He Also Knows Hyuga Clan Secret Techniques?

"No, tell me quickly, how did you kid do that?"

The first to voice the question wasn't Hanabi, but Jiraiya, who had rushed over to Qiuyang in a hurry.

The shock Qiuyang gave him by performing Rotation was no less than when Minato had first shown him the Rasengan.

One had mimicked the Tailed Beast Bomb to condense a super-high-density sphere of chakra, while the other, an outsider, had used a secret technique equivalent to a Kekkei Genkai.

This feeling... it was simply like a rooster that couldn't lay eggs suddenly laying one; it subverted his worldview and his understanding.

Jiraiya stared at Qiuyang, observing him from every angle—front, back, left, and right—but couldn't make heads or tails of it.

How could a disciple with the perfectly fine Uchiha bloodline turn into a member of the Hyuga Clan?

In the end, he simply stared straight at Qiuyang, demanding an explanation.

Qiuyang smiled helplessly, pushed Jiraiya aside, and explained to Hanabi, who looked like a curious little baby:

"The Hyuga Clan's Rotation and Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms are, at their core, effects achieved by releasing chakra through the body's acupoints. So, if your dynamic vision is sufficient, you can also use techniques like Rotation. For example..."

Qiuyang looked at a nearby rock, spread his palm toward it, and shouted. The rock shattered with a loud crack.

"The Hyuga's secret technique, just like that, so simple?"

Are you kidding me??

Qiuyang showed Jiraiya another big move, and by this point, Jiraiya's jaw was practically hitting the ground.

Hanabi, who had her Byakugan activated, saw it clearly:

It was Qiuyang releasing a block of chakra from the acupoints in his palm to strike the rock, causing it to explode.

But this method of attack... wasn't it exactly what her father called the Eight Trigrams Vacuum Palm?

Were the techniques derived from the Byakugan really this simple in Brother Qiuyang's eyes?

Hanabi thought, feeling quite discouraged.

In reality, that wasn't the case. Just to get one's own acupoints to release chakra smoothly required a ninja to spend years striking and stabilizing those points.

Ordinary people either struggled to locate their specific acupoints or couldn't precisely control their chakra when striking them, but those who possessed the Byakugan or Sharingan naturally held an advantage in this regard.

It was likely that the Hyuga Clan of this Ninja World had noticed this advantage of the Byakugan and developed a series of Gentle Fist techniques as a result.

As for Qiuyang, he benefited from having an abundant supply of chakra within his body, and back when he fused with Hashirama Cells, all his acupoints had been incidentally cleared out completely.

That was the only reason he could replicate Rotation so quickly and simply.

"So you mean to say that one needs a Sharingan or a Byakugan, something that can clearly see chakra and acupoints, to be able to use it, right?"

Jiraiya also reacted, cupping his chin as he asked.

Seeing Qiuyang nod, he instantly lost the urge to learn it, muttering to himself as he went back to continue watching the battle between Naruto and Kakashi, and relayed Qiuyang's explanation to the stern-faced Tsunade.

Hanabi no longer felt the joy of successfully performing Rotation for the first time; she lowered her head, feeling dejected:

"It's so boring. I thought the Eight Trigrams Palms Rotation was our clan's unique secret technique. I didn't expect Brother Qiuyang to learn it so easily."

He reached out and patted the little girl's head as he had done before, saying earnestly:

"What I used is, at best, an imitation of Rotation. It can't reach the level of your 360-degree, no-blind-spot defense. I just want you to understand one principle:

Never focus solely on practicing taijutsu."

Unless you can train to the level of Guy, who can at least open the Eight Gates, or use something like Kaguya's Eighty Gods Vacuum Attack.

Otherwise, whenever you encounter a relatively agile enemy, you will always be in a passive position.

Look at Otsutsuki Toneri on the moon; after transplanting and evolving his Byakugan, his ultimate moves, "Silver Wheel Reincarnation Explosion" and "Golden Wheel Reincarnation Explosion," are all long-range. Which one of them has anything to do with the Gentle Fist?

