Fate arranged a meeting.
Kimimaro looked at the puzzled Watermelon Head Boy and asked, "What's your name?"
"Rock Lee!" The Watermelon Head Boy sounded somewhat timid as he introduced himself, revealing a hint of inferiority.
Kimimaro was still young and failed to notice the unnaturalness in Rock Lee's expression and movements. He looked at Rock Lee seriously and said, "I'm Kimimaro. I'm free right now, so I'll teach you how to throw a punch!"
Rock Lee's eyes slowly widened, and he asked with slight excitement, "Really?"
"Of course!"
Kimimaro walked over to Rock Lee and stood in front of the wooden post. "Watch closely."
"Mhm, mhm." Rock Lee nodded vigorously, backed away two steps, then stared intently at Kimimaro with his eyes wide open.
"Every basic movement in taijutsu has its own technique for exerting force. Only by turning those techniques into habits ingrained in your bones can you ensure that the strength of every punch and kick reaches its limit."
As Kimimaro explained, he raised his arm. His breathing was steady yet powerful.
Whoosh!
Kimimaro's arm suddenly moved, and the sound of wind erupted.
Rock Lee was startled. Before he could see Kimimaro's movement clearly, he heard a crack.
"Huh..."
Kimimaro looked rather surprised. He maintained his punching stance, while the wooden post before him had already broken into several pieces and fallen to the ground.
Rock Lee gaped at the shattered wooden post and cried out mournfully, "My wooden post!"
Kimimaro turned around, looking slightly embarrassed. He really had not expected a casual punch to break the wooden post. After all, when he trained at the base, the wooden posts Ye Zi had made for him never suffered any damage even after a long period of use.
The wooden posts at the base had been created by Ye