This Is What Martial Artists Are Like

As soon as the two minutes were up, Hizashi appeared right on time and scrutinized the three with an oppressive gaze. "You didn't even hide in advance. Looks like you're quite confident in your own strength."

Might Guy kneaded his fists and shouted, "Sensei, hurry up and start!"

"Come on. Timing starts now." Hizashi kept one hand behind his back and extended only his right hand.

Although his test was for them to last three minutes against him, he had no intention of attacking from the start. Otherwise, three freshly graduated Genin would not even last half a minute against him.

"Ha! Leaf Hurricane!" Might Guy yelled strangely as he leaped toward Hizashi.

Shizune did not yet know any offensive ninjutsu, so she merely seized the opportunity to throw Shuriken and interfere.

Hizashi easily caught Might Guy's right leg as it kicked toward him, then swung him like a weapon at the Shuriken Shizune had thrown.

Might Guy did not panic. Instead, he grabbed a Shuriken in the process and hurled it at Hizashi with greater speed, while clinging tightly to Hizashi's right arm like a koala.

Knowing Might Guy's Taijutsu skill, Shizune was not worried that her Shuriken would hurt him. Once she saw that he had "locked down" Hizashi, she fired every Shuriken on her body.

Seeing their coordination, Hizashi gave a slight nod, but his hands showed no mercy. One Rotation directly sent both the incoming Shuriken and Might Guy flying.

"Not bad. But the two of you alone are far from enough..." Hizashi commented, but when the corner of his eye swept toward where Setsuna stood, his heart jolted in alarm.

Setsuna had vanished at some point. He, a Jonin, had not even noticed when Setsuna disappeared.

"Sensei Hizashi, watch out."

The sudden voice from behind made Hizashi's scalp tingle. Realizing that Setsuna was standing in the Byakugan's blind spot, he seemed to have no time to react before that overwhelming force blasted him away. He plowed a long, narrow trench through the ground like a train before lying motionless in a crater at its end.

"Big Brother Setsuna, you killed Sensei Hizashi!" Might Guy looked shocked and worried, while Shizune's face was also filled with concern.

Setsuna merely laughed. "You're underestimating Jonin too much."

As soon as he spoke, the corpse in the crater turned into a dead log.

Setsuna could not help but feel impressed. Although Sensei Hizashi was a Taijutsu ninja, his hand seal fundamentals were quite solid. The Substitution Technique required five hand seals.

Of course, that was because Setsuna had warned him beforehand. Otherwise, Hizashi would not have had time to form the seals at all.

"Watch out, Gentle Fist Art: Eight Trigrams Palm!" Hizashi's voice came from Setsuna's rear flank. He now regarded Setsuna as an opponent on his own level and did not dare show even the slightest contempt.

"Gentle Fist?" Setsuna's eyes lit up. As a martial artist, his greatest dream was naturally to collect the ultimate martial arts of every world, fuse them into one, and become a true grandmaster of martial arts.

Moreover, this fighting style possessed tremendous potential. It seemed to have been passed down from Kaguya Otsutsuki's Eighty Gods Vacuum Attack.

"Eight Trigrams Two Palms, Four Palms, Eight Palms..." A dim green Eight Trigrams formation seemed to appear beneath Hizashi's feet as he continuously struck the acupoints on Setsuna's body.

Watching the two fight, Might Guy and Shizune were utterly bewildered. It was not that they wanted to slack off; their visual nerves could barely keep up with the two men's speed, so naturally they could not intervene.

Setsuna continuously blocked and retreated while widening his eyes to observe, openly stealing the technique. He could clearly sense a strange force seeping into his body, trying to damage his internal organs.

To people of the Naruto World, this fighting style was exceedingly dangerous. After all, internal organs could not be trained.

"A force similar to hidden power?" Setsuna suddenly understood. His Acupoint Striking could cut off the flow of blood and qi, and likewise possessed similar effects.

"If you can't endure it, say so." Hizashi was also worried that his Gentle Fist might cause Setsuna irreversible damage.

"Sensei Hizashi, don't worry. Please use it to your heart's content." Setsuna's tone was calm, and he appeared completely at ease.

Naturally, cultivating qi could train one's internal organs. Otherwise, the future Goku could never have trained under such extreme gravity.

