"Cheng, you really are strong. In this lifetime, I'll definitely catch up to you."
Getting back to his feet, Might Guy looked even more excited.
This was the target he needed to chase. The stronger it was, the better—it made the pursuit more meaningful, enough to strive toward for an entire lifetime.
His father had said that setting a goal was not about surpassing it, but about giving oneself the motivation to keep moving forward. Naturally, the stronger it was, the better.
"Don't say something so ambiguous."
Yang Hao's expression darkened. That made it sound like there was something between us. I'm not some bottom.
Might Guy stepped down, and everyone looked toward Sarutobi Asuma, who had spoken earlier. Next, this Hokage's son should be the one to challenge him.
"You're definitely going to lose this time."
Sarutobi Asuma stepped forward and formed the Seal of Confrontation before Yang Hao, looking extremely confident.
"I'm looking forward to what you'll do next."
Yang Hao smiled brightly and brushed a finger over his wrist guard. A tiny steel needle appeared in his hand, pinched between his middle finger and thumb. His middle finger slowly gathered strength, while he also used chakra to stimulate his muscles and amplify the burst of power.
"Shadow Clone Technique!"
Sarutobi Asuma wasted no more words. He raised his hands and formed seals, and a shadow clone appeared before him.
He took out two Kunai and tossed them to the shadow clone for defense. He himself rapidly formed seals from behind it, preparing to use the Fireball Technique.
Having learned from his previous failure, he had not only practiced the seals for the Fireball Technique diligently over the past month, but also learned the Shadow Clone Technique. With a shadow clone guarding him in front, he no longer