thick, dark clouds, like a vast black curtain hanging across the horizon, completely obscuring the sunlight.

Perhaps it was to show him, a foreigner, the country’s unique characteristics, or perhaps he was just unlucky, but as soon as he arrived in the Land of Rain, the sky became overcast.

Roshi took a deep breath, clearly feeling the air, which was much more humid than in the Land of Earth.

“I’ll just consider it a local specialty,” Roshi smiled, striding forward in the rain.

After walking a certain distance, Roshi stopped and looked back.

By then, the rain had begun to gradually intensify, and distant objects became blurred in the rain curtain. Mountains and buildings seemed to be shrouded in a thin mist, losing their clear outlines of earlier.

“Land of Earth, farewell.” Roshi quickly turned back, waved his hand at the distant mountain, and walked away.

Iwagakure was his hometown, and the Land of Earth was his homeland, but in his memory, neither of these places held any truly happy memories.

Of course, if there was an opportunity, Roshi might still go back to visit.

Although there were no happy memories, there were still some memorable ones.

For example, Roshi’s first successful use of Tailed Beast Chakra, and his first successful full Tailed Beast transformation.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The rain grew heavier, and large raindrops continuously splattered on the muddy ground and leaves, making sounds.

Roshi continued to stroll in the rain, unconcerned.

With his physique, he would absolutely not get sick from this.

If it weren’t for the need to keep a low profile, Roshi could even use Melting Style Chakra Mode to avoid the rain.

“Young man, still traveling in such heavy rain? Come in and take shelter,” a villager who had just run to his doorstep saw Roshi in the rain and called out to him.

Roshi originally didn’t want to bother and intended to keep going, but then the Four-Tails spoke up.

“Roshi, aren’t you planning to travel the Ninja World? It would be a waste to visit the Land of Rain just to meet one Ninja Master. You should try interacting with other people as well.”

The Four-Tails believed that Roshi should experience life more, a life free from judgmental stares.

Roshi thought the Four-Tails made a good point, so he walked towards the villager who had called out to him.

The villager carefully scrutinized Roshi. Roshi had been maintaining a Transformation Technique the entire way to prevent Iwagakure Ninja from discovering him, so he currently looked like a clean-shaven young man.

He had called Roshi over because he saw that Roshi wasn’t carrying any weapons and his clothing was that of a normal civilian.

After a closer look, the villager felt a bit of regret, because although Roshi was dressed like an ordinary person and carried no weapons, his demeanor didn’t quite match.

The villager dared not make any sudden moves, remaining silent, merely continuing to wipe the rain off himself.

At this moment, he was praying, praying that Roshi was just an ordinary person with a peculiar demeanor, and not a Ninja.

And Roshi, who rarely interacted with people, combined with the villager being a strange, ordinary foreigner, didn’t know what to say for a while.

“What is this Village called?” Roshi finally broke the silence after a long pause.

He truly couldn’t think of anything to talk about.

At this moment, the villager had just finished wiping the rain from his forehead. Hearing Roshi’s question, he was so startled that a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.

“Could it be that someone in a Ninja Organization has posted a mission concerning our Village?” The villager’s heart pounded.

“Bai… Shirakawa Village,” the villager stammered in reply.

He originally didn’t want to answer, but he was afraid that Roshi would think he was being evasive and suddenly kill him.

Roshi didn’t know how to continue the conversation, so the atmosphere became awkward for a while.

“Dad, why aren’t you coming inside?” At that moment, the villager’s child scurried out.

“Dad, you won’t be able to completely dry your clothes by just wiping them like that,” the villager’s child said, looking at his father continuously wiping his clothes and body, with a puzzled expression.

The villager’s body stiffened; he was too nervous, which was why he kept wiping non-stop.

“It’s nothing, I’m just chatting with this big brother. You go inside first,” the villager said, shielding his child.

Roshi frowned slightly. Due to his childhood experiences, he was very sensitive to atmosphere, and he sensed that the villager was afraid of him.

He wouldn’t develop any ill will towards the villager because of this.

It was just that Roshi felt strange; his transformed appearance wasn’t menacing, so why were they afraid of him?

Seeing Roshi frown, the villager became even more flustered.

The villager’s child didn’t listen and return to the house; instead, he peeked out and looked at Roshi, then said:

“Big brother, are you a foreigner? You look very unfamiliar.”

The villager’s face changed slightly, and he quickly tried to pull his child back inside.

“Yes,” Roshi nodded.

The villager saw that Roshi made no sudden moves and instantly relaxed a great deal, though he still hadn’t completely let down his guard, preparing to forcibly bring his child back into the house.

