He couldn't make a name for himself in the shinobi world without a secret technique? He had just taken his first step, only to be told this news, and it was quite a blow to him.
"This world is not peaceful. Danger can strike at any time. Without an ultimate ability, you can't go against the surging tide." When Minato heard this, he slowly lowered his head. His birth was given to him by his parents, who were just ordinary people. It was not something he could decide. However, Minato didn't resent his parents for not being able to give him a powerful bloodline limit or secret technique. After all, they had already given him everything they could, even their lives.
Seeing Minato's mood getting lower and lower, Torifu's hand fell on his shoulder. Minato looked up at Torifu, his eyes filled with frustration.
"Although I can't teach you Cloud Release, I've found a secret technique that is most suitable for you." When he heard this, the previously frustrated Minato was suddenly stunned. Did Big Brother just say he found a secret technique for him?
Torifu thought for a moment. "Hmm… calling it a secret technique might not be appropriate, but it's close enough, because basically no one can learn it." Minato became a little curious. What kind of jutsu could be so difficult?
Torifu decided not to keep up the suspense any longer. He had almost made the kid depressed just now. He took out a very ordinary-looking scroll from his ring and handed it to Minato.
"Open it and take a look. I think you might be interested." Minato reached out and took the scroll. He slowly opened it, and a few large words appeared before his eyes.
"Forbidden-level Space-Time Ninjutsu - Flying Thunder God? Isn't this the jutsu that Second Hokage created?"
Torifu nodded. "Indeed. After Tobirama-sama created this jutsu, he trained it to the extreme. This allowed him to establish a great reputation in the shinobi world, and when combined with his Water Release, it could be said that he was unrivaled."
"But unfortunately, when he wanted to teach this move to the ninjas in the village, he found that no one could learn it. Many gifted children learned it from a young age, but they never even got the hang of it until they died." Torifu said with a serious face, "If those children hadn't learned this Flying Thunder God, they might have been pillars of Konoha by now."
"Because Flying Thunder God needs to be learned from a young age, if you can't master it, your most precious years as a ninja are wasted. While ninjas of the same generation have already achieved something, it's hard for them to catch up." Just hearing Torifu's words, Minato felt a sense of despair. They were all people with extraordinary talent, but they ended up with such a fate, which was truly a tragedy.
"But even so, countless geniuses still wanted to learn the Flying Thunder God, just because this jutsu was too powerful. So many children came one after another, but not a single one of them succeeded. First Hokage eventually had to list it as a forbidden jutsu and seal it away." When Minato first came to Konoha, he loved listening to the Hokage's stories. Naturally, he also knew aboutTobirama's signature jutsu. At the time, he just thought it was powerful, but he didn't expect that it also buried so many geniuses.
"The children who learned Flying Thunder God were mostly from ordinary families with no power or background. They had to take a chance." Then, Torifu placed both of his hands on Minato's shoulders and looked at him seriously.
"So now it's your time to choose. Will you bet your future on learning the Flying Thunder God, or will you give up on the Flying Thunder God and continue to practice ordinary ninjutsu? Perhaps with your talent, you can create a ninjutsu that is just as good as the Flying Thunder God in the future."
Minato looked into Torifu's eyes. He knew this was a turning point in his life. He didn't have any clan secret techniques. He could feel it in school. When he fought against some of his classmates who had special abilities, it was always a bit more difficult. Even though he was the strongest in his class, they could always use their special secret techniques or bloodline limits to fight with him for a while. Minato always thought that once he got a little stronger, he would be able to defeat them easily, but they were also improving. He had to use more power to deal with them. Maybe it was true, just like his Big Brother said. Without a secret technique or a bloodline limit, it was really hard to make a name for yourself in the shinobi world.
Giving up on training the Flying Thunder God would naturally mean he wouldn't have to worry about possibly losing everything. He would just need to train the ninjutsu he was good at, and he would still be able to have a place for himself in the village in the future.
However, Minato's ambitions were higher than that. The first day he met his Big Brother, his Big Brother said in front of Second Hokage that he would train him to become the Fourth Hokage. Although it might have just been a joke at the time, it had already planted a seed in Minato's heart. Now was the time for it to sprout. The choice he made would determine what kind of fruit the seed in Minato's heart would bear.
"What do you want me to choose, Big Brother?"
"I respect your choice, Minato. Even if you really can't master the Flying Thunder God and you can't compete with the ninjas of your generation, you'll still be my little brother and can have a very high-quality life in Konoha."
Minato nodded when he heard this, and then, without any hesitation, he opened the entire scroll in his hands.
"I choose the Flying Thunder God."
When he saw Minato's determined face, Torifu smiled from the bottom of his heart. This result didn't surprise Torifu. Torifu had thought that Minato might hesitate a little or be a little confused, but he never thought that Minato would give up on the Flying Thunder God. It wasn't because Torifu knew the plot, but because of the four years he had spent with Minato. He clearly understood what kind of person Minato was. But he didn't expect that Torifu had still underestimated Minato's character. He chose the Flying Thunder God without any hesitation. In that instant, the Flying Thunder God also firmly chose him, choosing this spiky-haired kid to be its second user.
"Big Brother, just you wait. I'll definitely learn the Flying Thunder God!" Minato held the scroll tightly in his hands, raised high above his head.
The morning sun shone through the clouds and onto Minato's face. The boy's smile was so bright and radiant.
"Of course. My little brother has the most talent in Konoha. He became a genin at the age of ten. He'll definitely surpass me in the future!"
When Minato heard his Big Brother's words, he smiled happily. His future was no longer uncertain. As long as he mastered the Flying Thunder God, he would definitely be able to achieve his goal and leave his own mark on the shinobi world. At this moment, no one besides Torifu knew that on this seemingly ordinary morning, a dazzling yellow light was about to shine across the entire shinobi world.