Chapter 5 : Practicing Fire Release Ninjitsu

A few days later, in the backyard of the Uchiha family.

Fang practiced his hand seals. Though stumbling at times, he managed to complete the twelve hand seals successfully.

At night, Fang practiced climbing trees and walking on water. After a few days of being soaked like a chicken, he finally managed to stand steadily on the water surface. The chakra beneath his feet felt like a part of his body, sensing the water's flexibility and buoyancy. He walked and ran on the water, gradually mastering its rules. Eventually, he turned the practice into instinct, automatically enveloping his feet with chakra whenever touching water, thus no longer worrying about falling into the water.

Through these days of intense training, Fang also discovered that his body indeed had a "golden finger." No matter how crazy his training was the previous day, he woke up the next day in his optimal condition, though it didn't help with injuries.

Exhaling, Fang had no problem controlling chakra and had mastered the hand seals. His eyes brightened, swiftly forming seals with his hands.

"Transformation Technique!"

Bang!

A burst of smoke flashed, revealing a young boy wearing goggles, none other than Obito, or rather, Fang transformed into Obito.

Fang took out a mirror and examined himself. He looked exactly like Obito, even his gaze was subtly similar. He was quite satisfied.

"Release!"

Then, Fang practiced Clone Technique and Substitution Technique, succeeding in both at once.

"After all, the Shadow Clone Technique is too simple for me, given my mature mindset."

Fang's eyes gleamed slightly. Unable to contain his excitement, he took out the Fire Release scroll and began practicing the Fire Release Ninjutsu within it!

"Fire Release - Great Fireball Technique!"

Fang swiftly formed hand seals, and the chakra within his body surged. As he formed seals, it swiftly converged into a scorching power in his throat.

Fang widened his eyes. In that moment, he felt as if a blazing fireball was brewing in his throat, the intense heat constantly roasting him. He couldn't hold it anymore and released the hand seals directly.

Instantly, the high-temperature sensation in his throat vanished.

"Hoo..."

Gasping for breath, Fang felt a lingering fear. Just now, he thought he was going to be burned alive.

"One, two, three..." Fang lightly touched his throat and said, "Very good, no damage to the vocal cords."

"The Great Fireball Technique truly lives up to being an Uchiha clan's Fire Release Ninjutsu."

Fang remembered from the original work that Uchiha Sasuke often practiced this ninjutsu by the lake. If even the protagonist struggled, it showed how difficult the training was.

Relaxing his mind, Fang continued practicing.

"Fire Release - Great Fireball Technique!"

"Ergh!!!"

Suddenly, a surge of air gushed from Fang's throat, as if gas was erupting from his stomach. He quickly dispersed the hand seals and started retching.

"Darn, could the hand seal for this ninjutsu be wrong?"

Failing several times in a row, Fang couldn't help but feel disheartened.

"No, even if it's just the Great Fireball Technique, if I can't learn it, how can I learn other advanced ninjutsu in the future?"

"Keep going!"

Fang focused and continued practicing the Great Fireball Technique. Gradually, as the sky grew darker, thick clouds covered the moon, plunging everything into darkness.

Hoo!

Abruptly, a spark flickered from Fang's mouth, but it extinguished in an instant, as if an illusion.

"Did I succeed?"

In the depths of his mind, Fang seemed to grasp something, but when he wanted to persist, he found his chakra depleted!

"Sigh, still not enough."

Fang shook his head with a sigh, unable to persevere any longer, and went back to his room to sleep.

...

Perhaps due to practicing Fire Release Ninjutsu intensely before sleeping, Fang found himself practicing even in his dreams. In the timeless realm of dreams, as Fang immersed himself in the joy of practice, a shuriken suddenly shot from a distance, piercing straight into his heart.

In disbelief, Fang looked up to see a man in the distance wearing a spiral mask, revealing only one blood-red Sharingan eye, staring at him indifferently.

"Uchiha... Madara? How could it be?"

In a daze, Fang suddenly opened his eyes, realizing it was all a dream, yet his back was already drenched in sweat.

"Hoo!"

It was still dark before dawn, with only the faint chirping of insects breaking the silence.

Completely devoid of sleepiness, Fang put on his clothes and walked into the backyard.

Next to the backyard was Obito house.

"Really, the future super villain BOSS lives next door. The pressure is inexplicably high."

Present-day Obito was a good person. No matter what Fang did to him, he would choose to forgive. But how long could this friendship last?

After experiencing what happened with Rin, Obito even attacked his own stepmother, Keikunai. What about his young friend like me...

There's no sense of security at all.

"Wait a minute, something's not right. The present Obito hasn't even activated his Sharingan, but I, I've already awakened mine!"

Fang focused his attention on his eyes, and suddenly, a surge of power acted upon them. His black and white eyes immediately emitted a bloody and ominous aura.

A One-Tomoe Sharingan!

In the dim moonlight, the tomoe in Fang's eyes was slowly rotating. Everything around him became clear under these Sharingan eyes. In the bushes several meters away, a small insect opened its mouth to chirp, and Fang could even see the bits of leaves inside its mouth.

A gentle breeze blew, carrying a few scattered leaves. Almost instinctively, Fang reached out his hand, and when he realized it, those leaves were all lying in his palm.

"Amazing!"

Fang swallowed, feeling immensely powerful at this moment. From the deepest part of his heart surged a feeling of invincibility. And the power of the Sharingan seemed to be telling him: destroy, conquer!

Fang took a deep breath, suppressing the excitement in his heart, and slowly released the Sharingan.

"Indeed ominous. Without enough willpower, one might be conquered by these eyes."

"Since fate has given me a chance to start over and bestowed upon me this Sharingan, then I must control it with my own will and stand on the highest stage of this world!"

Willpower?

In the original work, the Third Hokage always talked about the Will of Fire, which, simply put, means protection.

Protecting the village, protecting loved ones, protecting friends, protecting future generations.

This sense of protection, while not greatly increasing one's strength, would fortify a person's will. In battle, they would become braver and more fearless, willing to sacrifice themselves!

But Fang had just arrived in this world, in this village. He barely knew anyone. How could he accept such a will?

"In my previous life, Gorky once said: even a little self-restraint can make a person strong."

"Perhaps, during my training, I can strengthen my willpower!"

"Wait a minute, why does this feel so familiar?"

Then, two men in tight green combat suits appeared in Fang's mind. These two men had eyebrows as thick as thumbs, smiles as bright as sunflowers, and they were giving a thumbs-up, their sparkling white teeth shining.

Fang twitched his corner of the eye.

In the original work, Might Guy and Rock Lee trained like this. "If I can't do a hundred rope jumps, I'll do two hundred sidekicks. If I can't complete two hundred sidekicks, I'll run two laps around the village." They relied on such training not only to gain immense strength but also to fortify their will, never wavering or getting lost, as firm as a rock!

"Damn it, I won't become like them, will I?"