newbobooks Chapter 602 Serious
Chapter 602 Serious
He witnessed the entire battle of Zhang Hai, from the initial probing to the final outburst; every detail was clearly imprinted in his eyes. "I saw your fight just now, Zhang Hai. Your progress has far exceeded my expectations. That understanding of swordsmanship, the control of chakra, and the grasp of opportunity… If you continue to improve, surpassing me is only a matter of time." White Fang's tone was filled with undisguised admiration; these praises from him were undoubtedly the greatest affirmation for Zhang Hai.
After confirming that the surroundings were safe, White Fang slowly walked to Zhang Hai's side, plopped down, and stared at him intently. "Alright, enough chit-chat. I've always had a question for you." He paused, his tone becoming serious, "Have you awakened the Sharingan?"
Zhang Hai made no attempt to hide anything, nodding frankly and replying, "Yes, teacher. I did awaken during a mission last time." There was no hint of pride in his eyes, but rather a complex expression.
A flicker of understanding crossed White Fang's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by confusion. "If that's the case, then why didn't you use any of your Sharingan abilities in the fight just now?" White Fang frowned slightly, his voice tinged with displeasure. "You could have used your Sharingan to see through the enemy's attack trajectory much earlier, and even completely avoided these injuries. The Sharingan can elevate your swordsmanship to a higher level; you could have done it much better, much more easily."
Zhang Hai's eyes flickered slightly. He lowered his gaze, his voice deepening, tinged with stubbornness. "I...I don't want to rely too much on the Sharingan," he said softly, his words revealing his deepest, most primal resistance. He didn't want his strength to stem solely from a pair of special eyes; he preferred that his power originate from his own hard work and his relentless pursuit of mastery over swordsmanship.
"Foolish!" White Fang rebuked without hesitation upon hearing this. His voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable authority that made Zhang Hai's heart tremble. White Fang looked at his disciple, his eyes filled not only with reproach but also with a deep sense of disappointment and frustration. "Zhang Hai, you must understand that the Sharingan itself is part of your power! It's like the sword in your hand. Now that you possess it, you should learn how to use it correctly, to unlock its potential, and ultimately to fully master it! Not reject it, not run away from it!"
White Fang's words were like a wake-up call, plunging Zhang Hai into deep thought. He knew his teacher was right, but his concerns went far beyond simply "not wanting to rely on others." He slowly raised his head, a struggle in his eyes, finally deciding to reveal his deepest, most hidden worries. "Teacher, besides not wanting to rely on others, there's a deeper reason..." His voice became somewhat hoarse, revealing the heavy burden of his past. "I don't want to expose my Uchiha clan identity because of the Sharingan."
White Fang's expression remained unchanged; he simply listened quietly.
“As you know, since the First Hokage’s death, the Uchiha clan has been gradually marginalized and suppressed by the Konoha leadership under the Second Hokage’s policies. We’ve been confined to the Security Forces, which seems prestigious, but in reality, we’re isolated from the center of power.” Zhang Hai’s tone carried a hint of helplessness and premonition. “This continued marginalization and distrust will inevitably deepen the resentment among the clan members. I have a feeling that sooner or later, Konoha and the Uchiha clan will face a major upheaval, an… unavoidable conflict.” His eyes were filled with confusion and worry about the future. He didn’t want to be drawn into this vortex prematurely just because he had awakened the Sharingan, and he didn’t want to become a tool used by his clan or an object of Konoha’s suspicion.
White Fang's gaze softened; he seemed to understand all of Zhang Hai's concerns. He gently patted Zhang Hai's shoulder, his tone slow and wise. "Zhang Hai, a person's background doesn't define them. Uchiha, Hatake—these are merely the starting point of your life, not the end of your destiny." He earnestly advised, "Don't put too much pressure on yourself, and don't be bound by so-called family history and fate. The future is something you must create with your own hands. If you are strong, you can change the future; if you hesitate, you will only be trapped in the present. You possess great power; your eyes are a gift bestowed upon you by heaven. Use them, don't let them trouble you."
Bai Ya's words were like a clear spring, nourishing Zhang Hai's parched heart. The boulder that had been weighing heavily on Zhang Hai's mind finally began to loosen. He looked up at Bai Ya, his previously tense lips slowly relaxing into a genuine smile of ease and relief. "Teacher, I understand!" he said firmly. "From now on, I will strive to master these eyes, whatever their abilities may be, I will transform them into my own power!"
As he spoke, Zhang Hai's hands swiftly formed hand seals, his movements fluid and precise. With the completion of the last seal, a soft green chakra glowed in his hands—the unique light of medical ninjutsu. He gently placed his palms over the wound on his shoulder, and the green light gently enveloped the injury, causing it to heal at a visible speed.
Seeing Zhang Hai actually use medical ninjutsu, a strange expression appeared on White Fang's face, a mixture of surprise and disbelief. "This is... medical ninjutsu?" he asked, somewhat confused. "When... did you learn this?" He clearly remembered that he had never taught Zhang Hai medical ninjutsu.
Zhang Hai sighed helplessly, shrugged, and looked somewhat amused and exasperated. "Last time I went back to the village to rest, Lady Tsunade happened to be there. She looked at me, and I don't know what talent she saw in me, but she insisted on teaching me herself. Since she offered it, how could I refuse?" His tone carried a hint of helplessness towards Tsunade's "forceful" teaching style, but deep in his eyes was a hint of excitement for his newfound power.
White Fang paused for a moment upon hearing this, then understood. Tsunade's judgment was undoubtedly correct; it seemed his disciple truly was a once-in-a-century genius. He thought for a moment, then smiled with relief. "I see. It's good that you've learned medical ninjutsu. It seems I don't need to worry about you anymore." White Fang's gaze deepened again as he looked into the distance. "In that case, I will not appear in the upcoming battles." He had completely relinquished control, giving Zhang Hai his utmost trust and room to hone his skills.