Naruto: Starting as Tsunade's Desk Mate

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An Yan threw away the silk thread, which was leftover material from making bowstrings and wasn't particularly valuable.

Seeing Tsunade rushing towards him, An Yan instinctively wanted to kick out a handful of sand to blindfold her, but he stopped himself. He still wanted to marry Tsunade in the future, so he had to go easy on her.

The two kunai clashed directly, sparks flying as they collided in mid-air, the clanging of metal against metal echoing incessantly.

After exchanging blows for a few rounds, An Yan felt his arms begin to tremble slightly. Tsunade was a member of the Senju clan, naturally strong and vigorous, and with the support of her chakra, her strength was extraordinary. An Yan was finding it difficult to withstand a direct confrontation.

He gritted his teeth and fought a few more rounds, then secretly formed a hand seal and created several clones. These clones were the most basic clone technique and could not be used for movement. However, An Yan had already created models when he used the clone technique, and each clone had a different attack posture.

Tsunade was momentarily distracted when An Yan pressed her down with a palm strike, instantly numbing her body. Then, a kunai was placed against her neck.

"An Yan wins! Next group, get ready."

Teacher Sato loudly announced the results of the match, marking them on his notebook as he told the next group to start preparing.

"Damn it, I still have a trump card I haven't used yet!"

Tsunade waved her little fist unwillingly, glaring fiercely at An Yan, looking both cute and menacing.

An Yan smiled and made a reconciliation gesture with her, "Do you think you're the only one with a special trick up your sleeve?"

Tsunade was puzzled. Her special move was the super strength that Grandma Mito had just taught her. Where did An Yan learn his special move? Was it from the school library?

As time went by, An Yan went home from school as usual, cooked and washed his clothes by himself, and ate alone. In the days when no one cared for him, he took good care of himself.

After a hearty meal, An Yan changed into a black training uniform and went to his usual training ground, Training Ground No. 13, which had targets for archery practice.

After practicing archery, An Yan began to practice his hearing, which is known as being able to see in all directions and hear from all sides.

The small grove of trees was filled with various traps and mechanisms of varying heights, running along unique tracks. Various bottles hung below the mechanisms, and as the mechanisms were activated, they attacked An Yan from all directions.

After learning how to make traps and mechanisms at school, An Yan specially made this trap to train his hearing and reflexes, and he would come here to practice every day.

An Yan approached the center of the trap and blindfolded himself. As the mechanism was activated, a large number of bottles converged from all directions and smashed towards An Yan.

An Yan kept dodging in place. Occasionally, a bottle would hit him because he couldn't dodge it in time, leaving a white mark on his black training clothes.

With this period of training, An Yan's dodging ability has become stronger and stronger. When something attacks from behind, before he can even turn around, the skin on his back will instinctively tighten, and he will directly dodge the attack.

This was a preparation for surviving the Second Shinobi World War; An Yan had always been very careful about his life.

An Yan kept dodging in the trap, trying to keep his breathing steady and conserve his strength to increase his combat endurance by dodging at just the right time.

Just as An Yan was immersed in his cultivation, two heads secretly peeked out from behind the bushes outside Training Ground No. 13.

With one head of blond hair and the other of white hair, they were none other than Tsunade and Hiruko, her two companions.

"Si Guoyi, I never thought that ordinary traps and mechanisms could be used for cultivation. An Yan is truly a genius."

Hiruko looked at An Yan's cultivation method with a shocked expression and couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice.

Tsunade lightly tapped Hiruko's head and lowered her voice, saying, "Keep your voice down. Our goal is simple: when An Yan is almost exhausted, we'll launch an attack and see what his special move is."

As time slowly passed, An Yan felt that it was about time. Chakra was not like internal energy; excessive exploitation would shorten one's lifespan.

An Yan stopped the machine from operating, put up the danger warning sign, wiped his sweat, and prepared to go home.

He hadn't gone far when several shurikens came flying from behind him. An Yan dodged the attack with a side jump, and the shurikens struck the tree trunks with a clang that carried far into the dark night.

An Yan turned his head and looked around. The forest in the training ground was very quiet at night. It was dark and only the outlines of some trees could be seen.

It was around 10 p.m. A crescent moon hung in the sky, its light blocked by the shade of the trees, unable to reach the area beneath them. The trees surrounding Konoha Village were very tall and lush, which was both an advantage and sometimes a disadvantage.

Who are they? Spies?

Faced with the unexpected situation, An Yan felt both scared and excited. He forced himself to calm down, reminding himself that he was still in his developmental stage and couldn't afford to be reckless.

With a wave of his hand, the bow and arrow appeared in his grasp.

Chapter 10 Rasengan

The dark forest was quiet.

An Yan looked around warily, holding a bow in one hand and an arrow in the other, his mind starting to analyze the situation rapidly.

The enemy's origins and identity were unknown, yet they suddenly attacked him. Judging from their strength, they were probably not Jonin. Given An Yan's current level, if a Jonin attacked him, he wouldn't be able to react at all.

He was just a six-year-old ninja trainee. Not to mention Chunin, even ordinary Genin would have the confidence to speak loudly in front of him.

If they were ninjas from an enemy country, they would have already shown their true colors to An Yan by now.

The fact that the enemy only dared to hide in the shadows and launch sneak attacks instead of attacking head-on is enough to show that he did not have enough confidence to defeat An Yan. Any genin could easily deal with an ordinary ninja student, so he was not a ninja.

Which classmate at school dislikes me and wants to teach me a lesson?

