Konoha cat breeder

Chapter 126: The Second Hokage's Techniques

"Indeed, Orochimaru's technology is unmatched."

Lying on his bed, Tonari rested his left hand behind his head while his right hand, adorned with the lightning ring, emitted arcs of electricity that flickered and danced.

He could clearly feel that the lightning at his fingertips was far stronger than when he had first awakened his lightning chakra.

"If the lightning chakra in my body is insufficient, relying on external tools isn't a bad idea.

Though it's still not particularly useful, it works well for practice," he thought.

Clenching his right fist slightly, a burst of lightning enveloped his hand, illuminating the dim room.

"Controlling lightning… it's tricky. Without being bald, it just doesn't feel right," he muttered.

As his voice trailed off, the lightning dissipated, leaving no trace on his hand.

Next, a small sphere of water appeared in his palm, constantly shifting forms—a water dragon one moment, a shark the next, each transformation imbued with a lifelike quality.

"As expected, handling my innate chakra is much smoother. Compared to lightning, water chakra is far easier to manipulate in terms of shape."

While lightning chakra was notoriously challenging to control, water chakra was renowned for its adaptability.

Gradually, the water in his palm began spinning rapidly. The initially light-blue water turned deep blue, then eventually black, forming a small, tightly wound vortex resembling a miniature spear.

Tonari sat up, his expression turning serious as his brows furrowed in concentration.

"Now comes the critical part..."

The vortex, initially spinning clockwise, started to change. The tip of the spear continued spinning clockwise, but the rest slowed until it seemed to stop.

Tonari's frown deepened as he focused on refining his chakra.

Finally, the lower part of the water spear stopped spinning entirely, while the top maintained its clockwise motion.

A faint blue glow emanated from Tonari's hand, causing the lower part of the spear to rotate counterclockwise.

It was a strange sight—water, a single cohesive entity, spinning in two opposing directions simultaneously.

When the opposing rotations reached the same speed, the water emitted a grating metallic sound.

"Zzzzt... zzzzt..."

The sound was akin to two metal turbines grinding against one another.

Though sweat dotted his forehead, Tonari's eyes gleamed with excitement.

But just as he allowed himself a small smile, his face changed.

Quickly, he flung the spinning water spear toward the nearby wall.

Boom!

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The tiny sphere of water caused significant damage, creating a massive crater on the wall while emitting metallic reverberations.

It bore a striking resemblance to the Rasengan used by Naruto in the future.

Tonari stared at his hand in awe.

"Just as I thought… Although manipulating water chakra's shape is relatively easy, combining shape and nature transformations is an entirely different challenge.

No wonder the Second Hokage's water-style techniques are so powerful. Even a small amount of water, when combined with both transformations, can unleash this level of destruction."

Indeed, Tonari had been attempting to recreate one of the Second Hokage's water-style techniques. It was one he had learned from the scroll given to him by Danzo—a record of the Second Hokage's water-style techniques.

After a month of practice, Tonari had mastered the simpler techniques. Emboldened, he skipped the intermediate ones, diving straight into the most destructive jutsu.

What caught his eye was an S-rank technique: "Water Style: Hard Whirlpool Water Blade."

For over half a month, Tonari had been struggling to replicate this technique. The metallic sound he just achieved was the first successful step in generating dual rotations.

The true power of the Hard Whirlpool Water Blade lay not just in the water's condensed form but in its opposing rotational flows. The collision and friction between these opposing flows, combined with nature transformation, produced the metallic sound.

According to the scroll, achieving five layers of opposing rotations was the technique's ideal state, marking it as a true S-rank jutsu on par with Naruto's future Wind Style: Rasenshuriken.

In combat, such a technique could kill any shinobi—be they genin, jonin, or even elite jonin—without specialized defenses.

Even with just two layers of rotation, the destruction exceeded Tonari's expectations.

"No wonder the Second Hokage could sit in the Hokage's seat. Beyond his forbidden techniques, his mastery of water-style ninjutsu alone was enough to earn that position."

As Tonari marveled, he noticed a fiery gaze piercing through the damaged wall.

Turning toward the source, he saw Kushina's enraged eyes staring at him.

"K-Kushina, wait! Let me explain!"

