Start with the Mangekyō and leave Konoha with Madara.

The battle ended very quickly. Shen Yu skillfully put the bodies of the Konoha ninjas together and burned them to ashes with a fireball.

Ninja battles are also intelligence battles.

Destroying the body and eliminating all traces can conceal one's own intelligence to the greatest extent. Even if it is a corpse, ninjas still have ways to extract information.

At this time, Ban came over.

"I watched your fights yesterday and today. Humph, I can only say that you rely too much on your pupil technique."

He commented, seeming a little dissatisfied.

"Um... I'd like to hear the details." Shen Yu suddenly became reserved.

"Both your ninjutsu and taijutsu are too crude. Not only do you lack grace in fighting, but you can't become a strong man if you fight based on poor intelligence!"

Madara shook his head. "If you can't kill the enemy on first sight with your fighting style, you will definitely suffer a great loss in the next battle."

Shenyu felt a little embarrassed, as Madara's comments were very insightful.

His foundation was indeed very poor, and he was pushed into the battlefield with almost no training. His fierce and brutal skills were honed on the battlefield.

After opening the Mangekyō Sharingan, he developed this self-sacrificing fighting style to the extreme.

In short, although the Mangekyō Sharingan gave him divine abilities and made him quickly powerful, it also led him down a wrong path - one-sidedly pursuing efficiency in killing the enemy while neglecting basic training.

You know, truly powerful techniques are accumulated bit by bit through details and hard work.

Take the original Might Guy as an example. Was the amazing kick that almost resulted in the finale based on the Eight Gates? No, the Eight Gates only magnified his basic physical strength infinitely. The truly powerful one was still himself.

If he hadn't practiced hard for decades and polished his body bit by bit, how could he have gained power far beyond the Five Kage after opening the Eighth Gate? How could Ye Kai have the power to kick and blast a Six Paths-level warrior?

Without the accumulation of small steps, one cannot reach a thousand miles; without the accumulation of small streams, one cannot form a river or sea.

This principle is of great benefit no matter where you apply it.

"In Taijutsu, you can't win by just being brave and ruthless. The key lies in the control of details. Ninjutsu can't increase its power by simply releasing chakra..."

Madara's comments continued, and at the end, he shook his head and said, "Forget it, since you are still young and haven't completely gone astray, I will give you some pointers."

Shen Yu was surprised and delighted when he heard this, and it seemed as if stars were blooming in his eyes.

"From your fighting style, you are a brave and careful person, and that chakra blade also proves that you have the talent to control chakra finely. Hum, you can be called a good embryo..." Madara raised his chin, "Then, are you willing to bear my temper?"

"I do!" Shen Yu nodded immediately, like a chick pecking at rice.

After clearing the battlefield, Shenyu looked at the stone wall in front of him. What caught his eyes was a complicated and difficult to understand sealing technique. He tactfully moved aside to make room for Madara.

Madara placed his fingers on the stone wall and muttered to himself, "Blocking time and space... I see."

Shen Yu was a little excited. He didn't expect that Madara's attainment in sealing techniques was so strong. Just as he was looking forward to how Madara would release the seal, a sea-blue light suddenly flashed across his eyes.

"boom!"

Madara activated the initial form of Susanoo, and as he swung his huge blue fist, the stone wall instantly shattered, and the sealing technique was destroyed in the smoke and dust that rose into the sky.

“Uh…” Shen Yu’s eyes were dull.

"What are you looking at?" Madara glanced at Shen Yu and crossed his arms. "As long as the carrier is destroyed, even the strongest sealing technique will lose its effectiveness."

Earth and rocks fell down, and when the smoke and dust cleared, a pitch-black cave appeared in front of the two men.

"Fire Style: Burning Fire."

Shen Yu snapped his fingers crisply, and the air above his fingertips twisted slightly. A wisp of flame ignited out of thin air and quickly expanded into a palm-sized fireball.

In the light of the fire, the situation inside the cave was clearly visible.

