Smack!
Smack, smack, smack!
Smack, smack, smack, smack!
The younger generation of the Hyuga Clan gave it their all in the Training Ground, showing off their talents as best they could.
They gathered chakra in their palms and struck at their opponents without mercy.
Unlike ordinary ninja battles, there were no Five Nature Transformations. The Hyuga Clan fought with nothing but their hands.
"Weak." Kazan was not disappointed. He had known what to expect before he came.
In Itachi's day, the Hyuga Clan had no renowned geniuses. Perhaps there were some, but none measured up to Neji.
He looked around but saw no sign of Neji or his father.
Everyone here had a clear, unmarked forehead. None bore the Caged Bird Seal. They were all members of the Hyuga Main Family.
I'll find another chance to take him on.
Only three people in the Hyuga Clan interested Kazan.
Neji, Hinata, and Hanabi.
Seeing Kazan's lack of interest, the Hyuga Clan members' hearts sank.
Could even their clan's finest geniuses fail to impress the Ghost of Konoha?
But even if their talent fell short, Hiruzen Sarutobi would have taken someone on for appearances' sake. A disciple in name alone would at least have let the Hyuga Clan save face.
What he did not know was that Kazan had never been a politician like Hiruzen Sarutobi.
He understood social niceties, but he rarely let them guide him.
Put simply, he did whatever he wanted.
If someone caught his eye, Kazan would take them on even if they were useless. If they did not, talent reaching all the way to the moon would make no difference.
With that, Kazan decided to leave.
He had never promised to take on a Hyuga disciple. He had only said he would come and look.
Now he