As expected by Aoming, the developments unfolded just as anticipated.
With the arrival of the second and third waves of Konoha reinforcements from the Sand battlefield, the Mist's counterattacks weakened noticeably, and their operational space was progressively compressed.
Five days later, the battlefield situation had become completely clear, and Aoming finally received the long-awaited order to move.
Rear Camp
Command Center
Inside an Office
Nara Kigari handed Aoming a mission scroll and spoke:
"Aoming, you will set out tomorrow morning. The reinforcement troops will complete their assembly tonight. Make sure you arrive at the Blackstone Outpost before noon tomorrow."
"Understood, Captain!"
Aoming accepted the mission scroll and acknowledged with a firm nod, saying no more.
Seeing this, Nara Kigari refrained from further explanation, simply waving his hand to dismiss him.
Leaving the meeting room, Aoming paused slightly, pondering the nature of this mission.
Clearly, this wasn't just a simple reassignment.
As soon as the battlefield stabilized, Nara Kigari hastily sent him to the Blackstone Outpost while even reallocating part of their already stretched manpower.
This spoke volumes about the urgency of the situation.
However, the lack of specific details suggested the information was incomplete—potentially important, yet vague enough to leave room for doubt.
"Could it be that the Mist Village is shifting its main offensive toward the Blackstone Outpost?"
This thought popped into Aoming's mind.
But he quickly dismissed it as unlikely.
Unless the Mist Village's leadership was blind to the situation and insisted on a self-destructive all-out war by sending reinforcements from their homeland, they simply didn't have the forces necessary to open a second major front within the Fire Country.
As for redirecting their forces stationed at Yutsu Port, that was even more implausible.
Not only would Nara Kigari likely block any such move, but even if the Mist forces changed their direction to target the Blackstone Outpost, Nara Kigari could adjust Konoha's defense in tandem.
Such a maneuver would be pointless.
Thus, the most likely scenario was that the Mist Village might reinforce their troops, but the intelligence was ambiguous—enough to cause concern but lacking concrete details.
"But is this really possible?"
Doubt crept into Aoming's thoughts.
His instincts told him that this situation wasn't as simple as it seemed.
However, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't arrive at a definitive answer.
Eventually, he shook his head, choosing to let it go.
As the saying goes: When soldiers come, use generals to block; when water comes, use earth to contain.
Whatever tricks or schemes lay ahead, he would crush them head-on. He had trained so diligently for the sake of unshackled freedom—why let something as vague as this disturb his focus?
With that, Aoming's pace quickened, his expression softening from seriousness to his usual calm indifference.
Instead of returning to his quarters, Aoming followed his routine and headed to the forest to complete his unfinished training for the day.
Time passed quickly, and soon it was deep into the night.
Under the moonlight in the forest, Aoming dispelled his final shadow clone, processing the last hour's worth of training experiences and memories.
The influx of information caused a slight furrow in his brow, but he kept his eyes closed, quietly converting the insights into skill proficiency.
Minutes ticked by.
About fifteen minutes later, Aoming opened his eyes.
A sharp glint flashed in his gaze, accompanied by a look of newfound understanding.
He raised his hand, and with a thought, a pale blue sphere of chakra materialized in his palm—the unsealed ninjutsu, Rasengan!
The sphere rotated silently, seemingly harmless at first glance, but any ninja approaching it would instinctively sense its lethal danger.
Sizzle.
Aoming pressed the chakra ball against a nearby rock.
In an instant, the Rasengan drilled seamlessly into the stone.
When he lifted his hand, a spherical indentation was revealed on the rock's surface. The inner walls of the hollow were smooth, as if naturally formed. No fragments scattered, only a faint trace of stone powder remained at the bottom.
This was the hallmark of concentrated, controlled power.
Satisfied, Aoming nodded and summoned his familiar proficiency panel.
[Proficiency Panel]
Name: Uchiha Aoming
Age: 12
Constitution: 19
Mental Strength: 20
Chakra: 75200 (124532 → 132724)
Bloodlines:
Sharingan (Mangekyō): 15760/50000 → 17296/50000Byakugan (Unawakened): 16/100
Skills (Excerpt):
Rasengan: Lv7 (15900/20000) → Lv8 (16/50000)Wind Release: Wind Wing: Lv6 (640/10000) → Lv6 (4400/10000)Water Release: Great Shark Bullet: Lv6 (6900/10000) → Lv7 (2980/20000)Shadow Clone Technique: Lv6 (610/10000) → Lv6 (4008/10000)Palm Healing Technique: Lv8 (40200/50000) → Lv8 (48720/50000)
Through diligent training, his Rasengan finally reached Level 8.
This breakthrough enabled him to achieve even greater concealment and devastating precision in combat.
Other skills had also progressed significantly over the past half-month, such as Wind Release: Wind Wing,Water Release: Great Shark Bullet, and Shadow Clone Technique.
Even his medical ninjutsu, like Palm Healing Technique and Chakra Scalpel, had seen considerable improvement thanks to his role as a temporary medic.
By strategically distributing his chakra investments, Aoming managed to optimize his training efficiency and further expand his arsenal.
Satisfied with his progress, Aoming dismissed the panel and stood up.
With a few hand seals, he activated Wind Release: Wind Wing, soaring back toward the camp.
His training plan for the day was complete, and it was time to rest.
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