Gaining a New Skill, Squad Versus Match

Hyuga Main House residence.

Genye strode into the room, bowed to Hyuga Hiashi, who was reading, and asked, "Lord Hiashi, I wonder why you summoned Genye today?"

After speaking, he looked around curiously, trying to find any trace of Hyuga Yuansheng.

Ever since he had been sent flying by a single punch, the clan elder had not appeared before the clan members, and it was unclear if his injuries had healed.

Hiashi set down his scroll and got straight to the point: "Genye, when I watched you use the Gentle Fist last time, it seemed you employed a unique technique for exerting force?"

As soon as Hiashi puckered his lips, Genye knew exactly what kind of wind was blowing.

No wonder this guy is being so amiable; he's got his eyes on my big treasure! Genye thought to himself.

"Lord Hiashi has eyes like torches. That is correct. I have painstakingly developed a method of force exertion that, if used properly, can double the power of the Gentle Fist!"

Double!

Hearing Genye's words, even with Hiashi's excellent composure, his breathing grew rapid.

The Gentle Fist had been passed down for a thousand years, and countless predecessors had attempted to improve it.

But to double its power?

They wouldn't even dare to dream of such a thing!

Hiashi stared fixedly at Genye, his throat dry as he asked, "Genye, are you certain of this?"

Genye nodded, his expression sincere. "Naturally. How would I dare to deceive Lord Hiashi?"

I just didn't tell the whole truth.

Every time he replicated a skill, his body was fine-tuned by the system, which was the only reason he could barely withstand the explosive force of double or even triple power.

But if someone else were to try it?

Don't make me laugh. If you tried to play like that, your arms would explode instantly!

"Good, good, good!" Hiashi slapped his thigh in excitement. "Genye, calling me 'Lord' is too distant. Our bloodlines are within the five degrees of mourning; if you don't mind, you may call me Uncle."

Hearing this, Genye's expression turned strange. I just beat your father until he vomited blood, and you want to acknowledge me as your nephew?

He did not know how great the temptation of improving—or rather, revolutionizing—the Gentle Fist was to Hiashi, or even the entire Hyuga Clan.

"Uncle Hiashi." Genye changed his address quite readily.

If nothing else, if he spread the word about what Hiashi said today, he'd be disappointed if the accounting office didn't add an extra hundred thousand ryo to his monthly living expenses.

Hiashi stared at Genye with burning eyes: "Nephew, would you be willing to...?"

He could naturally use the Caged Bird Seal to force Genye to reveal the technique, but he would have to be brain-damaged to commit such a foolish act of killing the goose that laid the golden eggs!

A genius like this should be utilized properly, finding ways to make him continuously generate benefits for the Main House.

Injuring his father?

A small matter! As long as he didn't die!

In the face of clan interests, he believed his father would have no objections either.

Genye didn't hesitate much: "Genye is willing to offer this technique to the clan, but I do have one small request."

Hiashi was very satisfied with Genye's tact and waved his hand: "Very well, speak your mind."

"I am very interested in the Main House's 'Rotation' technique. I wonder if you could teach it to me?" Genye asked.

Hiashi frowned slightly: "The Rotation technique..."

Rotation was a secret technique passed down orally through generations of the Hyuga Main House. To pass it to a branch member—wouldn't that be a desecration of the Main House?

...But perhaps this kid could also improve the Rotation?

Hiashi hesitated for a long time before finally making a decision that went against his ancestors: Teach it!

After leaving the Hyuga residence, Genye was very satisfied with the results of his trip.

Firstly, by posing as a genius who had shocked everyone and exposing a few small secrets, he could better conceal the existence of the system.

Secondly, trading a move that others could hardly replicate for a Youth Version: Almighty Push was a massive profit.

Of course, the force-exertion method of "Gentle Fist: Double" still had significant reference value.

If one could fully grasp it, while they might not be able to double the power, increasing it by twenty or thirty percent was still a possibility.

"It's decided. I'll spend this time learning Rotation first."

With hidden weapons flying constantly on the battlefield, if he could master this Absolute Defense, his survival rate would go way up!

While Genye was diligently training, the Third Shinobi World War finally arrived.

The chaotic war between the great nations thus began.

Amidst the baptism of blood and fire, a new generation of powerhouses emerged, making their names known through countless battles.

The genius puppeteer of Sunagakure stained the desert red with the blood of his enemies, shaking the ninja world and earning the title "Sasori of the Red Sand."

A and Killer Bee of Kumogakure were invincible with their combo technique, the "Double Lariat," emerging victorious in every engagement.

Konoha, by contrast, showed signs of a generational gap.

Aside from the Yellow Flash, there seemed to be no other young powerhouses worth mentioning.

(Shimura Hofu wept in the bathroom.)

Due to the outbreak of the great war, the Chunin Exams were forced to be held early, and Genye and his team found themselves taking the test.

The Chunin Exams consisted of three rounds.

The first round was a written test, assessing the candidates' basic knowledge or reconnaissance skills.

If one couldn't solve the problems, copying without alerting the proctors was also acceptable.

"Tch, this is so simple; you could do this with your eyes closed," Genye glanced at the paper, not even bothering to activate his Byakugan.

Having survived the academic rat race in his past life, these questions were nothing more than a breeze...

"Genye, you almost got eliminated!"

On the day the results were posted, Asuma pointed at the list, noting that Genye had only barely made the cut.

"Damn, who knew the paper had a back side!"

Genye was speechless; fortunately, he was truly talented, as he had passed despite only completing half the exam.

"Take this seriously, will you? Don't drag us down in the next round!" Asuma reminded him, looking worried.

The second round was a team battle; if one person failed, the whole team suffered.

He was still looking forward to that two-week vacation!

"I know, I know," Genye said helplessly.

Three days later, the Forest of Death.

The dense canopy blocked out most of the sunlight, leaving the space beneath the trees dark and oppressive, as if covered by a horror movie filter.

"What a coincidence, our opponents are you guys?"

Seeing Kakashi and Rin appear, Asuma looked surprised.

"Coincidence my foot. It's obvious that Instructor Hofu pulled some strings!"

Genye rolled his eyes and looked at Kakashi and the others, asking, "Where's Obito? That guy isn't going to be late for the exam too, is he?"

Kakashi: (̿▀̿̿Ĺ̯̿̿▀̿ ̿)̄

Rin: (눈_눈)

"Right." Genye clicked his tongue; their expressions said it all.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm late!"

At that moment, a figure came running over in a hurry, panting as he spoke.

"Late?"

Kakashi snorted coldly, pointing at the clock on the iron fence. "One more minute and our squad would have been disqualified!"

Obito scratched his head and gave a sheepish laugh. "On the way, on the way, I ran into an old lady who needed help, so..."

"Alright, enough talk!"

The proctor, who had been waiting for ages, had lost his patience. "Since everyone is here, follow me."

Led by the proctor, the group arrived at a relatively open clearing and stood on either side of him.

"Are the candidates ready?" the proctor asked loudly.

"Ready!"

"Good!" With a wave of his hand, the proctor vanished instantly, leaving the field to the two squads.

"The duel—begins!"