Free Shinobi in Naruto(With Divine Purple Card)

Kai watched as Naruto processed the new information about the Shadow Clone technique, his eyes never betraying what he felt about the young man's sudden realization. His mere nod conveyed a torrent of unspoken teaching: 'You now know. Use it.'

"Alright, round two," Naruto declared, seemingly energized by his newfound knowledge.

Sasuke unsheathed his sword again, his Sharingan eyes glowing ominously. "Whenever you're ready."

Kai stepped back, gesturing for the fight to resume. The air seemed to thicken with chakra as the two young shinobi stared each other down. Naruto's clones materialized again, this time each adopting a different stance—one that revealed a Rasengan, another with a kunai, and yet another apparently ready to perform a jutsu.

At another nod from Kai, chaos erupted. The clones darted forward, each taking a different path to reach Sasuke. The Uchiha swung his sword, deflecting a kunai, dodged a Rasengan, and narrowly sidestepped a sweeping kick.

Sasuke felt the pressure but also saw the difference; Naruto was attacking with better coordination and strategy. The clones weren't just mimicking each other's moves; they were taking calculated actions based on Sasuke's reactions.

Kai observed as Naruto's clones seemed to learn from each failed attempt, adapting their moves almost instantly. A fraction of a smile appeared and disappeared on his face, too quick to be noticed. 'Good,' he thought, 'You're finally tapping into what makes that jutsu special.'

Sasuke still won easily, but Kai was impressed nonetheless. "Your prowess in battle stands as a remarkable contrast to your otherwise enigmatic simplicity."

Sasuke snorted, barely concealing a laugh, while Naruto beamed, oblivious to the half-insult wrapped in the praise. Kai had meant it as a compliment; Naruto had adapted the newly imparted knowledge with startling speed, using his Shadow Clones more skillfully within minutes.

"Round three?" Naruto asked, catching his breath.

Sasuke re-sheathed his sword. "Don't you get tired?"

Naruto chuckled. "What? Scared?"

Sasuke glanced at Kai, who shook his head.

Kai took a moment to size up both of his pupils. "Naruto, your Rasengan is reliant on your clones. I want you to master it without their aid. Create as many clones as you can to work on that. That's your task for the week."

Naruto's eyes sparkled with enthusiasm. "You got it, boss!"

Kai turned to Sasuke, who had been quietly observing. "Sasuke, you've mastered all forms of Chidori. Now, I want you to incorporate the lightning element into the Rasengan. Change its shape. Work on it."

Sasuke's eyes met Kai's. The brief exchange said more than words ever could. "Understood," Sasuke replied, walking further away to focus on his training.

Naruto didn't waste a second. His hand signs blurred as he created nearly a thousand clones. They spread out, each clone attempting to form a Rasengan without the help of others. The grove became a hub of churning chakra, each clone a mini vortex of concentration and effort.

Meanwhile, Sasuke channeled his chakra, slowly infusing it with lightning energy. His eyes closed for a moment as he attempted to reshape the Rasengan, his mind racing through the principles Kai had instilled in him.

Kai watched them both, content in his role as observer. He glanced at Naruto, who was still struggling with his Rasengan, and then back at Sasuke, who was meticulously trying to modify his technique. Their contrasting styles and inherent talents would make them formidable shinobi—if they learned to harness their respective strengths properly.

After hours of practice, Naruto and his clones seemed to make no progress. Frustration lined his face. "Argh! This is harder than I thought!"

Sasuke paused and looked back, not at Naruto, but at Kai, who responded with a nod that went unnoticed by Naruto. No words were needed; Sasuke knew that both challenges were tough for a reason. They were not meant to be mastered in a day or even a week. They were an exercise in patience as much as skill, something Sasuke had learned during his years with Kai.

As Naruto focused intently on creating Rasengans with his thousands of clones, suddenly, many of them burst into puffs of smoke. Kai sensed an ominous chakra forming around Naruto, and with a swift wave of his arm, he dispelled all the clones. Only Naruto remained, now writhing on the ground. A red cloak of chakra began to envelop his body.

Just as abruptly, Jiraiya, Kakashi, Hiruzen, and Tsunade arrived, expressions taut with concern. Jiraiya prepared to bite his thumb for a summoning jutsu, but Tsunade held up a hand to stop him. She had faith in Kai's abilities and knew the situation was under his control.

Without a word, Kai approached Naruto and touched his forehead. In the next instant, he found himself within Naruto's internal seal space, standing before the Nine-Tails. The fox growled menacingly, but its eyes betrayed a feeling of intimidation it didn't fully understand. Kai stared at the fox, not with malice or anger, but with a depth of understanding that few could muster.

Kai now stood in a dimly lit chamber, dominated by the towering presence of the Kyuubi, or the Nine-Tails Fox. The beast growled, its eyes narrowing menacingly. Yet, for all its ostensible hostility, Kai sensed a palpable undercurrent of intimidation from the creature.

"So you are the Nine Tails," Kai spoke, his tone as devoid of emotion as his expression. He could feel the loneliness and bitterness that had accumulated in the beast over the years, manifesting as an aura of hostility and rage.

The Kyuubi stared at him, its eyes a mix of confusion and curiosity, a rare feeling for the creature. It could sense Kai's unparalleled power, a force it could neither understand nor reckon with.

Without another word, Kai returned to reality. The red chakra dissipated from Naruto, who looked up, puzzled but relieved.

Tsunade walked over to Kai. Without a word, she simply placed a hand on his arm, her gesture alone saying what words could not. Trust. Gratitude. Understanding. Kai nodded in response, confirming that the crisis had passed.