"Adamantine Sealing Chains!" Kushina yelled.

Bang!

A glowing golden chain pinned Tonari to the ground.

"Ahhh! Help! Minato, save me!"

The commotion woke Minato from his slumber. Rubbing his eyes, he opened Tonari's door, only to pause, his face flushing slightly.

Inside, Kushina stood triumphantly with one foot on Tonari's back, her golden chains holding him immobile. Her fists rained down on him relentlessly, each blow accompanied by a pained cry.

By now, several others had gathered to witness the spectacle. Seeing Tonari beaten so thoroughly was a rare sight.

Leaning against a wall, Uchiha Yoshinari munched on popcorn, clearly enjoying the show.

"With Kushina in this state, who would dare intervene?"

Minato, too, offered a helpless smile and a shrug.

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Three Days Later.

Despite the influx of shinobi, the rain in Amegakure showed no signs of letting up.

The city was dominated by towering spire-like buildings, their design minimizing water pooling and ensuring efficient drainage. Amegakure's underground drainage system was an engineering marvel, unique in the shinobi world.

At one of the village's spacious training grounds, participants from various hidden villages gathered under the persistent drizzle.

"Tonari… are you seriously planning to use this body for the Chūnin Exams?" Kushina asked, poking him curiously.

Tonari had mastered his Entity Puppet over the past three days, making it almost indistinguishable from a real person. However, its expressions were slightly stiff, so he opted to maintain a neutral face.

Uchiha Yoshinari and Nara Yoshino watched in silence, torn between admiration and disbelief.

Teaming up with Tonari was both a blessing and a curse. His strategies guaranteed mission success with minimal risk—provided one could endure his eccentric methods.

"You don't understand," Tonari began. "Look at our opponents: Sand shinobi with their puppets and poisons, Stone shinobi hiding underground, Cloud shinobi charging recklessly with brute force, and Mist shinobi aiming straight for vital points.

"Add in the scattered genin from minor villages, each with their own peculiar abilities. In battles like this, it's better to play it safe. You never know when you might be ambushed. This puppet is just a precaution."

Though his explanation sounded reasonable, it carried an air of caution—or cowardice—that was hard to ignore.

"Why does he seem so… timid?" Kushina muttered, perplexed.

Unfazed by their skepticism, Tonari muttered to himself, "The ninja world is dangerous, especially for genin. Caution is key. If only Minato had mastered the Flying Thunder God Technique, we'd be invincible…"

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At the training field, a group of Ame shinobi ascended a high platform, led by a man clad in a half-length raincoat and wielding a giant scythe.

The moment this man appeared, the crowd fell silent. Even the jonin present watched with a mix of awe and apprehension.

This was none other than Hanzō of the Salamander, the leader of Amegakure and a figure revered across the shinobi world.

Standing at the pinnacle of power, Hanzō addressed the crowd with a booming voice:

"The Chūnin Exams will proceed under Amegakure's administration. We will ensure fairness in all evaluations. However, life and death within the exams are of no concern to us. You live or die by your own skills."

After delivering his statement, Hanzō stepped aside, leaving the stage to the exam proctors.

The first proctor stepped forward.

"The first round: Poison Resistance Test!

"We will release diluted Salamander Poison throughout the training field. Survive for ten minutes, and you pass.

"If you can't endure it, raise your hand, and we'll administer the antidote. Alternatively, if you collapse, we'll treat you.

"However, if any member of your three-person team fails, your entire team will be disqualified."

As the Ame shinobi deployed a barrier and began releasing the poison, Tonari remained calm, observing the reactions of the other genin.

Inwardly, he analyzed his competitors:

"Sand shinobi… is that Pakura, the future 'Hero of the Hidden Sand'? And that masked genin—is he Maki? Or someone similar?

"Cloud shinobi… old faces like Dika and… is that young kid Killer Bee? If he's already the Eight-Tails Jinchūriki, this could be interesting.

"Mist shinobi… a member of the Hōzuki clan and two others I can't identify.

"This exam is going to be anything but simple."

As the poison spread, Tonari discreetly handed antidote pills to his struggling comrades.

Meanwhile, high above, Hanzō's gaze lingered on Tonari.

"A puppet… in the Salamander's poison? Fascinating…"

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