Reborn in Konoha; I Think I’m Cultivating Immortality

The students watched as the targets were positioned at seemingly random and unconventional angles, their faces filled with confusion. Even Minato furrowed his brows in puzzlement.

Hui addressed their curiosity with a calm voice.

"I'm sure you're all wondering why the targets are set up this way. 

"The reason is simple: I want to show you that kunai throwing isn't just about strength, speed, and accuracy. It can also be a highly skillful art."

As Hui spoke, six kunai appeared in his hands—three in each hand.

In an instant, his figure vanished, reappearing mid-air.

The students gasped in amazement, their eyes glued to Hui as he hovered above them.

From above, Hui threw all six kunai, three from each hand. Then, as he scanned the field with his sharp eyes, two more kunai materialized in his hands. He threw those as well in quick succession.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

The sharp sound of metal colliding echoed through the air, accompanied by sparks.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

The sound of kunai striking their targets followed, and Hui landed gracefully on the ground.

When the students turned to look at the targets, they were stunned. Each of the eight targets had a kunai embedded squarely in the bullseye. A total of eight kunai, every one of them had hit dead center without fail.

"Wow!!!"

Cries of astonishment erupted among the students, their faces filled with disbelief that quickly turned to excitement.

"So kunai can be used like this?!"

"Ahhh! The Third Hokage-sama is amazing!"

"How incredible!"

"How is that even possible?!"

"Too cool!"

The students were overwhelmed, their eyes sparkling with admiration as they gazed at Hui. Even Minato stood with his mouth slightly agape, staring at the bullseyes in awe.

Hui smiled faintly at their reactions and explained, "With precise kunai techniques, even enemies in your blind spots can be dealt with as effectively as those in plain sight."

However, Hui paused mid-sentence, suddenly realizing a critical issue.

While such techniques were undeniably impressive, they demanded immense skill and time to master. 

For most people, the effort required to train these advanced techniques would outweigh their practical benefits.

This kind of skill is really only feasible for those with exceptional talent, Hui thought with a wry smile. 

If he encouraged students to practice these techniques obsessively, it might hinder their development in other areas.

To rectify this, Hui addressed the students again.

"Of course, this level of kunai throwing is only effective against opponents unfamiliar with the technique. Beyond that, it's often more of a showy display than a practical combat skill."

He added with a grin, "It takes a significant amount of time and effort to master this, and there's no guarantee of success. Therefore, I don't recommend focusing on it. For most of you, developing power, speed, and accuracy in your kunai throws is far more important."

To demonstrate his point, Hui produced another kunai.

"Like this," he said simply.

With a flick of his wrist, the kunai shot forward.

Whoosh!

This time, instead of a dull thud, the sound was a sharp hiss, like the slicing of air.

The kunai moved so fast that the students couldn't even see Hui raise his hand. By the time they looked, the kunai was already embedded in the target.

Gasps filled the air as they noticed that the bullseye had been punctured clean through, leaving a perfectly round hole.

Behind the target, a ring was attached to the rock, defying all logic as if gravity had no hold over it, as if it was glued to the rock.

Minato stared at the scene in utter shock, recognizing immediately what the ring represented. It was the ring on the back of kunai.

In other words, Hui's throw had not only pierced through the target but had driven the kunai nearly entirely into the stone behind it, without breaking the stone. With pure penetrating power, and control.

What kind of power is this?

The sheer force and precision left Minato utterly speechless.

The other students gradually began to comprehend what they had witnessed, their admiration for Hui reaching a fever pitch.

Even Shuhei, Hui's former comrade, could barely contain his amazement. "As expected of our captain. This is…" He trailed off, struggling to find the right words.

Sakmo chuckled, and spoke. "Well, he's the Demi-God of the Shinobi World, and perhaps even the God of Shinobi now. This is only natural."

Internally, however, Sakumo was reeling.

The sheer speed, power, control and simplicity of Hui's kunai throw were mind-boggling. In Hui's hands, what was supposed to be a basic technique rivaled the might of an A-rank jutsu.

If Hui had aimed that kunai at Sakumo from a close distance, Sakumo estimated his chances of blocking it at a mere 20%, and even that relied entirely on reflex.

Hui, on the other hand, felt slightly embarrassed.

He had intended to showcase the fundamentals of kunai throwing but had inadvertently infused the kunai with immense chakra and wind-nature Senjutsu. 

What should have been a simple demonstration ended up looking like a full-blown A-rank jutsu.

"Anyway," Hui said, clearing his throat, "as long as you master power, speed, and accuracy, even without advanced techniques, your kunai can become a powerful weapon as your strength grows."

With that, Hui exchanged a few pleasantries with Shuhei and then left with Sakumo.

Hui still had numerous tasks to handle. While his shadow clones managed many of them, the sheer importance and the volume of work made it impossible to delegate everything to clones alone.

…

Later in the day, as classes ended, Hui made his way to a training ground in Konoha.

There, a young figure was practicing kunai throwing. The boy threw one kunai after another, each time striving to increase his power and speed. Occasionally, he attempted to make a second kunai catch up with the first, but to no avail.

After numerous attempts, he succeeded only twice, but those successes had no practical effect. Instead of striking his intended target, both kunai ended up wasted.

Frustrated, the boy sat on a bench by the training ground, staring blankly at the kunai in his hands.

A warm, soothing voice broke the silence behind him.

"Kunai throwing involves a lot of skill. I spent a long time mastering it myself. If you're trying to figure it out alone, it'll take even longer."

Startled, the boy turned quickly to find the source of the voice.

"Third Hokage-sama!"

The boy's face lit up with excitement but also tensed with nervousness.

"You're Minato, right? No need to be so formal. Relax and just call me Hui-nii-san," Hui said with a gentle smile.

The boy was none other than Minato.

Hui had come specifically to meet him.

Minato was destined to achieve great things, eventually becoming the Fourth Hokage of Konoha. But what interested Hui the most was Minato's innate spatial affinity.

Minato's famed technique, the Flying Thunder God, was a creation of the Second Hokage, Senju Tobirama. 

Using this technique, Minato would one day earn the title of the "Yellow Flash" of the ninja world.

Moreover, Minato had significantly advanced the Flying Thunder God technique, creating formations and multi-stage versions that showcased his extraordinary spatial talent.

This innate talent was precisely what Hui valued.

Hui, though a successor to Tobirama in many ways, lacked the spatial affinity to master the Flying Thunder God technique, a regret he deeply felt. 

It was also a regret for Tobirama, who had lamented seeing his signature technique fade into obscurity.

Now, Hui planned to resolve that regret by introducing Minato to Tobirama.

Having retired from the position of Hokage, Tobirama now had plenty of free time. 

Training Minato would not only be beneficial for Minato's growth but would also be quite an interesting endevor for Tobirama.

Hui couldn't wait to see how Minato would grow up under Tobirama's guidance!

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