Physical Training

Hyuga Kaze laughed and scolded him as he gave Hyuga Qingchuan a pat.

"Besides, your dad won't be going alone. Your Uncle Shunpei and Uncle Ryoya should be back in the next few days, if my calculations are right. With them there, there won't be any problems."

Hara Shunpei and Oizumi Ryoya 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 sworn friends, their bond incomparably deep.

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

But the three remained in frequent contact.

At the beginning of the month, seeing how exhausting it was for Hyuga Kaze to take low-level missions, the two discussed taking on a higher-paying C-rank mission with him.

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

Hearing that the two would be going with him, Hyuga Qingchuan was relieved as well.

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

After all, Hyuga Kaze still had his strength; he merely lacked mobility.

The mission required total extermination. If any enemies slipped through the net, the two of them could kill them.

Still, he was somewhat worried. "It's been some time since the mission was posted. The intelligence may be outdated and not necessarily accurate.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 his father how to do missions now?"

"Dad, the clan said they're cutting your pension in half. Did they say why?"

Hyuga Kaze's pension had not come out of nowhere. It had been granted because he was injured protecting the Main House during a mission.

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

And now they wanted to reduce his pension. Even if it was only for half a year, it was still excessive.

"The clan head came in person. He said the clan needed to resolve the issue of the bounty on the Branch House, but funds were tight, so cutting the pension a little would count as helping out."

"Did they mention cutting the Main House's expenses?" Hyuga Qingchuan asked.

"They didn't mention it. Though I heard the clan head set an example himself and voluntarily cut spending in his own household."

"As expected."

"Be content. Since Clan Head Hiashi took office, this is the only time he's cut it. Back 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 House.

He patted Hyuga Qingchuan on the shoulder.

"This is the Hyuga Clan. The Main House will always stand above the Branch House. Under this system, the Branch House is no different from servants."

"If you don't want to accept such a fate, you must forge a path of your own."

Hyuga Kaze sighed and looked out the window.

"Your dad couldn't make it out, but I hope you can..."

Konoha Training Ground.

One green and one white figure were training by running on their hands.

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

Scorching energy filled the entire training ground.

The two were Might Guy and Hyuga Qingchuan.

Might Guy!

A big shot with the widest connections among transmigrators.

As long as any transmigrator senior wanted to learn taijutsu, they could not avoid paying their respects at the dock of the Blue Beast.

So, one evening a few days earlier, Hyuga Qingchuan had used a set of youthful combination punches to successfully become 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, without exception, this rival had ruthlessly refused his green youthful battle suit.

"Qingchuan, I can feel my youth boiling!"

"Let's run another hundred laps of youth!"

"I can't do it anymore!"

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

His utterly lifeless expression stood in stark contrast to Might Guy, who was bouncing about beside him, brimming with energy.

After the past few days of training, Might Guy had roughly learned Hyuga Qingchuan's limits. Shouting about youth, he continued with his own extra training.

Hyuga Qingchuan barely propped himself up into a sitting position and watched Might Guy's retreating figure with envy.

The Blue Beast truly lived up to his reputation!

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 be achieved overnight.

The core of physical training was to push the body just a little beyond its limit during every session.

Then, when the body recovered next time, it would adapt by recovering to a level higher than before it had been pushed.

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

But supercompensation also had limits. If one exceeded those limits by too much and could not recover, not only would the body fail to surpass its previous level, it might even become worse.

Thus, the difficult part was judging the extent of that "little bit" beyond the limit.

If one did not push hard enough, the training effect would be poor, and supercompensation could not be achieved.

If one pushed too hard, the body would be unable to recover. Not only would one fail to become stronger, one could even end up getting worse with more training.

This was also where Might Guy's genius lay. His powerful recovery ability allowed him to ensure that his training always paid off.

However, Hyuga Qingchuan was not without advantages either. With his innately powerful spiritual perception, he could ensure that he pushed his body exactly far enough every time.

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