Chapter 12: Return To The Grind 3

Chapter 12: Return To The Grind 3

You know what?

The sealing arts, were fucking amazing.

The more Daiki understood, the less he seemed to know about it. But at the same time, made him realise, just how it made the Uzumaki Clan so fucking damn feared, enough to make three of the big five shinobi villages team up to take them down.

The best he could describe it as, was suddenly learning the basics of mathematics again, and finding the world opening up, his mind understanding things in a completely, almost foreign, yet natural way.

Like two plus two was four, and two times two was also four. Yet two plus three equalled five, but two times three came to six.

It was like a code to a part of reality.

Mind blown.

And with a little bit of ingenuity and creativity, one could accomplish so much. The inaugural upload of this chapter took place via N0v3l-B1n.

"Right, that's that then kid," the tattoo artist who had just finished up his second palm said, "In total, for both, that'll be twenty thousand ryo."

Eeesh, quite pricy, but worth it. Daiki's eyes glanced down to his palms, where the matrix of a seal spread out across his palms, and then then spiralled out between his fingers and up to criss cross around his wrists, reminiscent almost of a pair of spiderwebs.

The ink itself, he had provided for the tattoo's. Sealing ink, mixed with his own blood, making the seal cost less chakra to activate as long as it was from his chakra.

"Though, you'll need to be careful, you won't be able to use your hands much, and you'll need to clean the wounds out quite often for the next few days." the tattoo artist added.

"Nah, it's fine." Daiki waved him off.

Gingerly, gently, he brought his hands together and ran through two easy seals, "Mystical Palm Jutsu." he intoned, green light flaring around his hands.

Conveniently, the green aura of the jutsu, covered up to his wrists quite well, and so he could seal the small needle wounds in a matter of seconds.

"Ah, right, ninja shit," the man glanced at his forehead where his headband was located, "Useful stuff."

"Damn right," Daiki grinned at him, before reaching into his pocket and grabbing his wallet, counting out the price given in notes, "Here ya go, thanks a bunch."

"Eh, no problem kid, pretty cool tattoo, was fun to work on even," the man shrugged, "Feel free to look me up again if you want others like it."

"I'll be sure to do that." Daiki replied, before bidding the man goodbye and leaving the tattoo parlour behind.

He'd switched up his weights for a heavier pair now, since they were getting easy to move in, to the point where he barely noticed them now. Thankfully, the guy who sold them the originals let him trade them in and only pay the extra for the others, so he only had to fork out an fifty thousand ryo for them.

He'd doubled his weight per limb. so now he had a thousand, two hundred pounds per limb, for a total of forty eight hundred pounds in total. He was almost at half what Rock Lee wore on a single leg now.

[Endurance: 80.4/500]

[Durability: 53.5/500]

[Agility: 53.5/500]

[Taijutsu: 112/500]

[Ninjutsu: 102/500]

[Genjutsu: 10/500]

[Bukijutsu: 18.7/500]

[Chakra Control: 168/500]

[Chakra Affinities:]

[Lightning - (Novice): You have learned but the basics of harnessing the power of lightning.]

[Fuinjutsu - (Adept): You are no longer a mere amateur.]

And that was with all the training he was still doing! His chakra capacity had finally reached chunin status once it broke ten thousand.

God, he could only imagine how monstrously large kage-tier chakra reserves had to be. Still, look at those numbers. They were absolutely amazing.

Ninjutsu had broken a hundred, and Taijutsu was steadily, if ever so slowly increasing. And Mystical Palm Jutsu was so damn useful during training, letting him training physically for much longer because he recovered way quicker when using it.

Now, if only the good news continued from there.

As he continued on his way to his apartment, Daiki lifted his hand and focused, static sparked around his finger, small, pale blue bolts of electricity crackling into existence.

Yet, it was all appearance. It only looked like lightning, wasn't actual lightning. And he'd been at a complete dead end even getting to this point over the past twenty days, only managed this after he finally got the Electromagnetic Murder Jutsu down.

'Maybe if I learn more lightning jutsu, it'll become easier.' he mused.

The only other idea he had was copying Naruto's training a bit. Naruto had the basics more or less down, when he cut the leaf with pure wind chakra during his training, basically, exactly what happened to the chakra paper he used to test his affinity.

Daiki could try doing the same with leaves until he made them crinkle.

'Yeah, yeah, that's what I'll do!' he fist pumped, speeding up along the way to his apartment.