"Oh? Are you this proficient in Fire Style..." Madara stared at Shenyu's operation, slightly surprised.

Generally speaking, ninjas can control the flow of chakra by making hand seals, so that it can act inside or outside the body, which is called "jutsu". Uchiha's ancestor Indra once created twelve basic hand seals, which were circulated in the world and benefited the entire ninja world.

However, for ninjas who are proficient in certain ninjutsu or transformations of certain natures, because their bodies are already familiar with the operation of chakra, the hand seal process can be simplified. Those with extraordinary talents do not even need to form hand seals and can perform ninjutsu instantly.

Shen Yu walked in front holding the fireball. At the innermost part of the cave was a spacious open space. On the ground, ink-colored magic spells in the shape of a magic circle were dissipating in circles.

"It's underground." Madara's voice came from behind.

"Yeah." Shen Yu nodded. Seeing that Ban didn't move, he tactfully began to make seals and pressed one hand on the ground.

"Earth Escape: Earth Wave."

A strange wave spread outwards, with Shen Yu's palm as the center. The ground turned outwards inch by inch, and the soil and rocks flowed like a flowing stream.

Shen Yu's chakra has six attributes: wind, fire, water, earth, lightning, and yin. Although he is not proficient in many ninjutsu, all of them are mainly practical. For example, the fire and lightning escape techniques that focus on achievement, and the earth escape technique that focuses on defensive assistance. They are basically for combat and survival.

Soon, a pit of moderate depth appeared on the ground, and a black-haired girl was curled up in it, hugging her knees.

She was thin and petite, wearing a tattered black dress, with her long silky hair hanging on the ground like a solitary lily.

Sensing the circulation of air and the faint heat of the fire, she shivered slightly and slowly raised her head.

"Uchiha Wuming, from today on, you are free."

A white hand stretched out and placed in front of her.

She looked up, and her dark eyes reflected a handsome and gentle face.

"Who...are you? Why? Why are you letting me out?"

She tilted her head in confusion, her voice soft and melodious, like the swaying of wind chimes.

"Like you, I am an abandoned person. As for the reason why I let you go... you can just think of it as a way of keeping each other warm."

Shen Yu smiled. In the warm firelight, his pupils were as soft as jade, and his faint smile seemed to bring out sunshine.

"In short, you don't have to stay in this dark place anymore."

"Unconditionally?" She hesitated, "But why, why would you save someone like me for no reason..."

"Why, have you accepted your fate?"

Shen Yu stared into her eyes, recalling Boruto's lines from the original time and space, his voice full of determination, "Don't lose to the fate that others have decided for you, decide it for yourself, create it for yourself, this is your destiny!"

For a moment, her eyes were filled with ripples, as if a stone fell into the clear lake, causing gentle ripples.

She stared blankly at the young man in front of her. In the dark seal, she couldn't even feel the passage of time. The long emptiness almost wiped out her emotions, leaving only endless hatred and layers of solid ice in her heart.

But now, the ice is melting layer by layer.

As if by magic, Wuming, or Uchiha Guang, grabbed Shenyu's hand and let him pull him up.

Shen Yu couldn't help but measure her height with his eyes, and found that she was half a head taller than him.

She looked to be around 12 years old, probably frozen at the age when she was sealed. She had picturesque eyebrows, clear eyes, a small and soft oval face, and perfect facial features. Although she looked a little dirty, she was still pretty.

Her black tribal clothes were tattered, and her slender white feet were exposed. She had no shoes, but her ankles were wrapped in rough bandages.

The moment she stepped out of the cave, the dazzling sunlight shone on her pale cheeks. She felt uncomfortable and couldn't help squinting her eyes.

She raised her hand to cover her forehead and slowly moved out of the cave. It seemed that the last time she walked in the sun was a long, long time ago.

"Is this Wuming?" Madara was also looking at her.

After a long while, she finally adapted to the light a little, her vision slowly focused, and Shen Yu's back became clearer and clearer, until a familiar "round fan" family emblem came into view.