"There are truly such striking similarities in this world. I always thought that our Hyuga Eight Trigrams Gentle Fist was completely different from the mainstream Steel Fist of the Ninja World. I even believed that no one in the Ninja World besides our Byakugan-wielding Hyuga Clan could possess such a taijutsu." Whenever the Hyuga Clan Head thought of Liuxia's unusual nintaijutsu at the Chunin Ninja Exams, he couldn't help sighing. The Hyuga Clan hadn't produced such a talent in years.
"Clan Head Hyuga, you flatter me. How could my swordsmanship compare to your Gentle Fist, a tradition passed down through your clan for a thousand years? It's just a young person's whimsical idea." Liuxia replied modestly, his attitude showing his respect for the Hyuga Clan Head and the Hyuga Clan.
"Liuxia, there's no need to be modest. Without a dojutsu bloodline, you relied solely on your understanding of chakra to accomplish something even my clan's secret technique, Rotation, cannot do. Your talent rivals that of Lord Hashirama and Uchiha Madara in their youth." The Hyuga Clan Head's words were full of praise and expectation. As he looked at the young boy before him, two unforgettable figures flashed through his mind—the legendary men who had dominated their era, beyond the reach of countless other geniuses.
"I'm not worthy of such praise. I have only a little talent. How could I compare myself to those two lords?" Though Liuxia knew what made him special, he understood even better that caution and humility mattered just as much in this world.
Liuxia thought that although he possessed strength beyond ordinary people, he was better off playing it safe until he became invincible. He didn't want to invite unnecessary trouble through a moment of arrogance. *If I admit today that I'm comparable to Hashirama and