Uncle's Guidance

Hyuga Kazuya heard Hyuga Yang's command to begin. Without even replying, he activated his Byakugan, stacked his buffs, and instantly rushed before Hyuga Yang with a breaking wind sound, showing no respect for fair play.

Eight Trigrams: Sixty-Four Palms.

With a low shout from Hyuga Kazuya, he raised his hand and unleashed his most proficient technique.

A faint phantom of an Eight Trigrams diagram appeared beneath his feet.

His fists fell like raindrops, rapidly striking every acupuncture point across Hyuga Yang's body.

Seeing that Hyuga Kazuya had not even answered before launching a direct sneak attack, Hyuga Yang could not help cursing inwardly.

That brat really has no respect for his elders.

Then, seeing Hyuga Kazuya's incomparably practiced Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms coming at him, Hyuga Yang calmly received each strike.

Since they belonged to the same clan, and Hyuga Yang had immersed himself in the Gentle Fist for many years, his understanding of it was extremely profound. He was thoroughly familiar with Hyuga Kazuya's techniques and patterns.

That was why he could rely on a stronger foundation than Hyuga Kazuya's to meet every palm head-on and receive every move.

While blocking Hyuga Kazuya's attacks, Hyuga Yang was very satisfied with his mastery of the Gentle Fist, yet he provocatively said,

"Too slow. Your speed isn't fast enough, your strength isn't great enough, and there's too little chakra behind your attacks."

On Hyuga Kazuya's side, he saw his Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms get received one strike after another.

Not a single palm had touched Hyuga Yang's body—not even grazed him.

Instead, he had been embarrassingly countered strike for strike, like an adult fighting a child. He could not help being secretly shocked. His uncle's strength could probably rank among the top few in the Hyuga Clan.

He had known before that his uncle was exceptionally strong, but his former self had never used his full strength either.

He had been afraid that if he went all out, his uncle would order him to graduate from the Ninja Academy early.

He had no desire to graduate early. Wasn't it nice to loaf around at the Ninja Academy and date his wife? Why did he have to go out and fight for his life?

But that had been before. Now that he had already graduated from the Ninja Academy,

there was no longer any need to hide his strength so much.

Of course, he should refrain from using a technique like the Rasengan for now.

According to his memories, war was not far away.

If he used the Rasengan now, then as a twelve-year-old who had created an A-rank unsealing ninjutsu, he might even leap to become Konoha's number one young genius in terms of reputation alone.

But wouldn't that just be inviting trouble for himself once the war came?

It would be better to wait a few more years until the war began. By then, his strength should make him unconcerned about the malice hidden in the shadows that came with being called the number one genius or not.

As Hyuga Kazuya pondered, since he could not use the Rasengan, he could only continue using the Gentle Fist.

Though Hyuga Kazuya seemed to have thought for a long time, only an instant had passed outside.

Hyuga Kazuya steadied himself and reined in his aura. Chakra began flowing through him at an even faster rate, and then he shouted softly,

"Eight Trigrams: 128 Palms."

Hyuga Kazuya had long mastered this advanced version of the Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms. He had simply never displayed it openly before, since advancing the Gentle Fist to such a level by himself would have been too shocking.

Besides, he had never needed to use such a powerful technique before. He had always been in Konoha, and among his peers, no one had ever forced him to use this move.

Eight Trigrams: 128 Palms.

Hyuga Kazuya's fists now underwent a qualitative leap in both speed and power compared with before.

They faintly carried bursts of sonic booms, while the chakra clinging to his fists streaked through the air in trails of fluorescence, creating a strikingly beautiful sight.

"What? 128 Palms?"

Hearing Hyuga Kazuya's words, Hyuga Yang was secretly shocked. Had his understanding of the Gentle Fist already reached such a level? He could even use a technique like the 128 Palms?

Even some ordinary Jonin of the clan were probably no better than this.

Though Hyuga Yang's reaction was not quite timely in his haste, he had experienced many years of life-and-death combat.

His body instinctively resisted Hyuga Kazuya's storm-like assault.

Damn, I was careless. It looks like using only the Gentle Fist won't be enough to hold him off.

Feeling that several of his acupuncture points had already been faintly sealed, Uncle was extremely satisfied with Hyuga Kazuya's strength.

But this alone won't defeat me. Looks like I'll have to use that move. That's fine too, but with his talent, I wonder how much of it he can learn?

"Brat, watch carefully."

Just then, with an angry roar, Hyuga Yang's palms revolved as his body spun rapidly. A vast amount of blue chakra erupted from the acupuncture points all over his body like a raging torrent.

"Revolving Heaven!"

A huge blue sphere of chakra, three meters in circumference, instantly appeared around Hyuga Yang.

Bang.

With a bang, Hyuga Kazuya was sent spinning by the massive rotational force brought by the Revolving Heaven. He flew several meters and crashed into the rockery in the backyard.

He smashed a human-shaped Big Hole into the backyard rockery, followed by a cloud of dust.

"Cough, cough, cough, cough."

Choked by the dust and hurt from being blasted away, Hyuga Kazuya coughed repeatedly.

"You're really going this far? Uncle, are you trying to kill me?"

After slowly getting up, Hyuga Kazuya looked at the enormous circular pit around Hyuga Yang's feet, roughly three meters in diameter and one meter deep, and hurriedly spoke.

Only a Taijutsu-type ninja's physique could withstand that. If it had been an ordinary ninjutsu-type ninja, that blow would have broken at least several bones.

Then Hyuga Yang lightly leaped out of the circular pit, steadied himself, and said smugly,

"I'm teaching you that there is always someone stronger. Don't become arrogant and complacent just because you defeated an ordinary Chunin during your graduation assessment."

"You still have a long road ahead of you, brat."

Hyuga Kazuya scratched his head and could only accept his uncle's instruction, but he quickly changed the subject. "Uncle, you're really amazing. Aren't you the strongest expert in our Hyuga Clan?"

Hearing Hyuga Kazuya's flattery, Hyuga Yang laughed proudly.

"Not quite, not quite. I can't claim first place, but being among the top few is no problem."

"Uncle is amazing, Uncle is the strongest. That technique you used just now was the Main Family's secret high-level Taijutsu, Revolving Heaven, right?"

"Brat, that was the Main Family's secret high-level Taijutsu, Revolving Heaven. Revolving Heaven is an advanced Taijutsu that instantly releases a massive amount of Gentle Fist chakra from the body's chakra points, then spins in a circular motion like a top. It can repel all physical attacks. Combined with one's own rotation and the Byakugan's powerful observation, it becomes a different kind of absolute defense."

"Brat, this is a secret technique of the Main Family. You mustn't learn it secretly."

Hyuga Yang explained the techniques used in their spar just now to Hyuga Kazuya. When he specifically mentioned that Revolving Heaven was a secret high-level Taijutsu of the Main Family, he deliberately gave Hyuga Kazuya an enigmatic smile.

"Understood, understood. I definitely won't secretly learn it."

Hyuga Kazuya hurriedly patted his chest, making dull thudding sounds as though he wanted to guarantee it to Hyuga Yang through the loudness of those blows.

At the same time, he gave Hyuga Yang a smile that said, I understand, I understand.

"All right, then. Reflect carefully on your shortcomings just now. I'll be leaving first."

With that, Hyuga Yang hurried away.