You really were something!
"Ahem, let's continue!"
Neji and Rock Lee both gave Tenten a thumbs-up.
You really know how to handle him!
"Tenten, I know you have a special fondness for ninja tools."
"But you can't rely on ordinary ninja tools alone!"
"They don't pack enough of a punch."
Zhou Cheng began offering pointers. This had been his goal from the start.
"Try infusing your ninja tools with chakra!"
"Of course, how many chakra-infused shuriken you include in each volley will depend on your chakra reserves!"
Tenten nodded repeatedly, like a chick pecking at grain.
Zhou Cheng turned to Rock Lee, whose face was full of anticipation.
"Lee, your weakness is that you're too straightforward!"
"The Eight Gates of Life is powerful, and you've become dependent on it!"
"As a result, you've neglected technique!"
"Taijutsu isn't about trading punches!"
"If your technique is better than your opponent's, you can counter the instant they attack!"
"That's why I want you to practice Tai Chi more!"
Finally, Zhou Cheng looked at Neji and noticed the complicated look in his eyes.
A few months ago, the two of them had been on equal footing.
Now, Zhou Cheng was far, far stronger than him.
All Neji could do was keep chasing after him.
"Neji, your weakness lies in your mindset!"
"Since learning the truth about your father's death, you haven't been as cold as before."
"But you've also lost the drive to push forward without hesitation!"
"What, does seeing me now make you feel awkward?"
"The strong must keep pressing forward!"
"Never give up!"
The same scene played out among the other five teams.
Zhou Cheng pointed out each of their problems.
His words brought them all a sudden, profound realization.
"You have five minutes to adjust!"
"In five minutes, the chase resumes!"