Naruto: Stormbreaker Chapter 177

One month later and after countless tries I finally did it.

I inhaled deeply, forming the familiar hand seals with care. This ti, the resistance was gone. My chakra didn’t scatter or reject the shift, it finally settled, heavy and cool. Pressure built in my chest as I gathered moisture into my lungs and pushed it outward.

A stream of water burst from my mouth, twisting in the air before spreading into a thin curved wall. It wasn’t high or even, but it held for five full seconds before collapsing with a wet splash that soaked the dirt in front of . I froze, staring at the puddle.

“I did it,” I whispered, half afraid to move. “It actually worked.”

From behind , Shisui crossed his arms, watching with a tired look “in the beginning seeing you struggle was a good way of humbling a prodigy such as you however the more ti passed I felt like we spent way too much ti, chakra and effort for a simple d rank jutsu that I am feeling bad for you.”

I ignored him and tried again, repeating the seals. This ti the stream ford faster and spread wider before falling apart. The feeling was strange, like holding back a breath that wanted to explode. My lightning chakra always roared. This felt quiet, heavy, and patient.

As the wall splashed down again, Shisui nodded in approval. “Good. That was a proper Water Formation Wall, not a spit take with ambition.”

I exhaled slowly, wiping my mouth. “So that makes a dual-nature genius now, right?”

He gave a flat stare. “It ans you can spit water. Barely. Don’t let it get to your head. I know genin who would destroy you in a battle of water chakra nature without much effort”

I grinned anyway. “Still counts. Unlimited free water, no more paying for refills. Wait, can I shower with that water? Or water plants? Would they grow faster from the chakra? Oh, and washing clothes, they would co out cleaner and probably hum with energy. The possibilities are endless.”

Shisui sighed. “If you ever open a water stand, I’m denying any association with you.”

The puddle shimred at my feet as the last of the chakra faded. It wasn’t perfect, but it was mine, and for once lightning wasn’t the only thing that listened. Though I definitely wouldn’t be trying to make anything else listen, one low rank jutsu from a different chakra nature had nearly driven insane to learn. That was more than enough for a lifeti.

"Now we will move on to developing your Static Field jutsu," Shisui said.

My eyes brightened imdiately. "Finally, after all that torture, I can go back to using lightning again. Things should be easy from now on."

Shisui noticed my grin and gave a short nod. "We’ll see about that. I’ll throw a kunai while your jutsu is active. I want to asure how much your field can slow it down."

Shisui activated his Sharingan, his gaze sharpening as I nodded and ford the hand sign. Chakra surged through , and the air filled with a low electric hum as the Static Field ca to life. Faint arcs of lightning crawled along my arms while the buzz of energy spread outward, thickening the air like a charged mist.

In the next instant, a kunai flew toward , fast and clean, at least chunin level. The blade cut through the air, but the mont it entered the field, its speed faltered for just a heartbeat.

That heartbeat was enough.

I raised my empty hand, summoning a kunai from the hand seal. It appeared in my grip with a soft pop of chakra, and I struck his weapon down midair. The blades clashed, sparks snapping before his kunai spun into the dirt.

Shisui lowered his hand, watching the field flicker faintly around . His eyes followed the energy distortion before he finally nodded in approval. "Impressive. You can activate it instantly with a single seal, and your control is already refined. Seeing how natural you are with lightning after your struggle with water release really highlights the difference."

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I smirked, brushing off a faint static spark from my sleeve. "Told you. Lightning and I get along just fine."

He gave a small smile. "So do I. Let’s see, I think you did it like this."

Before I could even react, Shisui copied the single hand sign I had just used. His chakra pulsed once, and the air shifted. A faint hum filled the clearing, followed by tiny arcs of lightning crawling across his arms. In seconds, a perfect Static Field shimred around him.

I froze, staring. "You, did you just copy it? Already?"

Shisui tilted his head, examining the crackling air around him. "The chakra control pattern was simple enough once I saw it. A little rough around the edges, but close."

My brain short-circuited. "You’ve got to be kidding . I spent months stabilizing that, and you just glance at it and steal it like you’re shopping for techniques?"

He let the chakra fade with a small, pleased smile. "Observation and precision. You should try it soti."

I stood there, horrified. In my head, one thought scread louder than anything else. I finally understand why people hate fighting the Uchiha. They just steal your shit without a single thought about intellectual property.

Shisui looked at suspiciously. "You’re thinking sothing insulting, aren’t you?"

"Just reflecting on the tragic death of creative ownership," I said flatly. “Just thinking about how unfair it is that one clan can turn soone’s life’s work into a quick jutsu copy.”

Shisui ignored my complaint flatly as he said, “You need to increase the amount of lightning chakra within that field. That way, the electric current will interact with any tallic weapon and slightly alter its trajectory. Not by much at first, but with ti, you might be able to divert the aim.”

I nodded before freezing mid-thought. “Wait,” I muttered to myself, “instead of increasing the chakra and trying to find the right concentration, why don’t I seed the area covered by the Static Field with lightning chakra? That seeded layer would have a higher concentration and give more control. Since it is only about three ters, it will not consu too much chakra, and I can seed it from a single point without needing multiple nodes.”

I nodded to myself, satisfied with the plan, then looked up. “Shisui-sensei, I have an idea I want to try.”

Shisui raised an eyebrow but nodded. “Go ahead. Let us see it.”

I stood still and ford a hand seal, focusing my chakra before releasing it outward. Lightning chakra spread across the area around in a steady pulse, seeding the air within three ters. The Static Field shimred brighter than before, and though the air remained clear, faint blue haze flickered at its edges like distant heatwaves.

I looked at Shisui proudly as he watched with his Sharingan. He nodded, clearly impressed. “Your chakra seeding training is paying off. Very smart use of your existing tools.”

He barely gave a mont to celebrate before flicking a kunai at . The weapon shot through the air, slicing straight through the field. It slowed, just slightly, the air buzzing faintly as it passed, but its trajectory held. I still had to dodge.

I sighed. “Of course, it would not be that easy.”

Shisui chuckled. “It is fine. You just need to fine tune the field to find the right balance. Using chakra seeding burns more energy than building the jutsu itself, but I suspect you had another goal in mind.”

I nodded. “Good thinking, sensei. With chakra seeding, I will be able to sense any weapon entering my field even from a blind spot. That will give a chance to react faster instead of relying only on my danger sense. Not that it would help much against soone as silent as you.”

Shisui grinned. “Glad my reputation motivates you to improve.”

I muttered under my breath, “This is not how a sensei should encourage his student.”

He pretended not to hear, so I got to work again.

Days passed as I refined the balance between chakra density and spread. It beca easier to maintain the seeded network without losing control or draining my reserves too fast. The Static Field began to feel alive, like I could sense every ripple in the air.

When Shisui threw another kunai, I felt it enter the edge of the field before I even saw it. My chakra reacted instinctively. The weapon cut through the air and, the instant it touched the boundary, its tal shell t the faint electric charge suspended in the field. The natural conductivity of the kunai made it absorb a trace of the static energy. For a split second, the opposing charges along its edge disrupted its spin, causing a brief imbalance.

The kunai trembled mid-flight, its rotation faltering as one side of the blade slowed slightly. That tiny shift was enough. The weapon wobbled, veering just off its intended line, and instead of cutting my cheek, it passed so close that I felt the air split beside before striking the dirt behind with a dull thud.

I blinked, watching the faint spark still dancing along the tal. “It actually worked,” I muttered, half stunned. The Static Field had not stopped the weapon, but the electric charge had interfered with its motion just enough to save from a cut. A resounding success, if I ignored the near heart attack that ca with it.