The Accomplished Come First

After a long while.

The flames dissipated.

After their shock subsided, the clan members all furrowed their brows, analyzing the principles behind this move.

This was indeed Chakra Nature Transformation, and the commotion it caused was almost the same as when the Clan Head had taught the clan members before.

However, according to what the Clan Head had said on several previous occasions, he was still holding back with this level of commotion. Otherwise, these training grounds would not have been enough for him to wreak havoc in.

They had long since been shocked by the Clan Head's strength, so the reason for their frowns now was another matter.

So, was this move called Formless Style considered taijutsu or ninjutsu?

Oh, right.

They might as well add this move to Hyuga Style Ninjutsu and compile it all together.

Combining ninjutsu and taijutsu was completely not a problem.

"Gyuba, give everyone a demonstration."

After finishing the move, Hyuga Hitoshi smiled as he looked at his personal guard.

Meeting the Clan Head's gaze.

Hyuga Gyuba froze on the spot and unconsciously swallowed.

For a moment, he did not know whether the Clan Head valued him or was deliberately trying to embarrass him.

Smack!

No.

Hyuga Gyuba gave himself a hard slap, his expression turning serious.

How could I think such a thing?

When had the Clan Head ever made things difficult for his clansmen?

I really shouldn't have!

Hyuga Gyuba reflected painfully and quickly completed his self-criticism, then took a deep breath as Hyuga Hitoshi had done.

Just as Hyuga Gyuba had expected, when he met the Clan Head's eyes again, techniques for using the Budget Formless Style had already appeared in his mind.

Along with the chakra circulation route and the techniques for exerting force!

This...

The Clan Head was personally teaching him!

With tears welling up, Gyuba gave the Clan Head a deep bow.

He swore that he would live up to the Clan Head's cultivation and live up to his own name. Even in his next life, he would inherit his parents' will and work like a horse for the Clan Head!

Even if his name had merely come from combining his father's and mother's names, he would forcefully interpret it that way!

Teaching one person was far easier than teaching a group.

Hyuga Hitoshi could not exactly be called a hands-off manager, but once one understood the principles behind this move, it was not difficult to use.

The Ninja World was a wondrous place.

Even for profound ninjutsu, once one had the hand seal method and chakra circulation route, unless one was born with one's path blocked like Little Lee, the people present were all Hyuga elites. With hard training, they would surely see results.

As the creator of Formless Style, Hitoshi was not worried that the clan members would fail to learn this move.

Considering that the clan members' talents were limited and that they could not enter states of enlightenment from time to time like him, the moves he passed on were all simplified versions. They ensured maximum power while also being easier to use.

Even if they could not use Formless Style, that was fine. They only needed to familiarize themselves with the changes in battle.

Take the Gentle Fist Art—Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms, for example. If you had the skill to land sixty-four palms, couldn't you fire two Fire Fists straight into his face?

Leaving aside everything else, that kind of surprise attack alone would give the Hyuga Clan's enemies an enormous headache.

Depending on each person's different natures, they could develop even more moves and perhaps even add combination techniques.

Clearly.

The Hyuga Clan's limits did not end here. With him, the Clan Head, keeping watch, he would definitely raise the Hyuga Clan's combat power by another level before war broke out.

"This move doesn't seem very suitable for me to learn, Brother Hitoshi."

Yuhi Kurenai pondered hard for a long time before finally sighing and shaking her head helplessly.

She was young, and her chakra amount was right there. If she forced herself to learn it, being able to produce a small flame would already be good enough.

"Once you learn Budget Sage Mode, you'll be able to support the consumption."

Hitoshi spoke gently.

The human body had limits, so he had chosen to become a beast of burden.

But the clan members were not the same. The so-called Budget Sage Mode was merely small-scale utilization of natural energy. It had only been Hitoshi Clan Head's first attempt while in a state of enlightenment, and it still had many shortcomings.

