"A peak clash between Gentle Fist and ninjutsu. I never expected that the third strongest person, second only to my elder brother, would still lose to Senju Hashirama. It was inevitable, but I really want to know just how strong Hyuga Tianren is!"
"If it were a real battle, he alone would be enough to wipe out my Kurama Clan!"
Faced with Mingye's teasing, the man who had named his own clan could only smile bitterly. Mingye raised an eyebrow at him. He was the leader of the Kurama Clan, which had submitted to the Uchiha Clan long ago, yet he sounded so dejected. That came as quite a surprise to him.
Ever since arriving in this world, Mingye had been searching for the ninja clans from his memories, and the Kurama Clan was one of them. Although the clan's ninja possessed a tremendous advantage due to their genjutsu Kekkei Genkai, their bodies were frail, like sheets of paper that could be carried away by the wind. On top of that, a ninja's work was inherently bloody, and going without proper food or sleep was commonplace for their clan. So, Mingye had secretly supported them, intending for them to switch sides in the middle of a future war should an enemy ever recruit them, allowing him to determine the outcome. But with the Hyuga Clan's submission, there were no longer any such enemies in the Land of Fire. Feeling completely at ease, Mingye teased the thin, stick-like man.
"Hehe! Don't compare yourselves to the Kurama Clan. Your bodies are weak, and you only excel at genjutsu. Out of several hundred people, can't you produce even one person capable of practicing taijutsu? You've been training for two years already, haven't you? Yet you still look sickly. Didn't you properly train in