An elite Jounin was already a rare powerhouse in the early stages of the ninja world.
Many ninjas never reached such a realm in their entire lives.
Even those with exceptional natural talent, lacking special opportunities, would ultimately stop at the Jounin level.
The Six Paths level, in the mid-to-late stages of the ninja world, seemed to be something only Uchiha Madara achieved on his own.
Damn it!
Watching Instructor Yamada take his stance, Wu Ying's thoughts drifted away again...
Putting aside these idle thoughts, Wu Ying cleared his mind and watched Instructor Yamada intently as he demonstrated the form.
Chopping, slashing, parrying, blocking, stabbing, and wiping—every movement was as swift and powerful as a storm.
Horizontal slashes and sweeps carried a fierce momentum with every swing.
The transitions between defensive postures were as smooth and natural as flowing clouds and water...
After completing the sequence of movements, Instructor Yamada slowly put away his long blade, stood firm, and nodded at Wu Ying.
Wu Ying took a deep breath and stepped into the training area.
His gaze fixed straight ahead, as if trying to pierce right through the space before him.
In his mind, he continuously recalled the starting stance just demonstrated by Instructor Yamada, along with those exquisite techniques and variations.
He concentrated with all his might, not daring to slack off in the slightest.
As his state of mind gradually calmed, Wu Ying began to slowly swing the wooden sword in his hand.
His movements were somewhat stiff at first, but as time passed, they grew increasingly smooth and natural.
Every strike embodied his understanding and comprehension of martial arts.
At this moment, Wu Ying was completely immersed in the training.
He forgot all surrounding distractions, with his eyes fixed solely on the vision of growing stronger and the conviction in his heart to pursue supreme martial arts.
Throughout the process, he continuously adjusted his breathing and corrected his posture, striving to make every single movement flawless.
Two hours later.
The spot where Wu Ying stood was soaked with sweat. He steadied his breathing slightly and glanced at his panel.
[Skill: Basic Swordsmanship (Uninitiated): 5/200]
This was tangible proof that hard effort brings rewards!
He grinned. If he had this panel in his past life, reaching the pinnacle of life truly wouldn't be a joke.
Reminiscing was fine, but for now, the priority was to figure out how to survive.
So what if the starting hand was poor? The danger wasn't small, so what...
Wu Ying figured that as long as he had enough time, conquering the world would be a breeze.
Wu Ying took a deep breath, forcing his thoughts to calm down.
Then he gripped the towel in his hand tightly, gently wiping away the sweat continuously seeping from his forehead.
He paused for a moment, turned his gaze to Instructor Yamada nearby, and asked:
"Instructor Yamada, I would like to ask about the specific ways Chakra can be applied in swordsmanship."
Instructor Yamada frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and replied:
"Actually, there's nothing particularly special about it. It's just about guiding the Chakra inherent in your own body and integrating it into swordsmanship to enhance attack power and potency."
As he spoke, he gestured through a few simple movements.
Wu Ying listened with rapt attention, but a trace of doubt inevitably welled up in his heart.
This method seemed far too crude and straightforward, relying entirely on the individual's own quantity of Chakra.
Moreover, the requirements for skill and flexibility were low.
It completely failed to unleash the potential of Chakra.
Come to think of it, Chakra extraction methods were strictly controlled by the various villages, and Instructor Yamada didn't know how to extract Chakra either.
Still, Wu Ying looked down on Chakra a little bit.
To achieve a high upper limit, one had to graft other people's cells and things like that onto oneself.
However, Wu Ying wasn't worried at all about failing to improve himself in the end.
With the system in hand, the world is mine.
He quickly shook his head, casting away such suicidal thoughts.
With this question in mind, Wu Ying continued to press on:
"Then are there other more advanced and refined usages?
For example, how to better control the flow and release of Chakra to achieve more precise attack effects?
Or how to combine different elements of Chakra to create a unique sword style?"
Faced with Wu Ying's machine-gun-like questions, Instructor Yamada looked somewhat helpless.
He shook his head and smiled bitterly, saying:
"I only know a little bit about these things. After all, the ones truly proficient in the ways of Chakra application are the Ninja Lords.
If you want to delve deeply into the mysteries within, I'm afraid you'll have to keep practicing and exploring on your own..."
Wu Ying fell silent. Thinking that far ahead was useless; for now, he should improve his physical constitution first, and try the method of the bald demon king next door...
