Shizune guided him with incredible patience.
She leaned in slightly, meticulously correcting every detail of Genshin’s Chakra circulation, her gaze gentle yet exceptionally focused.
As a medical ninja, she had a far deeper understanding of the human body, which made it easier for her to spot flaws in the finer points of Genshin’s training.
From the steady output and precise control of Chakra, to the form-switching and gap-avoidance of the Three Bodies Technique, and even to the force-application techniques for tree-climbing and water-walking—she patched up every gap bit by bit, tidying away the subtle imperfections left over from his earlier training.
Mm, if one could just ignore the suspicious slurping sound of drool drifting down from above his head every now and then, Shizune really was a good teacher.
Hey, that’s enough already!
Keep this up and I’m calling the cops!
For real, you hear me?
In any case, the whole morning passed just like that.
Genshin’s fundamentals underwent a comprehensive overhaul and upgrade, and what was surprising was that the speed and precision of his Chakra manipulation had improved by quite a significant margin.
Just filling in the details brought this much improvement?
As expected, training really does require a good teacher!
Seeing how hard she’d worked, maybe…
I should reward her a little!?
Genshin thought it over, then reached out to wrap his arm around Shizune’s waist and gave her a firm hug.
“Thank you, Big Sis Shizune~~”
—in an utterly clingy, coquettish voice.
Ohoho!
Super effective!
Genshin landed a critical hit, and Shizune collapsed with a nosebleed!
At that exact moment, Tsunade, who had just gotten back from the Konoha hospital, stared at this scene with black lines all over her face.
Did my education screw up somewhere?
The Shizune I remember was never this much of an idiot…
…
By high noon, the morning training had come to an end.
Ignoring Shizune, who was still fainted away in a look of pure bliss, Tsunade took a scroll out of her ninja tool pouch and unrolled it.
Poof!
As a cloud of smoke dispersed, two sets of small, black weighted wrist and leg guards appeared on the scroll.
A heavy metallic presence washed over him as they lay there before Genshin.
“These are the weights for you to train Taijutsu with this afternoon,” Tsunade said blandly.
“The weight can be adjusted.
You’re still at the stage where your body is developing, so you shouldn’t wear them for too long in a single day.
Just use them during your afternoon training.”
Genshin reached out and picked up the weights—they were heavy in his hands.
He felt not the slightest fear; instead, he was brimming with excitement.
Hamon Breathing paired with high-intensity weighted training would absolutely send his physical strength soaring at a breakneck pace.
“Thank you, Teacher!”
Genshin immediately strapped the weights on properly, binding them tightly to his wrists and calves.
A heavy, sinking sensation spread throughout his four limbs, his whole body dipping slightly downward, every lift of the arm and every step now demanding far more effort.
“Take half an hour to get used to them, then spend the whole afternoon polishing your Taijutsu fundamentals until sunset.” With that, Tsunade turned and headed off to the side to rest, leaving Genshin alone to adapt to the weights and refine his movements.
…
The afternoon sun grew ever warmer, bathing the empty Konoha training ground in its light.
Wearing the heavy weights, Genshin repeated the basic Taijutsu movements over and over.
Straight punches, kicks, blocks, Body Flicker, footwork—every single motion was executed with utmost precision.
Even as his limbs ached and swelled and his stamina drained away, he never slackened in the slightest.
His Hamon Breathing circulated steadily, ceaselessly nourishing and repairing the tiny muscle-fiber tears produced by the exercise, allowing him to sustain high-intensity training for a long stretch.
His endurance and physique rose steadily through each cycle of extreme exertion and repair.
The abundant stamina brought by the Uzumaki clan’s immense vitality, combined with Hamon’s self-healing, formed a superb training combination that let Genshin clearly feel his body growing stronger step by step.
This feeling of getting immediate feedback for your effort was simply too satisfying—Genshin felt like he was already high beyond belief.
Just as Genshin was immersed in his training, beneath the shade of a tree at the edge of the training ground, a tiny little figure was staring at him without so much as a blink.
It was little Hinata, dressed in a clean, pale-blue cloth kimono.
