“Aomizu, this is…” Might Guy felt the tight muscles in his thigh visibly relax, the pain from the cramp melting away before his eyes.
“This is the Mystical Palm Technique, Guy.” “It channels Chakra through the palms and infuses it into the body to stimulate muscular healing.
It’s a type of Medical Ninjutsu.” Might Guy blurted out, “Aomizu-kun, can you teach me?” But the moment the words left his mouth, he regretted them.
Leaving aside whether he could even learn it, a scroll for a rare medical technique like the Mystical Palm Technique would fetch a fortune on the black market.
Why would Aomizu just teach it to him?
Might Guy’s face flushed crimson instantly, and he scrambled to explain.
Aomizu smiled and shook his head, signaling him not to worry.
“The Mystical Palm Technique requires extremely precise Chakra control.
You also need to judge the exact severity of the patient’s injury; if you inject too much Chakra, it will disrupt their system and cause even worse damage.” “Guy, just focus on training your Taijutsu.
If you ever need me, you can always come find me.” Might Guy stared straight into Aomizu’s sincere eyes, slowly uttering a promise that many onlookers didn’t quite grasp: “Aomizu-kun, please allow me to become your eternal rival!” “Alright…” Aomizu withdrew his hand from Might Guy’s thigh, stood up, and extended his palm to pull him up from the ground.
“Let’s work hard together, Guy!” [Detected Might Guy’s intense desire to defeat the host.
Binding as a laning target!] “That thick-eyebrowed bastard…” Shisui pouted, utterly displeased.
Before this, Aomizu had only ever healed him.
*Hmph, Brother is only doing that to spare your feelings…* *The only one who can be Brother’s lifelong rival and protect him is me!* Shisui secretly competed with Might Guy in his heart, though he was also internally shocked by how quickly Guy’s strength was growing.
*I have to train, train even harder!* Shisui told himself.
From a dead-last who initially couldn’t even enter the Academy to his current Taijutsu achievements, Might Guy’s progress could indeed be described as meteoric.
In reality, among Kakashi and Obito’s generation, most of those who eventually became Jonin graduated at age nine or ten.
Only Kakashi was a genius who graduated at six, while Might Guy was only slightly behind, successfully graduating at seven.
His start was late, but he was the type who accumulated deeply to burst forth, possessing immense longevity and staying power…
“Aomizu, I am truly gratified that you have reached this level of strength…” Ikaku Umino walked over, a look of deep emotion on his face as he gently patted Aomizu’s shoulder.
“How is it?
Do you still have strength?
Do you want to try sparring with Chunin Hatake?” “Not only would it spare you the tedious graduation exam, but you’d also get some unexpected benefits—like the attention of Lord Sandaime…” Ikaku Umino stood with his back to Kakashi, his eyes brimming with encouragement.
As a seasoned Chunin, he was quite skilled at gauging a ninja’s strength.
In his estimation, as long as Kakashi didn’t get the chance to end the fight instantly with his Kenjutsu, he would be completely unable to defeat Aomizu.
Ikaku Umino wanted his gentle yet powerful student to seize this chance to truly make a name for himself in Konoha!
But to his surprise, Aomizu slowly shook his head.
“I think I’ll pass, Teacher Ikaku.
I don’t plan on graduating early just yet.
This time, I only fought because I wanted to respect the rules of the Academy’s sparring session.
Since I was selected, I had to take the match and my opponents seriously…” “As for skipping the graduation exam…
to be honest, I’m quite looking forward to this year’s exam paper on the Will of Fire…” Aomizu winked at Ikaku Umino, then turned and walked back to the spectator area.
Kakashi watched Aomizu with a solemn gaze, his mind in disarray.
After Aomizu demonstrated his power, Kakashi yearned to fight him.
As a super-genius who had always stood far above others, it had been a very long time since Kakashi had felt this kind of pressure and competitive drive from a peer…
If the Hatake family’s discipline weren’t so strict, Kakashi might have used his authority as an examiner to command Aomizu to fight him.
Moreover, Might Guy—who had always pestered him—had actually made a pact to be Aomizu’s “lifelong rival.” This left Kakashi with a hollow sense of loss, and the loneliness in his heart deepened.
“Rin, if you have time this weekend, come to the Uchiha clan compound.
I’ll teach you the Mystical Palm Technique.” Aomizu walked up to Rin Nohara and said with a smile: “When I was healing Guy, I saw you watching intently.
You seemed really interested in this technique…” As Aomizu drew near, Rin Nohara’s fair face instantly flushed crimson, and her words became a bit tongue-tied.
“No, it’s not like that, Aomizu-kun…
Such a precious Ninjutsu…” “I just didn’t want Guy to waste his time.
Besides, isn’t Medical Ninjutsu your interest?” “If I can help you, I’ll be very happy.” Aomizu’s expression was completely earnest, and his tone was sincere, yet his words carried a subtle, lingering trace of ambiguity.
This mixture of an innocent expression and suggestive words threw Rin Nohara’s heart into utter chaos.
Especially since Aomizu, who had just stolen the spotlight, had actually paid attention to her expressions and sought her out first thing after stepping down.
A young girl’s heart is always full of imagination, and even Rin Nohara, with her cheerful and gentle nature, was no exception.
“I understand, Aomizu-kun…
I’ll visit you this Sunday.
Sorry to trouble you then…” “Great, it’s a promise then.” Aomizu smiled, nodded to Rin Nohara, and walked back to Shisui’s side.
For a moment, countless covert glances drifted toward Aomizu.
No matter how dull-witted an Academy student or teacher might be, they all knew that another Uchiha genius was about to make a name for himself in Konoha.
And most interestingly, he was an Uchiha who excelled in Water Style, possessed an unbelievably gentle personality, and was deeply interested in the Will of Fire!
Seeing Aomizu and Might Guy encouraging each other, many Academy teachers had their eyes light up.
This was the ultimate inspirational story, the kind that could be passed down from this class for generations to come…
While Rin Nohara and Aomizu were making their plans, Obito Uchiha was still knocked out on the ground like a dead dog, completely ignored.
Asuma Sarutobi stared at Aomizu’s retreating figure, unable to calm his racing thoughts for a long time.
He had developed a massive interest in Aomizu.
As a rebellious child, he didn’t believe in the Will of Fire, and he held quite a bit of disdain for his father.
Yet as a peer, Asuma had to admit that Aomizu was far superior to him, and yet he revered the Will of Fire so deeply…
Thus, Asuma wanted to find the answers regarding the Will of Fire from Aomizu.
Meanwhile, his father, Hiruzen Sarutobi, having watched the entire live feed, smiled with deep satisfaction.
“Good, what a splendid Aomizu Uchiha!”