He had already made many improvements before. The new Hyuga Style Sage Mode was almost developed, reducing the learning difficulty while also developing techniques such as Sage Strike that varied from person to person. However, there was no rush to teach it to the clan members yet. They could wait until they had become familiar with the Budget Formless Style.

In truth, only by combining it with Sage Mode could this move unleash greater power. The Hyuga Clan was naturally extremely strong in chakra control; otherwise, this move could easily injure oneself. After learning Sage Mode, they could throw it directly like dango, significantly reducing the safety hazard.

If dango could be thrown, why couldn't hand grenades? It was perfectly reasonable!

However, Hyuga Hitoshi had not been fooling the clan members. Chakra Nature Transformation truly counted as a foundation.

He had not mentioned any of the more profound matters.

For instance, Tenseigan Chakra Mode could most likely also be considered a form of chakra conversion, but what it converted was Yin-Yang Release, so the difficulty was likely even greater.

He was preparing for opening his eyes in the future.

Or perhaps, once his eyes surpassed their limits and gained new power, he would lay the foundation for guiding the clan members through comprehensive evolution.

After all, there was a ready-made purifier on the moon. Later, he could discuss things with the Blind Child and study the mutation process of the Byakugan. Even if they could not give everyone a Tenseigan, purifying it a little would still be good.

As expected of me!

This scientific research spirit alone was worthy of respect.

Hyuga Hitoshi gave himself a thumbs up. If Orochimaru had not already defected, he would have insisted on finding him for a couple of drinks and discussing his latest research results.

But unfortunately.

Snake Man in this world had defected much earlier than in the original work.

Come to think of it, this matter was his fault.

If he had not gone to show off to Orochimaru after every moment of enlightenment, talking about his research results, Orochimaru would not have run away early. Jiraiya would not have chased out of the village early either, and he would not have missed the last meeting with his disciple.

Thinking about it, Snake Man had it rough too.

Back then, he considered himself a ninjutsu genius and Research Master, unrivaled in this field. Yet someone named Hyuga Hitoshi had appeared, and that person would occasionally come to show off before him. Even more outrageous, that person's talent for ninjutsu and understanding of research were both deeper and more knowledgeable than his.

Yet according to Orochimaru's way of thinking, what's yours is mine. There's nothing wrong with killing you to see how your brain works.

But he could not defeat Hyuga Hitoshi, which was very uncomfortable. Openly and secretly, he was no match for him. After several exchanges, his Dao heart had nearly shattered.

In a fit of anger, he swore to Hyuga Hitoshi that he would definitely produce research results that would make Hitoshi look at him with new eyes, then slap Hyuga Hitoshi in the face.

And so, his human experimentation was exposed, and he set foot on the path to immortality ahead of schedule.

"Actually, your master still respected me very much."

Inside a newly set up dango shop in Konoha, Hyuga Hitoshi, who had brought Yuhi Kurenai out shopping and eating, said this to Anko, who was eating dango across from him.

The Clan Head's work was already done. He only needed to glance at the training grounds from time to time, and leaving the rest to Hyuga Gyuba would not be a problem.

Relationships needed to be maintained. Yuhi Kurenai was already quite worry-free, so Hyuga Hitoshi did not mind strolling with her. Even though Konoha was now a pile of rubble, it did not affect his mood.

"Heh."

Anko let out a chortle, giving Hitoshi Clan Head only a Byakugan. She could not even be bothered to expose Hyuga Hitoshi.

God knew how Orochimaru-sensei had lived back then. He hid in the laboratory every day, and merely hearing Hyuga Hitoshi's name would make him tremble. If it had not affected his experiments, her teacher could have stayed a few more years at the very least.

Rumors stop with the wise; conversation stops with "heh."

The moment Hitoshi saw Anko like this, he knew that explaining would be useless.

He was telling the truth. Don't look at Snake Man like that—he definitely admired him from the heart. He was simply not good with words.

After all, the accomplished come first in matters of learning!

As he ate dango, Hitoshi Clan Head raised an eyebrow and looked into the distance, then smiled.

It seemed Fugaku and his brothers' day of charge was not far off!

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