Naruto: God-Tier System Chapter 13

Hyuga Shin speculated.

Hyuga Shin had considered creating his own ninjutsu, but his current understanding of ninjutsu was far too shallow; it would be pure nonsense to think he could invent something now.

After pondering for a long time until his brain felt like it might explode without finding a single lead, he simply gave up. In any case, ninjutsu wasn't an absolute necessity for him.

Sitting on his bed, Hyuga Shin began to refine chakra, a daily ritual he never skipped.

After refining for two hours, Hyuga Shin lay down to sleep.

Chapter 13: Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms

Early the next morning, Hyuga Shin got up, washed, and prepared his breakfast.

After finishing his meal, Hyuga Shin didn't immediately head out to train; instead, he sat on the tatami in his living room to refine chakra.

Today was the day the clan distributed subsidies, and Hyuga Shin didn't want to miss it just because he was training. The money he had on hand was already mostly spent.

He was counting on the clan's subsidy and his father's pension to tide him over.

Around seven o'clock, Hyuga Shin suddenly opened his eyes. "Finally here."

A short while later, the door to Hyuga Shin's house was pushed open, and a Hyuga clan chunin in his twenties walked in.

With an expressionless face, he took out the subsidy belonging to Hyuga Shin and said with a hint of disgust, "This is your subsidy."

"And this!" The chunin reached into his ninja tool pouch, pulled out a scroll, and handed it to Hyuga Shin.

"This is the chakra refinement technique, along with our Hyuga clan's Gentle Fist. Though it's unlikely you'll be able to cultivate anything from it, we won't treat you unfairly."

After speaking, without a moment's hesitation, the chunin turned and left.

"Am I really that detestable?" Hyuga Shin muttered, rubbing his nose.

He opened the scroll to find that, in addition to the chakra refinement scroll, it contained the Gentle Fist technique: Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms.

"Not bad. Having something is better than having nothing." Hyuga Shin put the scroll away and left his home.

Arriving at the back mountain once more, Hyuga Shin split off ten shadow clones and handed them the Gentle Fist manual to study.

He began his own training. By the afternoon, the shadow clones suddenly popped into puffs of smoke, and the Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms had been mastered by Hyuga Shin.

Walking up to a large tree, Hyuga Shin assumed a Gentle Fist stance. A trigram diagram appeared, enveloping the tree, and he shouted, "Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms!"

"Two palms!"

"Four palms!"

"Eight palms!"

"Sixteen palms!"

"Thirty-two palms!"

"Sixty-four palms!"

Hyuga Shin's hands moved to their limit, leaving afterimages in the air. His small palms, burning with chakra, struck the tree repeatedly.

With a loud boom, the tree, which was too thick for one person to wrap their arms around, shattered. Wood chips flew everywhere, scattering across the ground.

"No wonder the Hyuga clan doesn't bother with ninjutsu. This Gentle Fist Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms is no joke; its power is at least at the A-rank level."

"But the people in the Hyuga clan probably never thought I could actually master it. Otherwise, they wouldn't have just handed me the Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms like that."

"Although I've mastered the Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms, I absolutely cannot let it be exposed, or those people in the Hyuga clan will definitely come looking for trouble."

Hyuga Shin sighed to himself and spoke.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him. "As long as I don't demonstrate the ability to strike pressure points, it shouldn't be a problem even if I use the Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms."

"No one ever stipulated that using Gentle Fist requires striking pressure points. I don't have the Byakugan, so can't I just use it for its destructive power? As long as I don't expose the Tenseigan, there won't be any issues."

Hyuga Shin smiled, secretly praising his own wit. Although using Gentle Fist this way reduced its threat level by half, it allowed him to use it openly.

"Still, I shouldn't use it for a while. I'll wait until I graduate from the Ninja Academy."

Hyuga Shin split off ten more shadow clones. This time, he didn't have them train; he had them spar.

In the ninja world, powerful combat experience was the most important thing. Many powerful ninjas had died at the hands of those with superior combat experience.

Take Kaguya Otsutsuki, for example. Her combat experience was lacking; despite having a vast array of heaven-defying techniques, she was defeated in the end.

Hyuga Shin didn't want to end up like Kaguya, possessing immense power only to end up swinging his Golden Wheel Reincarnation Explosion at thin air—that would be a joke.

Since they were shadow clones, he didn't fear them dying, so every strike was a lethal blow.

Hyuga Shin trained while watching the intense battle between his clones. He wasn't just watching for entertainment; he was improving his combat experience by observing the fight.

"Looking at the entire ninja world, there probably aren't many people who work as hard as I do to improve their strength."

This wasn't Hyuga Shin bragging; he was certain that even Might Duy, his son, and Rock Lee couldn't compare to him.

And so, Hyuga Shin continued his life between his home and the back mountain, a very peaceful, routine existence.

The only exception was when Hyuga Hizashi, believing his strength was sufficient for revenge, came to challenge him.

However, Hyuga Shin slapped him awake with the cruel reality, leaving him to arrive with his nose in the air and leave with a swollen face.

Other than that, the most Hyuga Shin received were cold glares—and those were actual, literal white eyes.

Hyuga Shin was more than happy with this arrangement; although he was exhausted like a dying dog every day, he savored the hardship once he felt his strength improving daily.

In the blink of an eye, another year passed. During this year of growth, Hyuga Shin had grown quite a bit taller, standing at least half a head above his peers.

Moreover, it wasn't just his height that had increased, but also his formidable strength.

Hyuga Shin's chakra reserves had now reached the Kage level, and even among Kages, he was second to none.

However, the purity of his chakra was only at the level of an elite Chunin, meaning that although his chakra volume was Kage-level, the power of the ninjutsu he unleashed was far from that of a true Kage.

His taijutsu, on the other hand, had improved significantly; relying solely on physical techniques, Hyuga Shin was confident he could defeat a Jonin.

Hyuga Shin felt his raw strength was likely comparable to an elite Jonin, but due to his lack of combat experience, he estimated he wouldn't be a match for one yet.

After all, strength in the world of Naruto should be calculated based on chakra purity and combat ability; otherwise, if it were calculated solely by chakra volume, the Senju and Uzumaki clans would be overflowing with Kage-level powerhouses.

"No matter how you calculate it, combat ability is what matters most. With the abilities I possess, even a Kage wouldn't be able to do anything to me," Hyuga Shin said confidently.

This wasn't Hyuga Shin being arrogant; the power of the Glint-Glint Fruit was truly monstrous. If he couldn't beat you, couldn't he just run away?