"Not bad... How many years has it been since I've seen such an outstanding child...? Even Minato Namikaze... wouldn't measure up."
Orochimaru shook his head.
When Minato Namikaze was ten, he had just graduated from the Ninja Academy.
He became a Chunin at twelve.
At fourteen, he defeated a four-man Cloud Ninja squad and rescued Kushina.
That was also why Orochimaru had never believed Minato Namikaze could become Hokage.
It was the reason he had participated in the election.
But Hyuga Sho was a different story.
He graduated at five, became a Chunin at six... and reached Kage Level at fourteen.
He defeated Sasori of the Red Sands, another genius.
He forced Konan, Hiruko, and Jurozaemon Biwa to retreat.
How terrifying was that?
After that brief exchange, Orochimaru understood that Hyuga Sho was no longer the Jonin he had been two years ago.
"But..."
Orochimaru's eyes widened.
"There's still a difference between one Kage and another! Hehehehe..."
The next moment.
Orochimaru's body moved like lightning.
He wasn't running.
Instead, his body stretched out in a bizarre manner, becoming something like a human torso with a snake's tail.
The five-meter distance vanished in a flash.
A feverish smile spread across Orochimaru's face as he lunged at Hyuga Sho with both hands.
"Gentle Fist Style! Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms!!"
Without even thinking, Hyuga Sho struck at Orochimaru's rapidly twisting face with Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms.
"Gaaahhh~~~~!!"
Orochimaru let out a hoarse cry of pain.
His entire body went from extreme speed to an abrupt stop, like the aftermath of a car crash.
The force of the collision, combined with the Gentle Fist, made his entire body tremble like a sieve.
Bang bang bang bang bang!!!
After finishing Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms, Orochimaru fell backward and rolled several times through the filthy sewer