Hearing this, Hanabi nodded thoughtfully, questioning her father's words for the first time.

But the test of her strength was not yet over.

After imparting this concept to her through personal instruction, Qiuyang began a close-quarters taijutsu spar with the little girl.

Actually, setting aside the disadvantage of being easily kited by enemies, the Byakugan's taijutsu was quite good overall; during close-quarters grappling, one would be struck in the acupoints if they weren't careful.

After witnessing the strength of the Gentle Fist, Qiuyang simply took out a Kunai to spar with Hanabi, but to his surprise, after a few clashes, it was shattered by a single palm strike from her.

Seeing the look of surprise on the face of the person opposite her, Hanabi finally revealed a smile again.

Qiuyang looked with disdain at the Kunai in his hand that had been shattered by the Gentle Fist and tossed it onto the ground.

This was a custom-made ninja tool he had spent a lot of money to have crafted; he hadn't expected it to be so brittle. Or, to put it another way... the Gentle Fist did have its merits.

"Let's stop here for today! I've confirmed that you haven't been slacking off for these past six months."

As he spoke, Qiuyang untied the bell from his waist and personally helped the little girl tie up her long, loose hair.

It turned out that the bell was a hair tie.

"Ask your father for leave seven days from now. I have something important that I need your help with."

Hanabi watched Qiuyang's receding figure and shook her head gently, then heard the bell tied to her hair ribbon emit a crisp, pleasant sound.

Although she knew that at such a distance Qiuyang could no longer hear her, she still gave a heavy "En" in her heart to agree.

That evening, while Uchiha Qiu Yang was busy in the kitchen preparing dishes, he heard the voice of Jiraiya coming from the doorway: "Come on in! What are you being shy for? Hahaha!"

This sentence made his hand tremble, nearly causing him to dump all the salt in his hand into the dish.

No way, Pervy Sage, are you for real? I'm not into that!

Heaven preserve me, please let it not be what I'm thinking!

Uchiha Qiu Yang prayed as he poked half his head out of the kitchen, and upon seeing that the one who had come in with Jiraiya was Naruto, he finally let out a sigh of relief.

Phew... if he had actually brought a young lady over, I wouldn't have known what to do. Good thing it wasn't.

He looked at the awkward Naruto at the door and found him increasingly pleasing to the eye, so he went over to warmly welcome them inside:

"Yo, Naruto is here too? Come over and help me serve the dishes; your senior brother prepared this welcome feast specifically for our teacher and you."

Naruto was pulled into the kitchen by Uchiha Qiu Yang. He squinted at his senior brother, who looked rather cute in an apron, and truly couldn't understand why this guy had to compete with him for the position of Hokage.

But this food... it really smelled amazing!! Uchiha Qiu Yang, why don't you just go be a chef?

"What are you spacing out for? Even if you really become Hokage, you still have to eat, right? Hurry up and take these plates out."

Uchiha Qiu Yang seemed to have seen through Naruto's thoughts; he suddenly stopped what he was doing, turned around, and met his eyes with a beaming smile.

It was a stark contrast to the Uchiha Qiu Yang who used to always clamor about competing with him for the Hokage seat.

Naruto didn't know that his senior brother was actually eyeing the Nine-Tails inside him; he only felt that the gaze... seemed to contain a deep sense of scrutiny.

"Hurry up and serve the dishes!"

"Oh, r-right."

Naruto quickly came over, balanced a plate in each hand, and fled the kitchen as if escaping. Only after turning the corner did he feel that scorching gaze from behind disappear.

Uchiha Qiu Yang stroked his chin, amused, and pondered:

How should I go about getting a piece of the Nine-Tails from my dear junior brother? Hmm... this is a bit tricky!

After finishing the last dish, Cumin Pork Ribs, and placing it on the dining table, Uchiha Qiu Yang went to the house's basement to bring out the sake he had mentioned earlier that day, intending to get thoroughly drunk with Jiraiya.