Guy's Training Method

"Damn it, the Third Hokage's Telescope Technique again. Why isn't that old bastard peeping on women bathing all day? Why is he watching the academy—watching me?!"

Katsuo muttered through gritted teeth. He had already sensed someone watching him. Without a doubt, it was that perverted voyeur again!

"I wonder if he saw me kick that brat Nawaki over just now. And was Tsunade there...?"

With Tsunade's obsession with her little brother, if she had seen what Katsuo did, he would be lucky to escape with only a severe beating!

Inside the Hokage Office, the Third Hokage, still in his prime, was gathered around the Crystal Ball with his three prized disciples, spying on them... They had just seen Katsuo help the falling Nawaki up. His concerned, protective manner toward her younger brother made Tsunade nod to herself, and she could not help but smile.

"That kid's actually pretty decent. He's completely different from the rest of the Uchiha Clan. His personality is rather like Uncle Kagami's was before he passed away. We can consider focusing on training him!"

With just that simple remark, she could directly affect Katsuo's future!

"Hmph, compared to Kagami? He's far inferior..." The Third Hokage exhaled a puff of smoke, a smile curling at his lips as he spoke disdainfully. Still, he did not object to the latter part of Tsunade's words.

"It's too early to say that. Whether he becomes a dragon or a worm remains to be seen!"

Orochimaru said with a soft laugh. His words were the most realistic and aligned with the Third Hokage's thoughts, though he was quite interested in Katsuo.

As for Jiraiya, his mind was not on a brat like Katsuo at all. Aside from Tsunade, the only people he ever paid attention to were other women...

"Whether he's a genius or trash, as long as he doesn't cause me trouble, that's enough. At the Ninja Academy, even a dragon has to stay coiled up for me!"

The Third Hokage spoke confidently. He had the strength to justify that confidence. He was currently at the height of his powers, his strength nearly reaching the peak of the Kage level!

"How is Kushina's placement going?"

"It has been properly arranged. She's living with Grandma, and since they're both from the Uzumaki Clan, they get along very well! Should we arrange for her to study at the Ninja Academy?" Tsunade answered the Third Hokage's question.

The Third Hokage fell silent for a long while before saying,

"Let's wait. She has come alone to such an unfamiliar place. Let her first find the feeling of having a home!"

"I'll leave that matter to Lady Mito!"

Tsunade curled her lip at that, saying coldly,

"You don't need to tell her. She's my grandmother's clanswoman, and she's my clanswoman too!"

After saying that, Tsunade turned and left.

As soon as she left, Jiraiya followed. Before going, he did not forget to mock the Third Hokage.

"Old man, who are you putting on airs for?"

The Third Hokage stared at their backs. After being stunned for a moment, he exploded in rage.

"You two bastards! When did I put on airs? You ungrateful little punks who don't know how to respect your teacher!"

Orochimaru shook his head with a quiet laugh and turned to leave without sparing the enraged Third Hokage another glance. Watching Orochimaru's back, the Third Hokage's face turned livid.

"Orochimaru, even you... How did I end up teaching three such bastard disciples? Animals..."

That night, Uchiha Izumi arrived right on time. Aside from teaching Katsuo some practical knowledge about the Sharingan, he specifically warned him not to refine Chakra excessively, lest it affect his body's normal development.

Beyond that, he taught Katsuo a great deal of ninja knowledge. In just two short hours, Katsuo learned far more than he would have in an entire day at school. Izumi knew that Katsuo intended to graduate early, and he agreed with his decision.

A fulfilling day came to a perfect end, and Katsuo was working hard to grow strong!

Early the next morning, Katsuo arrived as promised. On the street where he had met Might Duy yesterday, Old Duy was doing push-ups as he waited for Katsuo.

"Brother Dai, morning. I'm late!" Katsuo greeted him with a smile. For some reason, seeing Old Duy always made him happy.

"Good morning, little brother Katsuo. I just got here too. Enough talk, let's begin. Youth does not permit waste!"

Old Duy was bursting with energy as he flashed a Guy-style smile.

Seeing Old Duy so lively and full of vigor, Katsuo was infected by his spirit as well. He nodded and shouted,

"I'm ready!"

He had not been excited for long before Old Duy extinguished his enthusiasm.

"Very good. We only ran one lap around Konoha yesterday, so we won't be running today. Today, we'll walk on our hands to Konoha's back mountain, then do a thousand squats, and after that..."

Without another word, Old Duy flipped upside down onto his hands. What he said made cold sweat pour down Katsuo's face!

"But... I've never practiced walking on my hands. I'm afraid I'll fall after only a few steps. Besides, it's nearly half a lap around Konoha to the back mountain..."

Katsuo retreated a few steps as he spoke. It was indeed the truth—there was no way he could meet Old Duy's training target!

"What's the problem? I thought it over. Big brother will help you..." Old Duy said warmly, patting Katsuo's little shoulder.

