Konoha's Medical Ninja: One Punch to beat up Madara

Chapter 7: Chapter 7: Danzo's Gaze, Grandma Tsunade?



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Outside Konoha, in an unremarkable forest.

In Konoha, ordinary people don't know that the shadowy organization Root which controls most of the village's underground operations is located deep underground here.

In fact, even many Konoha ninjas were unaware of Root's existence. This group does not recognize bloodlines and does not obey the Third Hokage's orders.

If Tobirama Senju was aware his ANBU Black Ops had become this, he would surely be enraged. But it was a shame that he was already dead.

At this moment, Danzo watched the report on Colt sent by his Root agents with his single uncovered eye.

"What about this colt..."

As the root that prides itself on secretly protecting Konoha, Danzo's methods were unscrupulous.

As soon as there was any disturbance involving the Third Hokage, he got the news immediately.

And the matter of the Third visiting Colt today naturally did not escape Danzo's notice.

In fact, Colt's intelligence file was already on his desk.

However, after reading a bit of his info also failed to pique Danzo's interest.

"Humph! He simply unlocked his chakra and learned basic medical ninjutsu?"

"He may be a genius among ordinary ninjas, but against true powerhouses he is insignificant!"

"Since there is no special bloodline limit, his potential is plainly average!"

The words were filled with disdain for the Third Hokage and Colt.

In Danzo's opinion, only powers like the Uchiha's Sharingan and Senju's Wood Style were worth pursuing.

A civilian-born genius like Colt was not worthy of his attention at all.

In the empty room, Danzo once again issued his own declaration:

"Hiruzen, you are old and feeble. Konoha's future can only be controlled by me!"

...

Meanwhile, having gotten permission from the Third, Colt went to the Ninja Hospital the next day.

At first, the hospital director thought a misbehaving child had snuck in, but after Colt demonstrated his healing skills and showed a letter from the Hokage's office, he was treated like a prodigy intern.

[Healing Injured Ninja: Gain Constitution +1.3, Chakra Control Exp +1]

[Healing Injured Ninja: Gain Chakra +2.5]

[Healing Injured Ninja: Gain Wind Chakra Affinity Exp +1]

[...]

Throughout the morning, Colt treated a total of nine ninja patients.

In order not to draw too much attention, he feigned chakra exhaustion when finished.

But even so, it was shocking enough.

The director of Konoha Hospital was alarmed by his abilities.

"Little guy, what's your name?"

"Colt Kamiyo."

Hearing that name, the director was stunned.

"Is your mother's name Mieko by any chance?"

"Yes,"

Hearing Colt's affirmative answer, the director's attitude immediately became much more cordial, his tone emotional.

"Mieko was considered one of my most promising students when she started here, her medical ninjutsu was quite outstanding."

"I didn't expect her son would surpass her while still so young."

He was very optimistic about Colt's future potential.

Colt didn't expect his mother to have such a connection here.

"You were her teacher?"

The director waved his hands, "I can't claim to be her true sensei, I merely oversaw her initial training after she joined the hospital staff."

"After all, Mieko only had one real master, the legendary Tsunade-hime!"

Tsunade?

Colt was startled, realizing his background was so impressive.

Rounding up the names in his head, could he call Tsunade 'Grandma'?

Better not, if Tsunade heard that term of endearment...

Not only would her monstrous strength batter him, but her infamous anger would suffocate him too.

...

"It seems gaining ability points won't be as simple as I thought..."

On the way home, Colt summed up that morning's progress.

There were nine patients total, but he only gained stat points from the one Chunin and Tokubetsu Jonin rank ninja.

The remaining seven Genin only contributed trace experience to his affinities and skills.

Not even ninjutsu experience.

According to his deduction, the stronger the ninja, the higher the chance of gaining ability points from healing them.

Moreover, the system's loopholes were not so easily exploited.

He originally wanted to treat each patient's injuries gradually to try triggering multiple

rewards.

However, the system only granted rewards when a patient's injuries recovered past a certain

threshold.

There was also a two-day lockout period for each patient healed.

This completely foiled Colt's plans to capture skilled ninjas, stash them, and endlessly

heal/injure them for huge gains.

No easy road to power it seemed.

Back home, Colt got to studying his status:

[Name: Colt]n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

[Age: 4 years old]

[Constitution: 18.5 (Awakening Senju Lineage)]

[Spirit: 12.9]

[Chakra: 35.5 (Note: Average Genin is 10 in each stat)]

[Skills: Chakra Control Lv 1 (25/100), Throwing Lv 1 (25/100)]

[Chakra Natures: Wind, Lightning, Earth]

[Ryo: 13]

[Comments: Mediocre among Genin, a grunt.]

Looking at his status screen, Colt saw his skills were still quite lacking.

That Throwing Technique was taught to him by a Genin.

When watching the anime in his past life, Colt felt kunai and shuriken were rather ineffective

killing weapons.

The dainty heroines would hurl a whole scroll's worth each battle, only for Temari to bat

them away with her fan.

But the reality was quite different.

The average ninja has very limited chakra reserves, often depleted from just a few ninjutsu

uses.

Therefore, ninjutsu was only used at the most critical junctures to finish fights lethally.

Taijutsu combat and bukijutsu (Weapon Technique) skills were the fighting styles of most

low-ranked ninjas.

Simply:

Fake Genin: Naruto wildly spamming Shadow Clones.

Real Genin: Kunai and Shuriken flying everywhere.

Currently, Colt lacked the reserves for many ninjutsu techniques even if he learned them.

He might as well focus on improving his throwing skills for now.

In the courtyard, two training dummy logs stood in the corner.

Standing ten meters away, four shurikens appeared in Colt's hands. Hold your breath, concentrate, focus all attention on the bullseye marks...

A withered leaf fell from a tree.

*Snap!* Colt spun and threw the shuriken with a dashing pose.

Handsome!

Then...

All four shuriken were stuck uselessly in the wall...

Colt was silent for three seconds, then turned and left for some hard solo training in the

woods.