An Yan carefully recalled the classmates he might have offended during this period, and it seemed that he had offended 207 a little more seriously.

So, is it 207?

An Yan put the poison gas arrows and explosive arrows he had just taken out back into his inventory space. These things were too lethal. If they were really classmates, it would be difficult to explain if he accidentally killed one of them. The crime of killing a companion is not a small matter.

After deducing that the enemy might also be a ninja student, An Yan breathed a slight sigh of relief and directly adopted a slightly bolder plan.

Returning to the village from Training Ground 13 requires traversing approximately 300 meters of wooded area, meaning that with lighting, it would only take three arrows to travel that distance.

An Yan took out a flame arrow, also known as a gasoline arrow, which ignites wherever it is shot.

An Yan was thinking to himself that setting fire to the mountain would land him in jail for life, but his hands moved swiftly, and he shot an arrow straight out.

A flash of light illuminated the darkness, and An Yan quickly followed the flaming arrow he had shot, running all the way.

The person in the darkness panicked, and a figure immediately blocked An Yan's path.

An Yan glanced over and smiled.

Although the man was wearing a mask and dressed in all black, An Yan still recognized him at a glance—his white hair and his height.

"Hiruko, what are you up to?"

An Yan laughed out loud, but the figure opposite him sneered and launched an attack.

The moment their fists clashed, An Yan knew he had guessed wrong. That familiar strength—it was Tsunade.

After exchanging blows for several rounds, An Yan jumped out of the battle and stood on a tree, asking in confusion.

"Tsunade? What are you doing?"

Someone kicked him from behind, but An Yan dodged it. By the light of the burning arrows on the ground, he saw the second person who had ambushed him. It was indeed Hiruko.

Looking at Tsunade and Hiruko's appearances, An Yan almost burst out laughing. The two of them had changed their clothes, were wearing masks, and had indeed used transformation jutsu. However, what was funny was that Tsunade had become Hiruko, and Hiruko had become Tsunade.

There are only two of you. It would be better if you didn't change at all than to transform into each other. You two are really clever.

Tsunade was furious when she saw Hiruko's transformation.

"What do you want to do by transforming into my appearance?"

Hiruko said expressionlessly, "You were the one who transformed into my appearance first."

The two originally planned to force out An Yan's ultimate move and then retreat, ideally without revealing their identities during this time. However, Tsunade wanted to show off to An Yan the next day: I know your little secret.

However, if she wanted to show off, she had to be careful about the source of the information. So Tsunade decided to leave a small loophole so that An'an would suspect Hiruko and ask the question that Hiruko had said.

Unexpectedly, An Yan ran away when he saw that things were not going well, which forced Tsunade to go out and intercept him herself. However, Hiruko saw his transformed appearance instead.

What a mistake!

Tsunade stamped her foot, her small fists clenched tightly.

She stared intently at An Yan, and said defiantly, "Anyway, I don't care, I just want to know what your secret weapon is."

An Yan smiled gently and said, "A ninja's battle is a battle of intelligence. Intelligence is a ninja's life. You want to know my intelligence? What will you offer in exchange?"

Tsunade was immediately caught in a dilemma: what did she have that she could exchange with An Yan?

What do you want me to give in exchange?

Tsunade asked earnestly.

An Yan smiled: "I want you..."

Tsunade blushed immediately.

An Yan pondered for a moment, then continued, "...the same level of ninjutsu collected at home."

Tsunade was furious, but had no reason to get angry, so she turned to look at Hiruko standing to the side.

"An Yan and I want to exchange ninjutsu. What special techniques do you have that you can use in the exchange?"

Hiruko was stunned for a moment. He was only a first-year student. Where did he get such a special move?

Why is it that you two, both first-year students, each have your own unique special skills?

It feels familiar. What's going on? This feeling that only I can't do it.

"Then I'll leave?" Hiruko asked, seemingly falling into self-doubt again.

Seeing this, An Yan quickly spoke up: "We are just first-graders, it's normal that we don't have any special ninja techniques."

Tsunade dismissed this argument.

Beiliu Hu asked blankly, "Is this normal?"

An Yan nodded affirmatively: "Normal."

Tsunade, too lazy to listen to their nonsense, punched a large tree with a diameter of two or three meters and broke it in half, then began to introduce herself to An Yan.

"This is the ninjutsu my grandmother taught me—Super Strength. Through extremely precise chakra manipulation, an instantaneous burst of chakra can unleash tremendous power through the limbs of the body."

After An Yan exclaimed in surprise, he also began to showcase his talent. He opened his right hand, and a light blue Rasengan emitted a soft light.

"This is the Rasengan that I developed by accident. There is still a lot of room for improvement in this technique."

An Yan pressed the Rasengan directly onto the fallen tree trunk, creating a small circular pit two meters in diameter, and the tree broke into two sections once again.

"Ninjutsu without hand seals! How did you do that?"

Tsunade was amazed. To be able to manipulate chakra to such an extent, releasing it to form a stable rotating sphere, was to say that the transformation of chakra form had been taken to its extreme.

This guy is a true genius!

Tsunade grabbed An Yan's arm and said excitedly, "Don't rush home after school tomorrow. I'll take you to meet my grandma."

"Huh? Why do you suddenly want to meet my parents?" An Yan looked at Tsunade with an innocent expression.

For some reason, Tsunade's face suddenly turned red, and she lowered her head and said, "Don't overthink it. If there are any outstanding people in the village, my grandma will teach you something, depending on the situation."