A month passed quietly. Every day after school, Ren would take TenTen to Konoha's training grounds to train with Rock Lee in taijutsu and shuriken. Over this month, Ren's strength had grown rapidly, and his accuracy with kunai was steadily improving. He was very satisfied with his cultivation progress during this period. He estimated that in another week, he would be able to achieve "One Hundred Hits" with his shuriken!
Just then, the familiar sound of the system releasing a new task echoed in his ears:
[Ding! Mission Release: Sell any kunai (Clone Kunai, Substitution Kunai, Transformation Kunai). The price must not be less than 1,000 Ryo.]
[System Reward: Primary Grass Pheasant Sword Blueprint!]
Another mission? Ren thought. I haven't even finished my last mission yet. He worried that if a new task appeared, the previous one might automatically disappear. Ren quickly opened his system panel. To his relief, the previous, unfinished task still showed "to be completed."
He let out a sigh of relief. Fortunately, when the system issued a new task, the uncompleted ones didn't simply vanish. Ren then began to carefully examine the newly released task. Immediately, he frowned. Sell my own ninja tools?
Ren had never considered selling his ninja tools before. On one hand, his family wasn't short on money at all. On the other hand, exposing these unique ninja tools prematurely would undoubtedly cause him a lot of unnecessary trouble. He was vigilant. Except for his sister, TenTen, even Rock Lee, who was a close friend, had never seen the ninja tools he had forged. That's why he was so eager to get the blueprint for the Ninja Pouch. With it, he could hide all the ninja tools he'd crafted.
But now, to accomplish this new task, it seemed he would have to find a suitable opportunity to sell one of his kunai. The Grass Pheasant Sword... it was incredibly appealing to him! It could be considered a second-class artifact in this world! However, this couldn't be rushed. He decided to set this system task aside for now and wait for the right opportunity. It was imperative that he continue his shuriken practice.
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Finally, one week later, at Konoha's training ground, Ren simultaneously threw six kunai with both hands, aiming at targets in six different directions.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
"All in!" TenTen shouted in surprise. "Big brother is truly amazing!"
A satisfied smile spread across Ren's face. After a month of dedicated training, he had finally done it!
[Ding! Mission completed! ]
[System Reward: The blueprint for the forging of the primary Ninja Pouch has been distributed! ]
"Ren's progress is so fast!" Rock Lee looked at Ren, whose shuriken skills improved every day, with a hint of envy in his eyes. At the same time, he felt a surge of encouragement. In his dark eyes, a strong fire of fighting spirit ignited. He clenched his fists, jumped up from the ground, and shouted loudly, "Yosh! It seems I have to work even harder!"
"Ren-kun is so talented and works so diligently; I can't fall behind!
" "I'm going to double my training today! A thousand jump ropes! If I can't do it, I'll do two thousand push-ups..."
Clap, clap, clap!
Suddenly, applause erupted from nearby. At the same time, a very deep male voice boomed from a distance, "Yo!"
"Not bad, boy!" "Struggle! Work hard! This is youth!"
Rock Lee was stunned, then shouted, "Who is it?"
At that moment, a gust of wind swept past Rock Lee. Dressed in a green tracksuit, with a bowl-cut haircut and thick eyebrows just like Lee's, an adult man appeared beside him. Ren and TenTen, who had been practicing shuriken nearby, also stopped their movements and looked over. Ren recognized the man instantly; it was Might Guy, known as the Blue Beast of Konoha in the original story!
"Hahaha, boy, you're full of energy!" Might Guy laughed heartily, reaching out to pat Rock Lee on the shoulder, admiration shining in his eyes. "As long as you keep working hard, you will become a powerful ninja one day!"
Rock Lee was extremely surprised. "Really, really?"
Might Guy nodded. "Of course it's true! Boy, let's start practicing together!"
"Alright, let's train together!" Rock Lee exclaimed, his blood pumping with excitement.
At this moment, a lukewarm voice interjected. "Senior, if you want to use the training ground, just say so. It's not good to mislead a junior like this, is it?"
Ren had, at some point, walked closer. He stood with his arms crossed, a leisurely look on his face.
"Huh? Ren, what are you talking about?" Rock Lee was confused.
Might Guy, ruthlessly exposed by Ren, was visibly embarrassed. His face flushed as he scratched his head. "Ha, ha ha, it's like this... The training ground is full today, and I thought your training ground looked quite big..."
"Oh, so there aren't any spare training grounds," Rock Lee said, not taking the matter to heart and nodding carelessly. "Oh, since Senior needs a training ground, we can..."
"Wait!" Ren interrupted Rock Lee, casting a glance at his simple-hearted friend. Turning back to Might Guy, he said with a smile, "We can give up part of the training ground to you, Senior, but in exchange, how about you train with us?"
Might Guy's strength was immense. Not to mention being the man who had nearly kicked out the final villain by opening the Eight Gates, even when he had only opened the sixth gate, the Gate of Joy, he could use terrifying taijutsu like Morning Peacock. This technique generated flames from high-speed, direct punches rubbing against the air, using the shockwaves and flames to inflict continuous blows on an opponent. In the entire ninja world, those who could withstand such an attack could be counted on one hand! Ren was quite envious of the Eight Gates Formation (Hachimon Tonkou), a powerful taijutsu classified as an S-rank ninjutsu.
During this period of shuriken practice, he had discovered a truth: in his future cultivation, in addition to mastering more powerful weapons, he absolutely must not neglect the cultivation of physical fitness and taijutsu. Only with strong physical fitness could he unleash the full power of the weapons in his hand!