"Still, there really aren't many people in the village who practice the Eight Inner Gates." Sarutobi Hiruzen began carefully searching his memories for a suitable candidate. Before long, he recalled a strange man in a green, skintight outfit.
Might Duy. He had little talent, knew only Taijutsu, and devoted himself wholeheartedly to the Eight Inner Gates.
The reason Sarutobi Hiruzen remembered him was his hard work. If not for his dedication and perseverance in Taijutsu, he never would have learned the Eight Inner Gates.
Though the Eight Inner Gates was only an idea and a rough prototype, it had been conceived by the Second Hokage, after all. Not just anyone was qualified to learn it.
Sarutobi Hiruzen remembered keeping an eye on Might Duy for a while. He had even been moved by the man's astonishing effort and diligence, and had come to look forward to what he might achieve.
Unfortunately, his talent really was appalling. After practicing for most of his life, he had barely improved his own strength and had instead accumulated a body full of hidden injuries. Sarutobi Hiruzen estimated that once he grew old, he would spend the rest of his life in bed.
Still, Might Duy did have his merits. The years he had spent practicing the Eight Inner Gates were his value. Though the technique had left him with numerous incurable hidden injuries, that was also why his understanding of it was second to none in Konoha.
Hiruzen hadn't thought of him before because his value had been negligible. The concept behind the Eight Inner Gates wasn't particularly impressive among the forbidden techniques Senju Tobirama had created. But now that Konoha had a genius like Kawaki Aoba—
Might Duy seemed to have found his purpose.
Sarutobi Hiruzen immediately told Kawaki Aoba about Might Duy,