Monster!

Akimichi Denji tried to circulate his chakra according to the principles.

Yet he found that his chakra either dispersed or became a chaotic mess.

Condensing all the chakra in his body into a single point was quite difficult. It was like a general commanding an army, making every order obeyed and directing it as easily as an arm.

This secret technique was even more difficult than the Taotie Technique.

So it still won't work?

Akimichi Denji sighed.

Tsunade smiled smugly as she looked at Akimichi Denji.

Then I'll have to bring out my world-shaking wisdom.

Tsunade had worn a relaxed expression until Akimichi Denji threw another punch. The force of the blow roared, tearing through the air with an explosive crack.

Her expression changed.

"It doesn't seem that difficult."

Akimichi Denji looked at Tsunade.

Tsunade could hardly believe it. She held out her palm. "Hit me."

Akimichi Denji raised his hand and struck Tsunade's palm with a Strength of a Hundred punch.

Tsunade's body swayed from the force, setting off a surging wave.

The force was not great, but that explosive sensation was unmistakably Strength of a Hundred.

Tsunade's gaze toward Denji became complicated.

She had only wanted to tease the boy, yet it had backfired.

He had practiced Strength of a Hundred, so he understood its terrifying nature even better. Strength of a Hundred was unlike an ordinary E-rank ninjutsu; it was a genuine forbidden technique.

Without personal instruction, it could even become life-threatening. Yet right before her eyes, Akimichi Denji had merely glanced at the training scroll and used Strength of a Hundred proficiently the very next second.

If she had not been certain that the training method for Strength of a Hundred had always remained in her possession, she would have suspected that Akimichi Constellation had taught Akimichi Denji this secret technique beforehand.

Akimichi Denji merely stared at Tsunade. His eyes seemed to say, Have you forgotten something?

Tsunade scratched her head. "Since that's the case, I'll reluctantly accept you as my disciple."

Akimichi Denji had never seen anyone so shameless, but he did not press the matter. After all, he had already profited, perhaps even beyond his expectations.

If he kept clinging to what had been a joke, he would only be lowering himself.

But he would remember this debt for now. Someday, he would definitely make Tsunade pay it back.

He respectfully performed a formal discipleship bow to Tsunade and said seriously, "Master."

In the Shinobi World, the relationship between master and disciple was an extremely special one, sometimes even comparable to that between brothers.

Even someone as vicious as Orochimaru had not killed his disciple Mitaraishi Anko when carrying out the Konoha Crush Plan.

By becoming Tsunade's disciple today, he had gained Konoha's greatest backing: the legitimate Hokage lineage. No one could question him as a spy from the Land of Rain, and the voices within the clan that had always doubted his Akimichi bloodline would fade away as well.

Tsunade nodded in satisfaction and affectionately ruffled Akimichi Denji's hair. "Get up. I'm not that old-fashioned. Just get along normally from now on."

She was very satisfied with this new disciple. After their brief interaction, she found that although he was still at the age of a little boy, he was remarkably calm.

Is this the precocious maturity unique to geniuses? she thought. If Nawaki had been a little more mature back then, perhaps he wouldn't have...

She shook her head, dispelling the thoughts in her mind, then said to Denji seriously, "Still, even though you're very smart, don't practice Strength of a Hundred alone for now. I'll make time to teach you personally."

"Strength of a Hundred is a dangerous technique. If practiced improperly, it could instead leave you crippled. Although your master is skilled in medical ninjutsu, treatment would still delay your training progress."

Although the panel meant he would not be in danger, Akimichi Denji still nodded and accepted her concern. "All right, Master."

"But you really are a monster!" Recalling the Strength of a Hundred punch he had just thrown, Tsunade could not help but feel shocked. Interested, she asked, "How long have you been practicing the Akimichi Secret Technique?"

Akimichi Denji hesitated for a moment before saying, "I only learned it yesterday. It took one night."

Tsunade's eyes widened. "You reached this level in one night? Your digestion speed seems several times faster than that of ordinary people. Is the Akimichi Clan's secret technique really that powerful?"

Akimichi Denji answered, "My digestion speed is five times faster. I made some improvements."

Tsunade: What did he mean, he learned the secret technique in one night and then casually made some improvements? Was he even human?

She continued, "But your chakra reserves don't seem very high."

She was worried that although Akimichi Denji had great ninjutsu talent, his chakra pool was too small.

Akimichi Denji answered smoothly, "I only learned how to refine chakra the day before yesterday."

Tsunade was completely numb by now.

Curious how many more surprises this disciple had in store, she recalled the source of his medical abilities—the strange Kekkei Genkai.

Since he was already her disciple, there was no problem with taking a look at his Kekkei Genkai.

"Use your Kekkei Genkai and show me."

Akimichi Denji did as instructed, a layer of Scorch Release light covering his fist.

"Attack me."

Akimichi Denji hesitated this time.

Tsunade saw his hesitation. He seemed afraid of hurting her.

Tsunade smiled disdainfully.

Even if he was a monster, he had only learned to refine chakra two days ago. What harm could he possibly do to her? She was one of the Sannin, renowned throughout the Shinobi World. A Genin against an elite Jonin—the advantage was hers.

She said contemptuously, "It's fine. Come at me."

Giving Tsunade a strange look, Akimichi Denji gathered his strength. "Then here I come."

He planted his feet and twisted his waist, throwing another straight punch at Tsunade's palm.

The instant they made contact, a sharp sizzling crack rang out.

Tsunade cried out, "So hot!"

She looked at her hand, once fair and smooth, now faintly charred as though it had been brutally ravaged.

Tsunade curled her fingers slightly, but felt nothing. She understood that the cells had already died.

She activated the Mystical Palm Technique, and her hand returned to being fair and tender. But if she had not been a medical ninja, she might truly have been injured and lost the use of that hand.

Akimichi Denji was not surprised by this. The Shinobi World's ninja were all creatures with high attack and low defense.

Though their ninjutsu possessed immense power, they themselves could be easily killed with nothing more than a Kunai.

With Scorch Release, even a Jonin would not dare let him get close and attack freely.

Unless it was an Uchiha who had activated a giant armored avatar.

Tsunade looked at Akimichi Denji, her heart churning with raging waves.

What a monster. His physique was powerful and his life energy abundant—that was one thing. But his talent for ninjutsu was also this strong, and he already possessed a Kekkei Genkai capable of harming a Jonin.

But she quickly got over it. This kind of monster was her student. She had struck gold.

Tsunade hugged Akimichi Denji and excitedly ruffled his hair.

Akimichi Denji only felt mountains pressing against his face. He could barely breathe and was on the verge of suffocating to death.

After a long while, just as he felt he was about to drown, Tsunade finally released Denji.

"I need to teach you as soon as possible."

Tsunade's eyes shone as she said to Akimichi Denji:

"From now on, I'll go to the Akimichi Clan compound after school to teach you."

"After school, you are not allowed to go to the Akimichi Clan!"