Then, before Katsuo could ask how he intended to help, he was roughly lifted into the air and turned upside down!

Frightened, Katsuo hurriedly planted both hands on the ground. Old Duy's voice rang out at that moment.

"See? Doesn't this solve it? Let's go, little brother..."

Upon hearing Old Duy's words, Katsuo's whole body stiffened. At that moment, he felt like a complete idiot...

As for Old Duy, he had always been one. He had always been an idiot!

From the street where they had met to the end of another street, more and more pedestrians came out to buy groceries in the early morning. Katsuo was held up by his feet, his hands braced against the ground as he moved forward like a corpse, expressionless!

Countless passersby turned their eyes toward Katsuo. Their gazes were filled with pity, but Old Duy did not notice at all. He said to Katsuo with a solemn expression,

"Little brother, let's train like this for now. Once you get used to walking on your hands, you won't need my help anymore!"

Katsuo nodded numbly. He could not see anyone's expressions; all he could see were Old Duy's large feet and the legs of people standing around them...

Fortunately, it was Sunday, so Katsuo did not need to go to school. That hand-walking trip took nearly the entire morning. Not only was Katsuo tortured half to death, but Old Duy was exhausted too...

Because Katsuo was so short, Old Duy could not hold him up easily. He had to walk with his waist half-bent, which was hardly a comfortable posture. Yet he loved putting himself through suffering... He stubbornly half-carried Katsuo all the way to the end!

Although Old Duy bore most of Katsuo's weight during the hand-walking, Katsuo's wrists had still swollen badly.

He lay on the ground without a shred of dignity. The prolonged inversion had deprived his brain of oxygen, leaving his thoughts muddled, as though his consciousness had yet to return to his body.

After recovering a little, Old Duy pulled Katsuo up.

"Alright, little brother, hand training is over. Now let's train your legs. First, a thousand squats."

Katsuo lay still like a corpse. Expressionless, he said,

"Brother... I... I think my hands are ruined!"

Not only did he feel that his hands were ruined, he felt that if he kept training like this with Old Duy, he himself would be ruined sooner or later...

"Don't worry, little brother. A little injury like this is nothing..."

Old Duy said boldly. Then he suddenly looked around mysteriously and leaned close to Katsuo's ear.

"Your big brother has some Trauma Relief Elixir, a secret family recipe specifically for injuries like this. It works wonders!"

Katsuo was startled upon hearing that, and he instantly came back to life... He was fired up!

Could this be the reason why Guy and Rock Lee in the Original Work could endure such twisted, hellish training without issue, and instead become stronger and healthier?!

Sure enough, training the way that master and disciple did in the Original Work should have crippled them long ago. How could they possibly be bouncing around every day, with their bodies only getting better and better?

They were not Jinchuriki, nor did they possess any special bloodline physique. How could they manage high-intensity training from morning until night?!

At that thought, Katsuo sprang to his feet. He tugged at Old Duy's clothes, signaling him to squat down—he was too short right now—and whispered mysteriously,

"Brother, tell me quickly. Besides the family Trauma Relief Elixir, does your family have any inherited body-tempering secret techniques? Something like medicinal baths?"

Katsuo asked anxiously. He had read plenty of fantasy novels in his previous life and knew such things existed, though he did not know whether Old Duy's family had them!

Suddenly, Old Duy stared at Katsuo with a shocked expression and blurted out,

"How did you know my family has that kind of thing?!"

"So it's true! You... you really do have it?!" Katsuo cried out in surprise, his voice rising considerably.

Old Duy hurriedly covered his mouth and said quietly,

"Come to big brother's house in three days. I'll prepare a medicinal bath for you! But only you and I can know about this. No one else can find out!"

"O-Okay!"

"Mm-hm. Let's continue training now. Youth does not permit waste, and we cannot casually give up on the training goals we have set!"

"..."

"Yes..."

After a brief silence, Katsuo shouted in response. To live up to Might Duy's expectations, for that mysterious medicinal bath, and to become stronger!

He squatted and rose repeatedly, chanting about becoming stronger. He no longer cared about the stabbing, aching pain in his wrists as he mechanically repeated the same motion.

Before he had even reached three hundred, he was nearly exhausted to the point of collapse. He lay on the grass, panting heavily, his hands and feet trembling nonstop. He was nearing his limit; by now, he had exhausted even the strength to stand!

"Is this all you can do? Too weak!"

Old Duy shook his head. He felt that Katsuo was far too pathetic. Being so thick-nerved, he had overlooked Katsuo's age...

"I feel like I've reached my limit..."

Katsuo said between heavy breaths. He could no longer feel his hands or feet, because they had gone completely numb!

"No, you haven't. Youth has no limits!"

Old Duy suddenly said sternly.

"After training the hands and feet, we'll train the waist next. Five hundred sit-ups!"

After saying that, Old Duy reached out and pressed down on Katsuo's calves.

Upon hearing Old Duy's words, Katsuo's vision went black.