As for his biological son Asuma being beaten into a concussion and rushed to Konoha Hospital, Sarutobi Hiruzen did not care.
Konoha had the most comprehensive medical ninja system in the Ninja World, as well as Princess Tsunade, the finest medical ninja in the Ninja World. Forget a concussion—even cerebral palsy could be treated.
If Asuma could get beaten into a concussion during a mere Ninja Academy sparring exercise, that only showed how half-baked he was. If he went to war, would he not just get taken out immediately?
Better for him to take a brutal beating now and learn his lesson than get cut down later.
Elsewhere, Uchiha Mai was also quite satisfied with today's gains.
The talent of this body would count as genius-level in the eyes of ordinary ninja in the Ninja World, but in Uchiha Mai's view, it was completely unremarkable—merely the level of an average Uchiha clansman.
So far, his chakra reserves were only at the level of an ordinary Genin, and the only ninjutsu he had mastered were the Three Basic Jutsu.
His chakra nature was Fire, but he had not mastered a single Fire Style jutsu. He was not even as good as Uchiha Sasuke at the same age.
His overall strength was no better than Sarutobi Asuma's; they were roughly evenly matched. But with Mayweather's boxing techniques, he had actually been able to beat the stuffing out of an elementary schooler. That was truly an unexpected delight.
Like racing, boxing looked like a sport that got the adrenaline pumping and the blood boiling, but in reality, it demanded absolute calm from its competitors.
After all, official matches had many restrictions, and two boxers in the same weight class would not differ much physically. How to distribute one's stamina and strike an opponent more efficiently would become the crucial factors in deciding victory or defeat.
The development of boxing tactics was like giving someone a themed essay with restrictions, then making them sprint forward and explore along that theme.
After decades of exploration, modern professional boxing had developed all manner of highly mature tactics and techniques for generating force.
Uchiha Mai had studied and absorbed that knowledge. In the Naruto world, he might not become some master of taijutsu theory, but bullying elementary schoolers would definitely not be a problem.
When he learned various taijutsu techniques in the future, he could also use his own knowledge and understanding to modify them into versions best suited to himself, molding them into his own shape.
Overall, Uchiha Mai's impression of the damn system had improved somewhat.
A half-star skill was already this powerful. Would higher-level skills not send him straight into the sky?
As he reveled in his satisfaction, Uchiha Mai happened to glance at the system and suddenly narrowed his eyes.
[Style Points: 304]
The system was still at its basic version and only supported half-star draws and one-star draws. The former required 100 Style Points, while the latter required 300.
Only when the host's strength reached a certain level would higher-level draw options unlock.
Over the past few months, he had acted cool and played the brooding handsome man every day. Even with this face, he had only saved up a little over three hundred Style Points, enough for two draws.
Before going to school today, Uchiha Mai had specifically checked and seen only 106 Style Points. How had it suddenly surged by nearly two hundred?
Could it be because he had thoroughly beaten Sarutobi Asuma, and since Asuma had a relatively substantial role in Shippuden, he earned more points?
Now I'm wide awake!
Uchiha Mai rubbed his chin, his starry eyes sweeping back and forth over the little brats at the Ninja Academy with ill intent.
Might Guy, Obito, Rin Nohara, Mitaraishi Anko, Yuhi Kurenai, Gekko Hayate... all of them were characters with storylines in Shippuden.
If he beat them all up one by one...
Would that not feel absolutely amazing?
This was only the Ninja Academy. There was also plenty to fleece in the Uchiha Compound. Uchiha Shisui had just turned four—an eight-year-old beating up a four-year-old, so easy.
The clan head Fugaku's eldest son, Itachi, had just been born. A few days ago, the clan had even held a full-month banquet for him. If Uchiha Mai found a chance to flick little Itachi's tiny dick a few times, would he not be able to fleece some points from him too?
Just as Uchiha Mai was mentally tallying all the little kids in Konoha he could bully, the dismissal bell rang. The little brats were about to head home and find their mothers.
Uchiha Mai gathered his thoughts. There was no rush to fleece them; those woolly sheep were not going anywhere anytime soon. He would have plenty of chances.
The urgent matter was getting home quickly and enjoying a one-star draw in a safe environment.
After repeatedly turning down several little girls' requests to walk home together, Uchiha Mai had barely stepped out of the school gates when a beast blocked him at the entrance to the Ninja Academy.
The Beast from Beauty and the Beast.
A shiny bowl cut, a large nose resembling Jackie Chan's, two thick eyebrows wider than a road, and the signature green jumpsuit.
Might Guy spread his arms to block Uchiha Mai's path, his eyes glittering with an unyielding fighting spirit as he shouted, "Mai, let us settle this in a contest!"
"I refuse," Uchiha Mai Responded coldly without a moment's hesitation.
"Fine, I knew that someone like you, who loves taijutsu, would never reject another taijutsu practitioner's challen—
Wait, reject?"
Might Guy rambled on with a stream of nonsense before suddenly realizing that the person before him had rejected his challenge.
That made no sense!
Uchiha Mai suddenly raised his head and gazed at the western sunset in the evening breeze. With a wistful sigh, he said, "Today is my younger brother Shisui's birthday. I promised him I would return early to celebrate with him.
"My parents died on the battlefield when I was still very young. Shisui is my only family in this world."
"You have a younger brother?"
"Not by blood," Uchiha Mai lied through his teeth.
We are both Uchiha, and he is younger than me. Why would he not count as my little brother? A younger clansman is still a younger brother.
As for why he said Shisui was his only family when there were so many other Uchiha... do you understand nothing about feelings? Family was not defined solely by blood. This was philosophy!
"Sniff..."
Might Guy suddenly choked up, tears streaming down his face as he said emotionally, "What touching brotherly love. The birthday of your only family truly is more important than settling a contest."
"It is wonderful that you understand." Uchiha Mai patted Might Guy on the shoulder. Thankfully, he had managed to fool him.
Shisui's birthday was naturally a lie. Naturally, the real reason for refusing was that he was hurrying home to draw.
At this stage, Might Guy should still be fairly weak, so beating him would not be difficult. But Might Guy's best-known traits were his perseverance and relentless stubbornness.
If he got tangled up with him, he might not be able to get home until midnight.
"Looks like we can only arrange it another day," Might Guy said regretfully.
"Next time, for sure." Uchiha Mai smiled.
After getting rid of the roadblock, Uchiha Mai took advantage of the twilight and jogged all the way back to the Uchiha Compound, to the courtyard his parents had left behind.
Back then, the Second Hokage had always wanted to suppress the Uchiha, but in order to avoid giving people something to criticize, he had still arranged the Uchiha Compound in the center of Konoha and given it a great deal of land.
The Uchiha had always practiced intermarriage within the clan, and they had also gone through the Second Shinobi World War, so there were not many clansmen left. Empty houses and vacant courtyards were everywhere.
As a result, even a little Uchiha brat whose entire family consisted of only himself could own a courtyard all to himself.
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