Yes, it was too short—so short that he could hardly make much progress with the Six Powers in just a month and a half.
Of the three major shonen worlds, Suifeng thought that the Six Powers were the best fit for the Naruto world.
The Six Powers were Body Techniques, and physical fitness was their most important prerequisite. Even if people in the Naruto world couldn't compare to the monsters in the One Piece world who had eaten Devil Fruits, surely the physical abilities of its ninja could measure up to those of ordinary people in the One Piece world.
Just look at Might Guy's moves. Some of them bore a striking resemblance to the Six Powers. Even if Suifeng wasn't in good enough shape right now, he ought to meet the requirements for training after opening the first few of the Eight Gates.
Still, thinking he could master the Six Powers in a month and a half was wishful thinking.
No, that wasn't quite right. It wasn't completely impossible.
An idea came to him.
The Six Powers were called six techniques, but in reality, they were only three: Shave, Iron Body, and Kami-e. The other three—Moonwalk and Tempest Kick—were advanced versions of Shave, while Finger Pistol was an advanced version of Iron Body.
There was no need to discuss Shave. He definitely couldn't learn it in a month and a half. Stomping the ground ten times in 0.6 seconds wasn't impossible, but it took long-term, grueling practice.
Kami-e was the same. By relaxing every muscle in the body and sensing changes in the airflow caused by an opponent's movements, one could make their body as light and pliable as a sheet of paper, controlling it with ease and dodging attacks aimed at them by a hair's breadth. Even if this technique could break through the fourth wall and be used in the Naruto world, it depended on talent. More importantly, dodging by a hair's breadth was a matter of life and death. If he didn't train properly, he'd be killed before he could dodge. Kakashi was a speed-type fighter; trying to use half-baked Kami-e against him would be suicide.
Only Iron Body seemed remotely possible. It was mainly about building resistance to blows. As long as he could take a beating, he could train it. By accelerating the flow of blood and speeding up the muscles' movement, he could make his muscles as hard as steel.
Of course, a month and a half of training wouldn't be enough for him to truly master Iron Body. But he didn't need to master it completely!
"You're serious?!"
Uchiha Fukuyama took the stick Suifeng handed him, looking baffled. "You're sure you want me to hit you with this? You think you can beat Kakashi this way?"
"I don't have a choice!"
Suifeng's mouth twitched. "Teacher Fukuyama, you've been training me all this time. Do you think I can beat Kakashi?!"
"Well..." Fukuyama was taken aback. After a moment's thought, he shook his head. "Kakashi is stronger than you. You've trained hard, but surpassing him in such a short time is almost impossible."
Though the Uchiha were Konoha's most powerful clan, they weren't fools. They knew the basics. A ninja's greatest strengths were assassination and intelligence gathering. They couldn't possibly let Suifeng fight Kakashi without gathering information on him. Fukuyama was responsible for training Suifeng, so he knew Kakashi's capabilities inside out.
Although Kakashi was only a Genin, he'd already completed one or two C-rank missions in the short time since becoming one. His strength was close to that of an ordinary Chunin—or perhaps he already had the strength of one. Suifeng, despite training hard and awakening the Sharingan, was at most on the level of an ordinary Genin.
Everyone in the Uchiha knew this, but knowing something and dealing with it were two different things. It was only a duel between a Ninja Academy student and a Genin. Winning would be great, but losing wouldn't matter. The failure of a little kid who hadn't even graduated from the academy couldn't tarnish the Uchiha's honor. The important thing was to save face and avoid losing too badly.
Suifeng had lost so badly last time that he'd made the Uchiha Clan look bad. If he hadn't awakened the Sharingan at just the right moment, the clan would have given up on him by now. They certainly wouldn't have arranged for a Jonin to give him special instruction like they had now.
Hearing Fukuyama's answer, Suifeng said, "So beating him the conventional way is practically impossible. He's too fast. Even though I've awakened the Sharingan and can see his movements, my body and reflexes can't keep up with them. I'll have to find another way."
"Your solution is to get beaten up!"
"He's too fast. He can end the fight in an instant, just like last time. As long as I can't outrun him, I can't win. I might even get knocked out in one hit again. I can't afford that embarrassment, so I have to limit his speed!"
"I only need one strike. Just one opening!"
Suifeng continued, "I have a way to create that opening now. What I'm missing is a way to withstand one of his attacks!"
"I understand!"
This was a common tactical approach for countering an opponent, and as a Jonin, Fukuyama was familiar with it. He didn't think the plan was very reliable, but the fact that it had been devised by a kid who'd only just entered the Ninja Academy impressed him.
So he quickly raised the stick...
"Thwack!"
"Aaagh...!"
A long, drawn-out howl echoed across the training ground, followed by Suifeng's furious voice. "Why are you hitting me so fast?!"
"What's the point if I don't hit you hard?"
"I'm training my resistance to blows, not my speed! Slow down a little!"
"Thwack...!"
"Aaagh... Couldn't you go a little easier?!"
"Thwack!!"
"A little gentler!"
"Thwack...!"
"A little slower!"
"Thwack!!"
"Ugh, that was too hard!"
"Thwack!!"
"Don't hit me there...!"
"Thwack!"
"You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?!"
That night, Suifeng lay on the tatami, his face bruised and swollen, his body mottled with purple bruises. Every so often, he twitched.
Uchiha Kazuko sat in front of him on the tatami, eating a rice ball wrapped in seaweed. "Are you sure this will let you beat that Kakashi? He's the White Fang's son, and he specializes in swordsmanship. You...!"
Suifeng's expression stiffened, and a sudden wave of panic washed over him.
"No, it'll be fine. I'm only a Ninja Academy student, and he already knocked me out with one kick last time. With Kakashi's arrogant personality, he definitely won't draw his sword against me. He probably won't even use a kunai!"
Suifeng shook his head, his voice firm. "That's right. He definitely won't. If he draws his sword, he won't be Kakashi anymore!"
"Suifeng, I think you've been like a different person ever since Kakashi taught you a lesson," Kazuko said. She swallowed her rice ball and studied him with a puzzled look. "You weren't like this before."
"What's different about me?!" Suifeng's heart tightened, but he acted unconcerned. "Kakashi knocked some sense into me. I don't want to embarrass myself like last time!"
"Do you really think you can beat Kakashi like this? I don't think you have much of a chance."
"How will I know if I don't try?" Suifeng seemed to remember something. "By the way, Aunt Kazuko, after my duel with Kakashi is over, could you teach me Medical Ninjutsu?"
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