Chapter 245 : Uzumaki Six Style!!

Despite the lurking dangers of Kirigakure, following Kazuhiko's impassioned speech, the citizens of the Red Republic were eager to kickstart production and construction.

"Wind Style · Thousand-Faced Wind!"

With a swift hand seal, countless miniature wind blades erupted from the mouths of Fumito and Fumio.

Kazuhiko witnessed a flurry of these faintly white-tinged wind blades weaving through the forest, accompanied by a constant chorus of "Shu," "Shu," and "Shu."

The rhythmic slicing echoed as trees on either side toppled, causing the ground to tremble and forest dust to rise.

But their efforts didn't stop there. The wind blades continued their dance, now adept at skimming the surfaces of fallen trees, efficiently stripping them of branches and bark, leaving only solid trunks behind.

In mere minutes, they accomplished what would take a logging team half a day to achieve.

The surrounding ninjas from the Red Republic erupted into cheers.

One by one, they entered the forest. Leveraging their inherent physical strength, the Uzumaki clan members effortlessly lifted the felled trees onto transport trucks, ready to haul them back.

Using Wind Style once more, Fumito trimmed the trees of excess branches and bark, as the accompanying ninjas and workers prepared them for transport.

"Quite the tiring task," Fumito remarked, sweat glistening on his brow.

"Indeed, but it's also a workout for our chakra control, isn't it?" the elder Fumio replied with a grin.

"True," Fumito conceded, wiping his forehead before a thought struck him.

"Uncle Fumio, how's everyone faring with the secret techniques the clan head taught us? When can I start practicing..."

Noticing Fumito's envy, Fumio burst into laughter before proudly declaring, "Iron Body!"

In an instant, Fumio appeared enveloped in a layer of blackened iron.

"Go ahead, give it a try!" Fumito eagerly reached out and felt a formidable defensive barrier emanating from his uncle's skin.

"This is the Iron Body technique I've been practicing. Currently, it's at the basic stage, capable of deflecting punches, kicks, and C-rank ninjutsu. At the intermediate level, it can withstand kunai and shuriken, and in its advanced stage, even some ordinary A-rank ninjutsu won't scratch it!"

With a proud grin, Fumio dispelled the Iron Body, leaving Fumito filled with both admiration and jealousy.

"Let me enlighten you, aside from the Iron Body technique, there's another one called Finger Pistol. It's a technique that concentrates powerful force at the fingertips without the need for hand seals. It can snap a large tree instantly, and even pierce rocks and steel in its advanced stages!"

Before Fumio could finish, Fumito jumped in eagerly, "I already know, I already know!"

Uzumaki Fumito, gesturing confidently under Fumio's prompting, said, "Among these techniques, there's also something akin to 'shave', comparable to the Body Flicker technique. It lets you move swiftly without relying on Chakra.

"Then there's 'Paper Arts', which lets you control your own weight, making yourself as light as paper.

"'Moonwalk' is another one. It's said to allow you to walk on air with your own feet, even lingering in the air momentarily, almost as if climbing stairs.

"And finally, there's the 'Tempest Kick'. By harnessing powerful leg strength, it stirs up the surrounding air to create a sharp slash, rivaling A-level ninjutsu!"

Seeing Uzumaki Fumito's confident finish, Fumio smiled approvingly, "Impressive, you know quite a bit for a kid."

"That's right, it's a set of secret techniques known as the Uzumaki Six Forms, perfectly suited for us of the Uzumaki clan, given our innate strength and resilience.

"These techniques demand robust physical prowess, so our clan's members progress swiftly in their cultivation!"

"I myself have already mastered the 'Iron Body', though I can't bite off more than I can chew. Nowadays, I dive to the seabed for training daily, using the water pressure to toughen myself from all angles, and I'm seeing results."

As Fumio spoke, a smug smile crept onto his face.

Meanwhile, Fumito, lost in thought, murmured, "Uzumaki Six Forms..."

Suddenly snapping back to reality, he exclaimed, "Uncle Fumio, when can I start learning the Uzumaki Six Forms? I can't wait!"

Fumio didn't mince words, "Don't fret. If you wish to cultivate these alongside your physical training, simply work hard and contribute more. It took me several days of dedicated practice before I mastered the 'Iron Body' technique.

"In my opinion, you've been quite helpful lately and have put in considerable effort. After this, I'll recommend you to the research department. If your physical fitness meets the standards, you'll be able to learn."

"Really? Thank you, Uncle Fumio!"

Watching the elated Uzumaki Fumito, Fumio, standing beside him, secretly smirked, "So young, yet he calls me 'uncle' every day. Perhaps I'll play with him a little longer..."

On the road leading to the northern urban area, transport vehicles bustled by, carrying loads of stones, wood, and construction materials like sediment. Observing this, residents along the route discerned that Ken was gearing up to kick off another round of construction.

The landscape of the Red Republic was rapidly transforming with new structures cropping up everywhere. Aside from the central square, there were now assorted residential dwellings, training facilities, shelters, and even public amenities like toilets.

The once-Uzumaki territory, now under central government jurisdiction, churned out new decrees with remarkable frequency, shaping the course of daily life.

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