Sharingan Evolution: Proficiency's Path

Five days later.

Morning.

Standing in front of the full-length mirror, Qingming brushed back his long hair and tied his Konoha headband around his forehead, adjusting his clothes.

At that moment, he seemed to have gained a hint of a deadly aura.

Graduating from the Ninja Academy meant he was officially stepping onto the path of a ninja; from now on, his fate—whether he lived or died—depended entirely on himself.

After standing still for a moment, Qingming called up his proficiency panel.

[Name: Uchiha Qingming]

[Age: 10]

[Physique: 6]

[Spirit: 7]

[Chakra: 312 (622→862)]

[Bloodline: Sharingan·Not Awakened (52/100)→(57/100)]

[Skills: Chakra Refinement Technique: lv2 (9/500)→lv2 (69/500)]

[Shadow Clone Technique: lv2 (1/500)]

[Transformation Technique: lv2 (1/500)]

[Substitution Technique: lv2 (1/500)]

[Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique: lv0 (75/100)→lv1 (1/200)]

[Mind Reflection Technique: lv1 (10/200)→lv1 (65/200)]

[Basic Taijutsu: lv2 (1/500)]

[Ninja Tool Throwing: lv2 (120/500)]

In the past five days, aside from the first two days where he spent some chakra to bring the Great Fireball Technique to an entry level, giving himself an additional trump card, he devoted the rest of his time and energy to practicing the Mind Reflection Technique.

In total, he spent over ten thousand points of chakra, which allowed the proficiency of the Mind Reflection Technique to soar by fifty-five points.

As a result, the awakening progress of the Sharingan also advanced by five points.

Basically, every ten points of proficiency in the Mind Reflection Technique could drive up one point in the awakening progress of the Sharingan.

With this, Qingming understood why no one from the Uchiha clan had managed to awaken the Sharingan using this technique.

While it seemed that every ten attempts at the Mind Reflection Technique allowed for one point increase in the awakening progress, it was because he was improving with each use.

For others, without the support of a proficiency panel, attempting to reach ten points of proficiency was not a simple task.

Especially as they progressed, it would only get more difficult.

If the proficiency of the Mind Reflection Technique didn't reach the required level, it wouldn't promote the awakening of the Sharingan at all.

In other words, it was essential to continually improve the proficiency of the Mind Reflection Technique to maximize the chances of awakening the Sharingan.

Qingming wouldn't slack off because he could see the accurate progress, but for others...

Once they felt they weren't making noticeable progress, they would likely give up.

Even he himself would have doubts if the awakening progress of the Sharingan were at (70/100) or higher, with both the lv0 and lv1 Mind Reflection Technique being ineffective; he would be troubled.

Would anyone spend years, even decades, practicing a technique as difficult as this but with little practical use to reach a profound level?

Not to mention the talent required; even if they had it, without positive feedback, it would be tough to persist.

Moreover, he had a hunch that the last few points of awakening progress for the Sharingan wouldn't be easy to break through.

In this case, it would be even harder for anyone to stick it out.

However, Qingming wasn't too worried.

With the proficiency panel to guide him, as long as he confirmed this path was feasible, he would persist unyieldingly.

Retracting his thoughts, Qingming stopped overthinking, left the mirror, locked the door, and headed straight for the Ninja Academy.

Ninja Academy.

In a classroom.

Qingming sat in the last row, observing the familiar and unfamiliar faces of his fellow graduates and secretly guessing who he would be grouped with.

Tap tap tap...

After about half an hour, a young teacher walked into the classroom holding a roster.

He wasn't Sugimura Itou; Qingming remembered him as another class's teacher, possibly named Miyama Kaho.

"Class, quiet down!"

Miyama Kaho stood on the podium, clapping his hands, his tone warm and gentle.

Upon hearing this, the classroom gradually fell silent.

Then, Miyama Kaho introduced himself, saying, "I'm Miyama Kaho. Some of you know me; some don't, but that's not important. First, congratulations! From today, you are all real ninjas."

Upon hearing this, the classroom, which had just quieted down, erupted into noise again.

Clap clap clap...

Miyama Kaho clapped his hands to signal for silence again.

Once everyone calmed down, he continued, "I believe your teacher has already informed you that today is the day of class assignments.

Class assignments mean you will be grouped into teams of three, with one experienced Jonin leading each group to execute missions together.

From now on, you will be your closest partners and the most trustworthy comrades."

At this, some students whispered excitedly, some squabbled over wanting to team up with friends, and some sat nervously, fidgeting. In short, the atmosphere was lively.

Seeing this, Miyama Kaho smiled and didn't interrupt them immediately.

After a few minutes had passed, when he deemed the time was right, he said, "Everyone, you can talk later; let's quiet down first. We're going to assign the classes now."

Hearing this, everyone immediately quieted down, their faces tense as they stared at Miyama Kaho.

Miyama Kaho smiled, picked up the roster in his hand, and began to read, "Team 11: Nakajima Souta, Hanakawa Naoko, Hiyori. Team 12: Kimura Souta, Yamanaka Haru, Kuroda Ichirou. Team 13:…"

One name after another was read out loud by Miyama Kaho; students below either celebrated or felt dejected but managed to keep quiet.

Before long, Qingming heard his own name.

"Team 17: Uchiha Qingming, Mizutani Seiko, Ryoukai. Team 18:…"

Mizutani Seiko. Ryoukai.

Upon hearing these two names, Qingming quickly scanned the front.

Soon, two distinct figures came into his view, one male and one female. The male looked lively; Qingming didn't recognize him, but he had an impression from his previous memories, suggesting he was a student from another class.

The female was somewhat demure; she was in the same class as him, had a Jonin father, and was physically weaker but solid in theoretical knowledge.

Neither had awakened their Sharingan, so Qingming couldn't gauge their potential, but he assumed they wouldn't be too bad.

Given his identity as an Uchiha and his final exam results, the higher-ups wouldn't pair him with individuals of significantly lesser potential.

Otherwise, even if the Uchiha clan didn't voice their concerns, the Jonin leader wouldn't be pleased.

Due to the potential disparity, it would be challenging to manage the team.

As for geniuses...

Please, Konoha doesn't produce geniuses every year.

Overall, geniuses are still rare; the vast majority of graduates would be considered lucky just to become Chunin.

Therefore, Qingming didn't expect to have a genius partner.

Moreover, for him, a partner was just a partner; on the battlefield, danger lurked, and who knew if they would survive?

Investing too many emotions would only add to the worry if something unexpected happened.

If that's the case, it's better to keep things professional.

In a short time, Qingming had already made up his mind.

At this moment, Miyama Kaho had finished reading the roster, and everyone had found their partners.

"Now, take some time to get to know each other. A Jonin leader will arrive shortly; just follow them when they come," Miyama Kaho concluded.

With that, he left the classroom.

As soon as he left, a wave of noise erupted from the classroom, with students bustling around to find their partners.

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