After Sarutobi Hiruzen finished his joke, Mingye walked over. Watching the child still running diligently across the training ground, he smiled and replied, "This is what they call youth. It may be bitter, but it is undoubtedly happiness! He hasn't failed. At the very least, he has become someone great in the eyes of his wife and family. Though that greatness may be humble, not everyone can remain humble while holding on to confidence, can they?"
Sarutobi Hiruzen shook his head slightly and sighed as he watched the child. He had no talent for ninjutsu, nor any talent for genjutsu. Pure taijutsu-type ninja did not seem particularly valued in this world; even surviving was extremely difficult for them. Yet this child had still stirred a sense of hope within him. Perhaps that was one of the reasons he had fallen into thought.
"The Eight Inner Gates—only a madman like you would casually teach around such a super forbidden technique. Fortunately, this child's character is admirable! You didn't even teach it to your own son!"
Sarutobi Hiruzen exposed Mingye's little scheme in one stroke, and Mingye did not bother hiding it as he replied.
"If he fought seriously, few of Konoha's jonin would be his match! Unfortunately, that technique cannot be used as a conventional ninjutsu!"
Sarutobi Hiruzen shook his head again. If the Eight Inner Gates could be opened frequently, then even a jonin would be unable to contend against its user. And the man currently hiding in the woods truly was someone of excellent character. At least in that regard, he had earned Sarutobi Hiruzen's approval.
"That's why he has always remained a genin! If Wu were still your teacher, he would definitely chop you to pieces! The Flying Thunder God and the Eight Inner Gates are both ultimate