49Naruto: I'll give you a two-handed advantage, continue.AI Model: kimi-k2-instruct-0905Chapter 49 – Naruto: I'll give you both arms, let's keep going.
This kid… with this kind of talent… could he really be the Child of Prophecy?
The thought flashed through Jiraiya's mind.
Seeing Naruto turn to leave, he hastily called out:
"W-wait, where are you going?"
"To Cultivate."
"How about becoming my disciple and learning Ninjutsu from me?"
At that moment, Jiraiya's thinking shifted.
What videotape? It wasn't important at all.
To him, the Blond-haired Youth before him wasn't merely the child of an old friend.
If this boy truly was the Child of Prophecy spoken of by the Great Toad Immortal, destined to bring change to the world,
then he had to give everything to guide him onto the right path.
"No thanks."
Naruto waved him off half-heartedly.
With the Rasengan already in hand, Jiraiya had little left to offer in terms of power-ups.
The old man had already blown his load with the Burning Scroll; what else was there?
Sage Mode?
He knew it.
Admittedly, his Cursed Seal Sage Mode still lagged far behind the Sage Mode of the Three Great Holy Lands,
but slinging a few Senjutsu techniques was enough—why bother trekking all the way to Mount Myōboku to train?
"Heh-heh, kid, I may not look it, but I'm seriously strong! In Konoha, countless people beg for a few pointers and I still…"
Before he could finish, Naruto walked off without a backward glance.
He came to the unconscious Ebisu and gave him basic medical treatment.
"Wake up."
Ebisu's eyes fluttered open.
"Huh, what happened to me…?"
Then he spotted the white-haired man behind Naruto and recognized him instantly.
"L-Lord Jiraiya?!"
Jiraiya puffed up proudly.
"See, kid? That's the power of a name. You sure you won't reconsider?"
Naruto ignored the showing-off.
He patted Ebisu's shoulder and said flatly, "Since you're awake, let's start. Spar with me."
"No Ninjutsu—just pure Taijutsu and basic Chakracontrol. That okay?"
"Huh? Oh… sure."
Still stunned at meeting one of the Legendary Sannin, Ebisu answered reflexively.
Jiraiya hurried over.
"Hey hey hey, kid, have you got this backwards? You've got a Grandmaster of my Rank right here, and you go looking for a basic-course home tutor to spar with?"
He grew anxious, circling Naruto.
"I can be your training partner too!"
"In real combat experience, my moves beat his textbook-stiff forms by a hundred times!"
"Let me show you a couple tricks and your battle power will skyrocket!"
Naruto couldn't be bothered.
It wasn't about stringing Jiraiya along.
After mastering Flying Thunder God, Sage Mode, and Rasengan, he'd realized one thing:
Besides acquiring more Advanced abilities, he needed to solidify his combat fundamentals.
Without activating Sage Mode or using Ninjutsu, a Tokubetsu Jōnin like Ebisu was the perfect opponent.
"Let's go."
Naruto waved, signaling Ebisu to take stance.
The two clashed at once.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The dull thuds of fists and feet rang out.
At first, Ebisu still thought he'd "offer a few pointers."
But as exchanges mounted, cold sweat broke on his forehead.
"Impossible… this speed, this timing of force…"
His heart sank.
He quickly sensed something wrong.
Naruto's moves weren't flashy, yet every punch and step was crisp and direct,
as if endlessly refined in his mind, leaving only the optimal choice.
His Taijutsu fundamentals might not rival famed close-combat Jonin,
but among Tokubetsu Jōnin, he was top-tier.
Now, however, he was being steadily pushed back.
With each exchange, Naruto's rhythm grew steadier.
Originally rough moves were corrected and optimized in real time.
He was practically evolving mid-battle.
Gradually, the fight became one-sided.
Nearby, Jiraiya swallowed.
He knew Naruto hadn't used Flying Thunder Godor Rasengan,
had even suppressed Chakra bursts.
With only the most basic Taijutsu, footwork, and judgment, he'd already reached the Tokubetsu Jōnin threshold.
"…"
This kid was barely in his teens.
What terrified him wasn't just the learning ability on display,
but the underlying battle instincts rapidly taking shape.
At the same age, Minato had been called a Genius,
yet this youth was already showing signs of surpassing him.
"As expected of that man's child—outshining the master…"
Jiraiya mused inwardly.
Remember, besides Flying Thunder God and Rasengan, Naruto also had the Nine-Tailed sealed inside him.
If he could one day wield the Tailed Beast's power… he couldn't imagine what that would look like.
In the field, the fight was already decided.
When Ebisu mis-stepped, Naruto seized the instant.
A clean elbow strike knocked him down.
"Five-minute break," Naruto said, still eager. "Then I'll give you one arm; we continue."
Ebisu: "…"
Was this reasonable?
Back when Kakashi asked him to coach Naruto, he'd worried the boy was the Dead Last and couldn't keep up.
Now… lying there gasping, staring at the calm teen, Ebisu felt only absurdity.
Who was teaching whom?
Five minutes passed.
The fight resumed.
Using only his right arm, Naruto started at a slight disadvantage,
but quickly adapted to the imbalance and found the knack.
After another fierce exchange—
Bang—
Ebisu hit the ground again.
"Five-minute break."
Naruto glanced at him. "Next round, I'll give you both arms; we continue."
Ten minutes later—
Bang—
Naruto shrugged helplessly.
"I'm just too broken."
Feeling he'd adapted enough to gain nothing further,
he turned to leave without a shred of reluctance, making Jiraiya's eyelid twitch.
"Hold it!"
Jiraiya flashed in front of him.
He finally saw it: this brat's talent was terrifying, his standards even more absurd—ordinary bait couldn't hook him.
"Kid, you're not satisfied yet, right?"
He pulled a small silver bell from his waist, jingling it between his fingers.
"How about a bet? Ten minutes—if you can snatch this bell from me, I'll teach you one more Ninjutsu. Deal?"
He wanted to see what Naruto could unleash at full power.
Naruto glanced at him, thought for a moment.
"Fine, but one Ninjutsu isn't enough."
"Oh? How many do you want to learn?"
"All of them."