Naruto: I have Ten Skill Bars

"My accuracy with hidden weapons is only average by ninja academy standards..."

"Let alone among active shinobi."

Shigure frowned slightly. It seemed he needed to allocate a skill slot to Hidden Weapon Throwing for the time being.

It wasn't something he needed to max out—just polish it enough to reach a reliable level of precision.

That alone would greatly enhance the effectiveness of Transparent Escape.

[Passive Skill: Hidden Weapon Throwing]

He temporarily swapped out Chakra Refinement for Hidden Weapon Throwing.

But this time, Chakra Refinement still remained in one of the skill slots to ensure continued chakra growth.

His current setup was:

Chakra Refinement, Hidden Weapon Throwing, and Konoha-Style Kenjutsu.

Now it was time to test how many kunai he could make invisible at once using Transparent Escape.

Just then, the system's voice echoed in his mind.

[Passive Skill: Hidden Weapon Throwing]

[One cycle completed.]

"...Already?"

It had only taken a few seconds.

Not bad.

Shigure turned to a large tree in the distance. With a flick of his wrist, he threw two kunai.

Based on his past accuracy, hitting the general target zone would have been considered decent.

But this time—both kunai struck dead center.

Right in the middle of the trunk.

A clean hit, each one tightly clustered around the crosshairs.

It was a clear improvement.

[Passive Skill...]

[One cycle completed.]

It was happening every few seconds. Progressing fast.

But it made sense—Hidden Weapon Throwing wasn't a complex skill to train. Quick advancement was expected.

Ten minutes later.

Though not too long, it was enough for Shigure to feel the improvement vividly.

The moment he released a kunai now, the speed at which it traveled had grown visibly faster.

When it struck the tree—

Boom!

Nearly half of the blade sank into the trunk.

Power had increased noticeably.

Even more impressive, when Shigure looked up at the tree—

From top to bottom, ten kunai were embedded vertically in a perfect line.

The spacing between each was almost exact—around ten centimeters apart, with only one or two centimeters of margin.

That wasn't just an improvement in power or aim—it was control.

In just ten minutes, accuracy and force had both risen sharply.

"If I keep the Hidden Weapon skill slotted for an hour, how far will it grow?"

Watching yourself grow stronger by the minute—it was a seductive feeling.

"Fifteen meters is no problem at all now..."

A smile crept onto his face.

"Let's push it further."

He stepped back ten meters.

Now he stood twenty-five meters away from the target.

With a flick, he launched a shuriken.

It spun rapidly, slicing through the air with a piercing swish.

The next second—

Boom!

The shuriken stabbed into the tree trunk—but Shigure frowned.

"The distance increased... and accuracy dropped."

It was off-target by about five centimeters—not terrible, but in real combat, that kind of deviation could mean life or death.

Hidden Weapon Throwing would need to stay in the rotation for a while longer.

His current goal wasn't outrageous: reliable hits within thirty meters, delivered with sufficient power.

If it only grazed the enemy, the surprise effect of his Transparent Escape would be wasted.

So, Shigure continued his throws.

But this wasn't just about training and getting stronger.

It was also about refreshing the passive skill cycle.

Compared to chakra refinement, Hidden Weapon Throwing refreshed its state far more easily.

Within half an hour, Shigure had refreshed its cycle over ten times.

Each cycle brought measurable progress.

Even more unexpectedly—his wrist strength had visibly improved.

This would absolutely aid his swordsmanship too.

Upon realizing this, Shigure committed to training for three full hours.

He kept throwing, refining, repeating.

By the end, he could barely feel his hand—it was on the verge of dislocation.

But the results spoke for themselves.

Over thirty passive cycles had been completed.

Roughly ten every hour.

At this point, Shigure was approaching the limit of what passive training alone could achieve with Hidden Weapon Throwing.

Exhausted, Shigure finally slumped down, panting as he rested his aching limbs.

"It's impossible to achieve zero stamina consumption using just one physical skill..." he muttered to himself. "If I had learned a second Hidden Weapon Throwing technique, my hands wouldn't feel this wrecked."

He grumbled, clenching and flexing his sore fingers.

Then, all of a sudden, Shigure shot to his feet, eyes wide with realization.

"Wait a minute... if I activate two physical skills simultaneously—won't that eliminate stamina drain altogether!?"

The idea struck him like lightning.

"If I can slot two taijutsu-based skills at once, and pair that with two chakra-generating skills, I could not only recover chakra insanely fast, but potentially gain unlimited stamina during combat!"

Just thinking about it made his heart race.

"And if I ever master Senjutsu… then I might really reach the point of infinite chakra and limitless physical strength!"

That would make him a true hybrid ninja—someone who could switch seamlessly between taijutsu and ninjutsu, maintaining both stamina and chakra without faltering.

At his current level, that meant only one thing: he needed to push both his chakra reserves and physical conditioning to the absolute limit.

Slotting two physical skills into the skill bar was the first step toward that goal—toward turning himself into an endurance monster.

In a battle of attrition, such an advantage was almost unfair.

Lying back on the ground, Shigure couldn't hold back a grin.

He chuckled softly, feeling the rush of excitement at the path ahead.

That day, he kept Hidden Weapon Throwing slotted in the skill bar for a full seven hours straight.

And the results?

They far surpassed anything he had imagined.

By the time Shigure returned home that evening, his throwing technique had reached terrifying levels.

Within a range of ten to fifteen meters, his kunai could pierce wooden targets up to fifty centimeters thick.

His strengthened wrists gave his throws explosive power.

More impressively, his maximum accurate hit range had extended to a full fifty meters, with speed so fast it was difficult for the eye to track.

This level of precision and force wasn't something even your average Jōnin could casually achieve.

Let alone a Genin.

Shigure felt that if he continued slotting Hidden Weapon Throwing regularly, he could push the technique to an even more absurd level.

But for now, he made the switch.

He removed Hidden Weapon Throwing from the bar and restored Chakra Refinement.

"I've got school tomorrow, after all..."

That night, lying in bed, Shigure let out a frustrated sigh.

He had enrolled in the academy to gain strength—yet now, school felt more like a shackle than a stepping stone.

Time spent there could've been used for training. For grinding his skills. For advancing.

"For refreshing passive skill cycles," he thought grimly.

If he truly wanted to grow stronger at an unstoppable pace, he needed freedom—not a desk and textbooks.

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