"No hand seals? This is a Seal-less Ninjutsu!? My god, he developed... a Seal-less Ninjutsu!?"
Below the stage, a sharp-eyed upperclassman noticed that Shinichi didn't use any hand seals. He cried out in shock, instantly igniting a wave of awe throughout the audience.
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"That degree of Chakra condensation and rotation speed... it's terrifying! Just looking at it, the power feels incredible!"
The crowd instantly exploded into a frenzy. Astonishment, disbelief, and fanatical curiosity intertwined into a buzzing wave of sound.
On the podium, the shock in Third Hokage Sarutobi Hiruzen's eyes was replaced by an unprecedented sharp light as he stared intently at that pale blue Chakra sphere.
But it wasn't over yet!
Shinichi gritted his teeth, let out a low growl, and suddenly thrust his right hand—which was holding the Rasengan—upward—
Boom!
As if more violent energy had been injected, the pale blue light sphere that was originally the size of a palm suddenly erupted with a more blinding light, its volume expanding at an alarming speed!
The rotating Chakra flow emitted a deeper, more intense roar. The air was stirred frantically, letting out a shrill whistle!
In the blink of an eye, the Chakra sphere expanded from the size of a fist to the horrifying size of a human head!
The high-speed internal Chakra lines became clearer and more chaotic, emitting terrifying fluctuations that made one's heart tremble!
Great Ball Rasengan!
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The Rasengan's power is not small, but its size is too compact. Unless it hits someone, it's hard to create a visually shocking effect at first glance.
The Great Ball Rasengan is different; its power and sense of oppression are obvious to anyone who sees it.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
As this giant Chakra light sphere fully formed, the wind above the training ground became violent. Turbulent air currents swirled the dust on the ground and made people's clothes rustle loudly.
A tangible sense of pressure, accompanied by the unstable light and roar of that massive Chakra sphere, clearly enveloped the entire venue.
If the previous Rasengan only made people marvel at its seal-less nature and refinement, sensing it should be powerful...
Then at this moment, this head-sized Great Ball Rasengan, radiating a destructive aura, caused the faces of all teachers and students—from new freshmen to experienced faculty—to turn pale instantly!
It was no longer a theoretical 'good' or 'potentially strong' feeling, but a direct, in-your-face, lethal sense of threat enough to make one's scalp tingle!
Chunin-level teachers in the Ninja Academy had their pupils contract, their bodies instinctively entering a defensive state.
Some students were even intimidated by those terrifying Chakra fluctuations, unable to stop themselves from taking a few steps back, the color draining from their faces.
"W-what rank of Ninjutsu is this?!"
"Such terrifying Chakra... how can he possibly control it?!"
"Y-you've got to be joking... is this really a technique a student could develop?!"
Exclamations rose one after another, but more people held their breath, staring fixedly at the sphere on stage that looked like a miniature storm, and the black-haired boy at the center of the storm who seemed to be struggling to maintain it.
The Third Hokage's body had completely tensed up. The two Advisors beside him stood up abruptly, their faces filled with unbelievable shock.
By this time, the Third Hokage had noticed the instability of the energy sphere and the boy's increasingly pale face. Without hesitation, he stepped forward, one hand firmly pressing on Shinichi's trembling shoulder, while the other reached toward the dangerous Great Ball Rasengan.
Gentle yet massive Chakra intervened, guiding and dispersing it in an exquisite manner. That heart-stopping Chakra sphere rapidly shrank and dimmed, finally turning into a breeze that dissipated into the air.
"Koharu, Homura, you two continue to preside over the ceremony." The Third Hokage gave a low instruction without looking back. Then, he turned to the pale, panting Shinichi, his sternness turning into a deep warmth: "Child, come with me."
Without giving anyone time to react, he led Shinichi away from the noisy ceremony under the shocked, bewildered, and reverent gazes of the teachers and students.
"That child is too reckless! To think he dared to independently develop and attempt such a dangerous Ninjutsu alone!" Utatane Koharu said with lingering fear as she watched their departing figures.
"He was indeed impulsive and took a risk." Mitokado Homura adjusted his glasses, but the gaze behind the lenses had become much sharper: "But, Koharu... it seems our Konoha has produced an extraordinary Genius!"
As Shinichi was personally taken away by the Third Hokage, the two Advisors continued to preside over the opening ceremony.
However, the storm of thought that Shinichi had stirred up could no longer be calmed.
"A-rank! Those fluctuations definitely belong to an A-rank Ninjutsu!" (Note:)
"The larger one later... might even be S-rank! Although it was extremely unstable, that sense of pressure..."
In the teacher's section, the knowledgeable Chunin teachers exchanged their views.
Soon, the news that "third-year student Shinichi Higashino independently developed an A-rank Seal-less Ninjutsu, and potentially even an unstable S-rank one" swept through every corner of Konoha like a raging wildfire.
And the center of this storm—Shinichi Higashino—was currently standing inside the Hokage Office.
He lowered his head slightly, his hands hanging somewhat uneasily at his sides. His face bore an expression peculiar to a youth who had just caused huge trouble, a mix of lingering fear, nervousness, and being at a loss.
Taking everything in, Third Hokage Sarutobi Hiruzen had already sat back behind his large desk.
His expression became extremely peaceful, even carrying the kindness unique to an elder. He spoke slowly, his gentle voice breaking the silence in the room:
"Shinichi, there's no need to be so nervous. Relax and have a seat." He pointed to the chair opposite him. "I didn't bring you here to scold you. I just have some questions about that technique and want to have a good chat with you."
"Yes... yes, Lord Third Hokage!" Shinichi quickly responded, sitting down properly on the chair opposite the desk as instructed, his hands placed neatly on his knees, looking exactly like a well-behaved student listening to a lecture.
"Have you given this Ninjutsu a name?" The Third Hokage picked up his teacup, took a sip, and spoke in a natural, conversational tone.
"Rasengan! Lord Third Hokage, I named it Rasengan." Shinichi answered.
"Rasengan... a rotating Chakra ball, a very fitting name." The Third Hokage nodded in approval, put down his teacup, and looked at Shinichi with a gentle gaze. "So, Shinichi, can you tell me how you thought of and eventually developed this Rasengan?"
"Yes, Lord Third Hokage." Shinichi acted as if he were recalling, then spoke: "Speaking of which, I have to thank Asuma for giving me the inspiration."
"Oh?" The Third Hokage's eyes flickered slightly.
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