"A Sealless Ninjutsu!? My god, the Ninjutsu he developed... is actually a Sealless Ninjutsu!?"
In the audience, a sharp-eyed senior student noticed that Shinichi hadn't formed any hand seals. He exclaimed in surprise, instantly igniting a shock throughout the entire venue.
"The concentration and rotation speed of that chakra… It's terrifying! Just looking at it makes me feel its incredible power!"
The crowd erupted instantly, a cacophony of astonishment, disbelief, and fervent curiosity blending into a buzzing sound.
On the podium, the third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi, after his initial shock, now had an unprecedentedly sharp light in his eyes as he stared intently at the pale blue chakra ball.
But that's not all!
Shinichi gritted his teeth, let out a low shout, and suddenly raised his right hand, which was holding the Rasengan, upwards.
Boom!
As if injected with even more violent chakra, the pale blue sphere, originally the size of a palm, suddenly burst out with an even more dazzling light, and its size expanded at an astonishing speed!
The rotating streams of chakra emitted a deeper and more violent roar.
The air was frantically stirred, producing a piercing howl!
In the blink of an eye, the chakra ball expanded from the size of a fist to the terrifying size of a head!
The rapidly circulating chakra lines within became clearer and more chaotic, emanating a terrifying aura that sent chills down one's spine!
Odama Rasengan!
He wants them not only to feel the danger, but he wants all of them to truly experience what extreme danger means!
The Rasengan is quite powerful, but its size is too small. Unless you are hit by it, it is difficult to give people a shocking effect at first glance.
The Odama Rasengan, however, is different; its power and oppressive aura are immediately apparent.
Whoosh!
As the giant chakra sphere fully formed, the wind above the training ground became violent, and the turbulent air currents stirred up dust from the ground and made the hems of people's clothes rustle.
A palpable sense of oppression, accompanied by the unstable light and booming sound emanating from the massive chakra sphere, clearly enveloped the entire venue.
If the Rasengan just now only impressed people with its simplicity and exquisite design, it made them feel that its power must be very strong.
At this moment, the Odama Rasengan, the size of a head and exuding a destructive aura, caused the expressions of all the teachers and students present, whether they were freshmen or experienced teachers, to change drastically in an instant!
It was no longer a theoretical good or potentially strong feeling, but a direct, overwhelming, and terrifying sense of deadly threat!
The Chunin-level instructors at the Ninja Academy had their pupils contract, and their bodies instinctively went into a state of alert.
Some students were so shocked by the terrifying chakra fluctuations that they couldn't help but take a few steps back, their faces drained of color.
"What level of Ninjutsu is this?!"
"Such terrifying Ninjutsu... How could he possibly control it?!"
"Are you kidding me...? Is this really a technique a student could develop?!"
Exclamations rose and fell, but most people held their breath, staring intently at the chakra ball on the stage that resembled a small storm, and the black-haired boy in the eye of the storm who seemed to be struggling to maintain it.
The third Hokage's body was completely taut, and his two advisors stood up abruptly, their faces filled with disbelief and shock.
At this moment, the third Hokage noticed the instability of the energy ball and the boy's gradually paling face.
Without any hesitation, he stepped forward, placing one hand firmly on Shinichi's trembling shoulder, while the other hand covered the dangerous Odama Rasengan.
A gentle yet immense chakra intervened, guiding and dispersing it in an exquisite manner. The heart-pounding chakra sphere rapidly shrank and dimmed, eventually dissipating into the air as a gentle breeze.
"Koharu, Homura, you two continue to preside over the ceremony."
The third Hokage gave a low order without turning his head. Then, he turned to Shinichi, who was pale and panting, and the sternness on his face turned into a deep gentleness: "Child, come with me."
Without giving anyone time to react, he took Shinichi and quickly left the noisy ceremony site under the shocked, bewildered, and awe-inspiring gazes of the teachers and students.
"That child was too reckless! How dare he develop and try such a dangerous Ninjutsu all by himself!"
Koharu Utatane said, still shaken, as she watched them leave.
"It was indeed a bit impulsive and risky."
Homura Mitokado adjusted his glasses, his eyes behind the lenses becoming much sharper.
"But, Koharu... It seems our Konoha has produced an extraordinary genius!"
With Shinichi being personally taken away by the third Hokage, the two advisors continued to preside over the opening ceremony.
But the storm that Shinichi stirred up could never be quelled.
"Rank A! That's definitely the kind of energy only rank A Ninjutsu can produce!"
"The one after it is even bigger… It might even be S-rank! Although it's extremely unstable, the sense of oppression it exudes..."
In the teachers' seats, the knowledgeable Chunin teachers exchanged their views.
Soon, the news that third-year student Shinichi Higashino had independently developed an A-rank Ninjutsu without hand seals, and may even be an unstable S-rank Ninjutsu, swept through every corner of Konoha like the fiercest wildfire.
And at the center of this storm, Shinichi Higashino, was standing in the Hokage's office.
He lowered his head slightly, his hands hanging uneasily at his sides, his face bearing the unique expression of a young boy who had caused a great disaster, a mixture of lingering fear, tension, and helplessness.
The third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi, who had taken in everything, had already sat back down behind his large desk.
His expression remained as serene as ever, even carrying the benevolent look characteristic of an elder, as he slowly began to speak: "Shinichi, there's no need to be so tense. Relax and sit down."
He pointed to the chair opposite him: "I brought you here not to scold you, but because I have some questions about that technique that I'd like to discuss with you."
"Yes...yes, third Hokage-sama!"
Shinichi quickly responded and sat down properly in the chair opposite the desk, placing his hands neatly on his knees, just like a good student listening attentively to a lecture.
"Have you named this Ninjutsu yet?"
The third Hokage picked up his teacup, took a sip, and spoke casually, as if chatting.
"Rasengan! Third Hokage, I've named it Rasengan."
Shinichi swiftly replied.
"Rasengan... A spinning chakra ball, a very fitting name."
The third Hokage nodded approvingly, put down his teacup, and looked at Shinichi with gentle eyes: "So, Shinichi, can you tell me how you came up with and ultimately developed this Rasengan?"
"Yes, third Hokage."
Shinichi paused briefly to recall before speaking, "Speaking of which, I have to thank Asuma for the inspiration he gave me."
"Oh?"
The third Hokage's eyes flickered slightly.
And what about his son?
"The story begins two years ago..."