"...Thirty-Two Palms, Sixty-Four Palms!" Hizashi no longer held back and unleashed the complete Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms.

Yet even after taking the full Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms, Setsuna still stood firm, his eyes shining brightly. He did not look injured internally in the slightest.

"You're actually fine?" Hizashi was deeply shaken. This was the first time he had ever seen someone take all sixty-four of his palms without suffering any harm.

Moreover, even if Setsuna's internal organs were strong enough to resist the damage, he should still have been slowed by the Acupoint Striking.

Setsuna explained, "I shifted my acupoints, so your Acupoint Striking doesn't work on me, Sensei."

Hizashi looked utterly incredulous. "You can move your acupoints?"

Setsuna nodded as if it were only natural. "This is what martial artists are like."

Hizashi's mouth fell slightly open. He really wanted to ask whether he could learn it too.

But what shocked him even more came afterward.

Setsuna assumed the Gentle Fist stance. "Please judge it, Sensei. Gentle Fist: Eight Trigrams Two Palms, Four Palms..."

Hizashi watched in disbelief as Setsuna used the Hyuga Clan's inherited Taijutsu. He continuously dismantled and defended against the moves until Setsuna had even used the sixty-fourth palm.

"You, you..." Hizashi did not even bother to purge the hidden power from his body. His voice was incredibly hoarse as he found it impossible to comprehend. "How do you know the Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms?"

Setsuna apologized, "Sensei Hizashi, sorry. After watching you use the Gentle Fist once, I somehow just learned it."

Back in the Dragon Ball World, the Crane Hermit had taught him all kinds of martial arts concepts. With his understanding of Tai Chi and the Eight Trigrams, learning the Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms from such a high vantage point naturally was not too difficult.

After hearing that, Hizashi fell silent.

If the Hyuga Clan's Gentle Fist were really so easy to copy, it would have long since spread throughout the Ninja World.

Especially the Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms. This was a secret technique passed orally within the Hyuga main family. Branch family members could generally only master up to Thirty-Two Palms. He had relied on his own talent and spent ten years comprehending it himself, yet Setsuna had used it after seeing it only once.

After a long silence, Hizashi finally said, "You are a Taijutsu genius, but the battle isn't over yet. Let me see how far you can take the Hyuga Style's fist techniques."

The two clashed again, both using Eight Trigrams Palm. Anyone unaware of the truth would have thought two Hyuga Clan ninjas were fighting.

As time passed, Hizashi increasingly felt as if his body had been filled with lead. Setsuna could ignore that hidden power, but the internal injuries within Hizashi's body were continuously accumulating.

"I never thought my Gentle Fist would lose to an outsider." Hizashi's expression was complicated. He had originally wanted to surpass the main family through his own efforts, yet now he could not even compare to an outsider.

"Although this is a bit of a cheat, I still have to preserve the Hyuga Clan's dignity." Hizashi steeled himself and suddenly used Rotation to blast Setsuna away.

"Oh? So this is Eight Trigrams Palm Rotation?" Setsuna widened his eyes again and observed.

Hizashi said in a deep voice, "Blindly attacking will only expose flaws. Only when the Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms is linked with Rotation's absolute defense does it become the Hyuga Style's strongest combination technique."

Setsuna shook his head slightly. "There is no such thing as absolute defense in this world."

"Then try it. But let me warn you: the instant Rotation blocks an attack is the best time to counter with the Sixty-Four Palms."

Setsuna removed his wristbands and ankle weights. Seeing the commotion caused by the weights striking the ground, Might Guy became wildly excited. "Big Brother Setsuna is going all out."

The veins at Hizashi's temples throbbed wildly. Setsuna had actually been fighting him while wearing weights the whole time?

"Sensei Hizashi, watch out." Setsuna gave a warning, then shot forward like a cannonball, instantly cracking the ground beneath his feet.

Hizashi did not dare be careless and hurriedly used Rotation.

Setsuna's fist slammed heavily into the blue barrier generated by Rotation. Time seemed to freeze. The next moment, the barrier shattered with a thunderous crash. The scattered chakra currents uprooted the surrounding trees, and Hizashi spun into the sky like a top that had been knocked away before plunging headfirst into the ground.

Seeing this, Might Guy was finally completely satisfied. "Just as expected, the same ending as Lord Jiraiya."