Wu Ying reined in his focus and instructed Instructor Yamada:
"Find someone to help get a large water tank and put it over there, and fill it to the brim with water. I have great use for it."
"First, go find Steward Uesugi."
Instructor Yamada fetched the steward and then turned away.
"Steward Uesugi, what are the family's original businesses?"
"Grain and fisheries."
"How much wealth does the family have?"
"About fifty million ryo... Young Master, what do you need money for?"
Steward Uesugi still asked the question.
Wu Ying thought for a moment. He couldn't expand the business right away.
Without the strength to protect himself, he would eventually be targeted by some insidious ninjas.
Even so, he still needed to make more money. Otherwise, how could he buy cultivation formulas and skills?
"Tomorrow, bring out thirty million ryo for me."
After saying this, Wu Ying pondered for a moment and turned to ask:
"Does anyone in the house know how to brew wine? Also, anyone who knows how to sew clothes—give me an answer about that tomorrow as well."
"Oh, right, where is Kaoumi?"
Steward Uesugi felt slightly surprised, but still said:
"I sent her to help out at the shop. The old master's death was a huge blow to her."
"No wonder..."
Wu Ying muttered to himself for a moment, then continued:
"Steward Uesugi, from now on I want to raise Huimei as my younger sister and have her live with me. You don't mind, do you?"
As he spoke, he looked at the elderly steward.
After all, the old steward had always been the one taking care of the little girl.
Steward Uesugi looked at his young master with a meaningful gaze once more.
A mysterious smile appeared on his face as he said:
"I will do as the Young Master says."
Wu Ying always felt that the old steward's smile meant he thought he was going to raise the little girl to be his wife.
He didn't dwell on it and continued:
"Tomorrow, take me to see the vacant houses. I want to set up a workshop then."
With that, Wu Ying waved his hand to dismiss the steward.
Having rested enough, he returned to his room, changed into clothes that were easy to move in, jogged outside, and began working out like the bald demon king.
As the sky grew dark, Wu Ying dragged his exhausted body back to the courtyard and saw the steward standing there anxiously with a little girl.
"Young Master, you're back."
Steward Uesugi wiped the corner of his eye as he spoke, and the little girl beside him handed over a towel.
"Don't worry, Steward Uesugi. Tomorrow, also go and ask around to see if you can buy medicinal herbs for a medicinal bath."
"Oh, and see if you can buy any books related to meridians."
Wu Ying wiped his hair carelessly and patted the little girl on the head.
Only then did he carefully look over the little girl named Huimei.
The little girl's face was slightly sallow, and she had light brown hair.
Beneath her arched eyebrows were a pair of bright, star-like eyes, filled with a gentle and timid gaze...
Her figure appeared rather slender and frail, as if a gust of wind could blow her over.
"Huimei, you don't need to be so reserved!"
Wu Ying said gently, a trace of concern revealing itself in his eyes.
"You'll be living with me from now on. The most important thing right now is to nurse your health back to good condition—you'll have heavy responsibilities waiting for you to fulfill in the future!"
In the back of his mind, however, he muttered, wondering if Huimei had any ninja talent; his helpers were still far too few.
He took Huimei by the hand to the kitchen and started devouring his meal.
After finishing the meal, he sent the steward off to have someone help move the little girl's belongings over.
Wu Ying then brought Kaoumi to the back courtyard, choosing a room right next to his for her.
After that, he let her arrange the room according to her own preferences.
Returning to his room, Wu Ying glanced at his panel. His physical constitution hadn't changed; it seemed improvement could only come gradually.
His mental power seemed capable of unlocking telekinesis or something once it reached a certain threshold...
There were also Daoist meditation and breathing techniques, mind-craft methods...
Forget it, never mind the rest; he would figure out what to buy after getting the money tomorrow.
He sketched a few dozen clothing designs first to level up his drawing skill early on.
After casually sketching a few dozen sheets, he felt a bit tired and glanced at the panel—the experience points had barely increased.
It seemed his side hustle from his past life was still somewhat useful.
Should he...
Draw some art books that all men love to accumulate wealth in the future?
Hehehe...
Wu Ying hurriedly stopped his wild delusions.
Ah, a still heart keeps the desires in check.
As a mature time-traveler, he had to steady himself first.
Putting aside his chaotic thoughts, Wu Ying took a bath and directly collapsed onto the bed like a corpse. After a whole day, he was truly exhausted.