Just then, a chaotic sound drifted over.

“Behave, hand over your valuables if you don’t want to die!”

A loud, rough shout reached Roshi’s ears.

The villager’s face instantly changed, and he stood in front of his child, saying to Roshi, “You can have anything you want, just don’t hurt us.”

Roshi: … …

So he had been mistaken for a robber. It really wasn’t his problem after all.

“I won’t harm you, and I don’t need your things. I’m not a bandit, just an ordinary passerby,” Roshi said calmly.

The villager still didn’t lower his guard. What ordinary person would be so calm upon hearing a robbery happening nearby?

Roshi ignored the villager. He turned and walked into the rain, towards the source of the sound.

He was not a champion of justice; he simply disdained Ninja who harassed ordinary people.

Roshi made no attempt to conceal his presence, walking openly.

The rogue Ninja who was robbing noticed Roshi approaching. As the rogue Ninja was about to yell at Roshi, Roshi’s Chakra erupted.

Whoosh! Bang!

The rogue Ninja only felt a blur before his eyes, followed by an unbearable pain that erupted throughout his body, causing him to pass out from the agony.

“Tha… thank you…” The villager who was being robbed was overjoyed and immediately wanted to thank Roshi.

However, when the villager looked up, Roshi was already gone, having used Body Flicker Technique to appear next to another rogue Ninja.

There was more than one rogue Ninja robbing; they had split up to increase efficiency.

Bang! Bang!

Roshi swung his unadorned fists, and with every punch, a rogue Ninja fell.

Perhaps it was because too much rain had fallen at once earlier, but the raindrops gradually became smaller and sparser.

By the time Roshi knocked down the fourth and final rogue Ninja, the rain had pretty much stopped.

“They’re really quite weak. With this level of strength, any Chunin from the Village could handle them,” Roshi shook his head.

These rogue Ninja were so weak that Roshi didn’t even want to look them in the eye.

“I’m sorry, I misjudged you. Please forgive me, Sir.” The first villager who had offered Roshi shelter from the rain apologized to him.

He had heard the commotion outside cease and came out to check, only to find all the rogue Ninja knocked out.

“Thank you for your help, Sir,” the other villagers also expressed their gratitude.

Especially those who were being robbed or had already been robbed, their gratitude was palpable.

Roshi said nothing, merely scanning the crowd silently.

At this moment, Roshi felt somewhat complex. Just by defeating a few low-level Ninja, he had received such gratitude.

Roshi, being sensitive to atmosphere, could feel that these villagers were genuinely thanking him.

It was precisely because of this that Roshi felt a sense of emotion.

When he was in Iwagakure, he had completed countless S-rank Missions, eliminated countless enemies for Iwagakure, yet he had never received a single word of praise or a sincere smile from the Iwagakure villagers.

And here, in this foreign land, he had merely casually defeated a few Ninja of Genin-level, and he had received the most appreciation and gratitude he had ever experienced in his life.

Some villagers, to express their thanks, wanted to give Roshi things and invited him to their homes as guests, where he could also dry off his rain-soaked body.

Roshi even felt a little overwhelmed, was this the treatment he could receive?

However, Roshi declined everyone’s kindness. This place was too close to the Land of Earth, and he needed to continue heading south into the Land of Rain.

Given his identity, staying here too long was not a good thing, for both sides.

“Are you a Ninja Sect Ninja?” a villager in the crowd asked curiously.

“Why do you ask that?” Roshi didn’t answer the villager’s question, but instead countered with his own.

He found the villager’s question strange. He wasn’t wearing a Rain Ninja’s forehead protector, so why would they think he was a Ninja Sect Ninja?

“Ninja who are usually enthusiastic about helping and don’t ask for money are all Ninja Sect Ninja, right?” the villager answered honestly.

He had recently heard that Ninja Sect Ninja had come to the north, and combined with Roshi’s actions, he thought Roshi might be a Ninja Sect Ninja.

“What about the Amegakure Ninja?” Roshi asked.

Compared to the Ninja Sect, he believed the Amegakure was the force maintaining order in the Land of Rain.

After all, the Amegakure was a Ninja Village established in the early days of its founding, while the Ninja Sect was a newly formed Ninja force, established not long ago.

The villagers exchanged glances; no one spoke.

Although no one answered, it was still an answer of sorts.

Roshi did not continue to inquire. He created a Shadow Clone to carry away the four rogue Ninja.

After walking a certain distance out of Shirakawa Village, he killed the four rogue Ninja and then continued on his way.

“Sōsuke, Shinobi Sect…”

PS: Oh no, my sleep schedule seems to be messed up again.