Physical Training

Hyuga Kaze smiled and scolded him as he gave Hyuga Seisen a pat.

"Besides, your dad won't be alone. Your Uncle Shunpei and Uncle Ryo should be back in the next few days. With them there, nothing will go wrong."

Hara Shunpei and Oizumi Ryo were both old friends Hyuga Kaze had once carried out missions with.

Having spent years walking the line between life and death, the three had long become comrades who would die for one another, their bond incredibly deep.

It was only after Hyuga Kaze was injured and retired that their team disbanded.

Still, the three remained in frequent contact.

At the beginning of the month, seeing Hyuga Kaze struggle too much with low-level missions, the two had discussed taking on a better-paying C-rank mission with him.

But the day after they accepted the mission, the village sent the two of them to take turns patrolling the border, and the mission was delayed.

Hearing that the two of them would be going along, Hyuga Seisen felt relieved as well.

With the two of them carrying out the mission together, there should not be much of a problem.

After all, Hyuga Kaze's strength was still there; he simply lacked mobility.

The mission required them to wipe out every target. If any fish slipped through the net, the two of them could hunt them down.

Still, he was somewhat worried. "It's been a while since the mission was posted. The information above may be outdated and not necessarily accurate. Dad, you have to be careful."

"Don't worry. You little brat who hasn't even graduated is trying to tell your dad how to do missions now?"

"Dad, the clan said the compensation payment would be cut in half. Did they say why?"

Hyuga Kaze's compensation was not given out for no reason. It had been granted because he was injured protecting the main family during a mission.

It was because of the main family that he had lost a leg and ruined the rest of his ninja career.

And now they wanted to reduce his compensation, even if only for half a year. It was far too much.

"The clan head came personally. He said the clan needed to deal with the issue of the bounty on the branch family, but funds were tight. Cutting the compensation a little would count as helping out."

"Did they mention cutting the main family's expenses?" Hyuga Seisen asked.

"They didn't. Though I heard the clan head led by example and voluntarily reduced the household expenses of his own compound."

"As expected."

"Be content. Since Clan Head Hiashi took office, he has only cut it once. When the old clan head was around, the cuts came much more often."

Hyuga Kaze's tone was numb, as though he had long grown accustomed to such behavior from the main family.

He patted Hyuga Seisen on the shoulder.

"This is the Hyuga clan. The main family will always stand above the branch family. Under this system, the branch family is little more than servants."

"If you don't want to accept that kind of fate, then you have to carve out a path of your own."

Hyuga Kaze sighed and looked out the window.

"Your dad never found a way out, but I hope you can..."

Konoha's training ground.

One green and one white figure were running upside down in training.

Before they even arrived, the power of youth came rushing in with their voices.

Scorching energy filled the entire training ground.

The two were Might Guy and Hyuga Seisen.

Might Guy!

A big shot with the widest network of connections among transmigrators.

As long as any senior transmigrator learned taijutsu, they could not avoid paying their respects at the dock of the Azure Beast.

So, one evening a few days ago, Hyuga Seisen had used a set of youthful combination punches to successfully get acquainted with this big shot.

Might Guy had also gained another lifelong rival from the transmigration world.

From then on, the two often trained their physical fitness together.

The only thing that disappointed Might Guy was that this rival, like all the others, ruthlessly rejected his green youthful training suit.

"Seisen, I can feel my youth boiling!"

"Let's run another hundred laps in the name of youth!"

"I can't go on!"

After several sets, Hyuga Seisen lay sprawled on the ground like a puddle of mud, gasping heavily.

His dead-eyed expression stood in stark contrast to Might Guy, who was bouncing around beside him with boundless energy.

After several days of training, Might Guy had roughly figured out Hyuga Seisen's limits. Shouting about youth, he continued with his own extra training.

Hyuga Seisen barely propped himself up into a seated position and looked enviously at Might Guy's retreating figure.

The Azure Beast truly lived up to his name!

With the same amount of training, he had already collapsed while the other had only just begun.

But there was nothing to be done. Physical training could not produce results overnight.

The core of physical training lay in pushing the body just a little beyond its limits each time.

Then, when the body recovered, it would adapt by recovering to a level above what it had been before being pushed.

That was supercompensation. With each cycle, the body would grow stronger and stronger.

But supercompensation also had its limits. If the body was pushed too far beyond them and could not recover, it would not only fail to surpass its previous level—it might even become worse.

Therefore, the difficult part was properly grasping the scale of that "little bit" beyond the limit.

Push too little, and the training effect would be poor, making supercompensation impossible.

Push too hard, and the body would be unable to recover. Not only would one fail to grow stronger, one might even get worse the more one trained.

That was also where Might Guy's genius lay. His powerful recovery ability ensured that his training always paid off.

However, Hyuga Seisen was not without his own advantages. With his innately powerful spiritual perception, he could ensure that he pushed his body just the right amount every time.

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