Her little hands bashfully clutched the hem of her clothes, and a thin blush had crept over her fair little face.
Little Hinata just happened to be passing by.
Hiashi had been taking her for a stroll, holding her hand, when they caught sight of Genshin training at the Konoha training ground.
Come to think of it, it was rather strange.
In Hiashi’s memory, little Hinata had always been the soft, gentle sort who never once defied his words—but the moment anything involving Uzumaki Genshin came up, it was a different story entirely.
Just like that night, the instant little Hinata saw Genshin, she wouldn’t budge an inch.
The moment Hiashi so much as thought of taking her home, she would look at him with an expression on the verge of tears, as if daring him to send her home now and see if she wouldn’t cry for him.
Forget it.
In any case, this little bra—this Uzumaki Genshin was someone both the Hokage and the Sannin had taken a liking to.
Spending more time around him couldn’t hurt, and if it got Hinata interested in training, all the better.
With a wave of his hand, he had the Hyuga family guards protect Hinata, and the lonely old father headed home all by himself.
That left little Hinata to keep on staring at Genshin, who was drenched in sweat as he trained on the field.
After a while, yet another figure quietly alighted at the edge of the training ground.
It was Uchiha Shisui.
He stood there silently, watching Genshin.
Gazing at the diligent, meticulous little figure toiling under the weights, his eyes were full of admiration.
But Genshin, in the middle of his training, sensed yet another person arriving and started to lose his composure a little.
What’s with all of you, one after another?
What’s so worth watching about training?
Never seen a good-looking dude before?
Are you all here playing spectator-mode or something?
Unable to stand the onlooking gazes any longer, Genshin pulled back his fist and came to a halt, turning his head to look at Shisui.
“Is there something you need, Senior Shisui?” Little Hinata being adorable was one thing, but you, mister dumpling-nose, what are you butting in here for?
Shisui stepped forward, his gaze falling on the weights on his four limbs, and he broke into a somewhat goofy smile.
“It’s nothing, really.
Did I interrupt your training?”
“Yes.”
Genshin answered plainly, wanting to kill the conversation as fast as possible so Shisui would go find somewhere cool to hang out.
He still wanted to keep on happily grinding away.
But Shisui’s face was a bit thick-skinned at the moment.
“Then as compensation, let me spar with you.
After all, real combat is the greatest boost to one’s strength.”
Mm…
in that case, maybe I really should just say yes.
Shisui was the ferocious character who had cut his way out of the flesh-grinding hell of the great Shinobi World war to become Body Flicker Shisui.
Sparring with a monster like that was exactly what Genshin had been hoping for, and he nodded in agreement on the spot.
“Sure!”
Genshin fumbled around at his body for a moment, and the weights all tumbled to the ground, clanking and clattering against one another with dull thuds.
The ground itself was hammered down into a slight depression, making Shisui’s eyelid twitch.
This weight…
isn’t Lady Tsunade being a bit too ruthless?
This kid is only six, isn’t he?
The two stood facing each other.
With no need for any extra preamble, they launched straight into their match.
One breath, less than half a second, and Hamon energy and mental energy had already fused together.
Genshin’s entire body brimmed with Hamon Chakra, and rhythmic ring-shaped currents of Hamon radiated outward.
Genshin stamped down hard, and his whole body shot toward Shisui like an arrow loosed from a bowstring, his fist wrapped in condensed Hamon Chakra, carrying a heavy gust of wind pressure straight for Shisui’s face.
The speed wasn’t bad—but what about the power?
Shisui prepared to take the punch and test it out.
He held his stance steady, his palm silently pressing against Genshin’s fist.
Just as he was about to catch it, he noticed the wicked grin spreading across Genshin’s face.
Wrong!
But it was already too late.
Beneath his palm, Shisui felt the muscles of Genshin’s arm suddenly tense, and an unstoppable force came surging up through his palm like an explosion!
Wait, this move is—!?
BOOM!
With a teeth-grating sound, Shisui was blasted high into the air by that single punch!
Chakra Enhanced Strength (Knockoff Edition)!
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