Konoha: The thirty-year-old Uchiha lacks motivation.

Chapter 234 Why is your soft fist so effeminate?

When Sousuke's large hand pressed against Uchiha Gin's Tanzhong acupoint on his chest that day, a look of doubt appeared in his white eyes.

Logically speaking, a ninja with even a little skill would instinctively dodge or fight back if suddenly approached at close range. But this curly-haired guy with a salted fish-like appearance didn't make any other move. He didn't even lift an eyelid, let alone fight back.

Have they given up?

"Hey, if you keep touching me like that, there'll be a charge!"

Just as Hyuga Sousuke was hesitating about whether to exert his strength, Uchiha Gin, who felt that he had been taken advantage of by the lewd-looking middle-aged man in front of him for half a day, frowned in displeasure.

"what?"

Meeting Uchiha Gin's gaze, Hyuga Sousuke noticed that although there was no contempt in the other's lifeless eyes, such a calm demeanor still dealt a heavy blow to Hyuga's already fragile branch family nerves.

"Then please enlighten me!"

Instantly, an unnamed fire ignited within Hyuga Sousuke, extinguishing his remaining "mercy," and his chakra converged towards his palm.

Immediately afterwards, chakra carrying hidden force shot out from the acupoint in the palm, surging into Uchiha Gin's body through the Tanzhong acupoint, determined to destroy the meridian system in the curly-haired man's body and let him taste the power of the Hyuga clan's secret technique.

"Haha~ I'm really looking forward to it~"

Initially listless, Uchiha Gin instantly perked up after sensing the chakra entering his body from Hyuga Sousuke's palm. His lifeless eyes regained a hint of curiosity. Under Sousuke's deliberate indulgence, Hyuga Sousuke's chakra began its marathon journey along the meridians within his body.

"Tsk~ This feels pretty cool!"

Since Uchiha Gin underwent the system's bloodline modification, he has basically never had the opportunity to refine chakra at full power, so his internal meridians have been in a sluggish state.

The chakra that Hyuga Sousuke injected into his body had a good lubricating and nourishing effect. The comfortable sensation of rubbing against the meridians made Uchiha Gin nod in approval in his heart, and his eyes also showed a bit of friendliness when he looked at the therapist who had come from afar.

"Damn it, don't look at me like that!"

Adhering to the principle of friendly sparring and testing, Hyuga Sousuke did not choose to use Gentle Fist to damage Uchiha Gin's internal organs; he only intended to seal his meridians, forcing him to surrender.

Unexpectedly, after just one slap, he caught a glimpse of the slightly "pity" on the curly-haired man's face, which dealt another devastating blow to his already fragile self-esteem. His hand suddenly moved faster.

There are still 31 moves left to complete the Eight Trigrams Thirty-Two Palms!

"Thump! Thump! Thump!~"

And so, under the solemn gazes of the onlookers, Uchiha Gin, like a kite with a broken string, was caught in mid-air by Hyuga Sousuke, who had inexplicably fallen into a rage. Each palm strike carried a sharp, whistling sound, making everyone instinctively tense up.

Visible blue chakra, like threads, flowed from Hyuga Sousuke's palm into the rootless body of Uchiha Gin, causing Senju Hashirama, who was watching nearby, to frown and unconsciously clench his fists, which were as large as cooking pots.

"Big brother, don't rush, that curly hair isn't that simple."

Seeing Uchiha Gin suspended in mid-air, unable to fall, Hashirama Senju, unable to contain his anger, was about to make a move when Tobirama Senju, standing beside him, spoke up to stop him.

Turning his head, he saw Tobirama Senju looking at the curly-haired man, who was beaten to the point of appearing unconscious and instinctively groaning in pain, with a strange expression. He whispered something to him.

"Don't worry, his breathing hasn't weakened at all."

On the other side, Hyuga Tenyou, with his hands clasped, was watching the duel intently with his Byakugan activated.

"Hmph~ It's not too late for you to admit defeat now, otherwise I won't be responsible for any accidents that happen to this Uchiha later."

From the Byakugan's perspective, Uchiha Gin was caught off guard by Hyuga Sousuke, immediately suffering a pressure point seal that halted his chakra flow. Meanwhile, the Gentle Fist chakra that had entered his body was relentlessly tormenting his meridians, causing intense pain that knocked the Uchiha unconscious. A smug Hyuga Tenyou smirked and immediately began to smugly accuse the Senju brothers.

"Thirty-one Thirty-two Palms - The End!"

In the brief pause between their exchange, Hyuga Sousuke had already completed his Eight Trigrams Thirty-Two Palms technique. As the final palm strike landed, he slowly closed his eyes, seemingly unable to bear witnessing Uchiha Gin's pitiful fall behind him. However, the slight upturn of his lips betrayed his narrow-minded thoughts to anyone with a discerning eye.

"Sorry, I'm a beginner and I didn't hold back. Take him to the hospital quickly."

Hyuga Sousuke, his complexion back to normal, shook his head somewhat apologetically, feigning remorse as he explained that he had only recently begun learning Gentle Fist and was unable to control this incredibly damaging technique. He urged the Senju brothers to call 120 immediately, otherwise Uchiha Gin would suffer lasting health problems due to damaged meridians.

"Huh? Oh, oh, oh~ As expected of the legendary Gentle Fist, I, Uchiha Gin, acknowledge you as the number one master of relaxing muscles and improving blood circulation!"

Just as Hyuga Sousuke was walking towards his master with his head held high, a slightly surprised voice suddenly sounded behind him, causing him to pause in his steps. He turned around in disbelief, his Byakugan eyes filled with astonishment.

"Impossible! I clearly sealed thirty-two acupoints on your body, there's no way you could still stand up!"

The system notification, "Host failed, gained 16 Mind Energy," arrived as expected.

"Phew~ I don't have any other strengths, but I'm very resilient. Next time, remember to press more acupoints; thirty-two aren't enough."

After receiving a thorough treatment from Hyuga Sousuke, Uchiha Gin, feeling warm all over, looked at the two Hyuga clan members with great appreciation. With such skills, why be a ninja? He could open a large physiotherapy center and make a fortune long ago.

Oh no, my little cousin has a rival!

"Damn it! How dare they humiliate our Hyuga clan like this! Behold!"

"Stop it, Sousuke! Aren't you ashamed?"

Hyuga Sousuke, his face flushed, his fists still slightly numb with bulging veins, his white eyes filled with shame and anger, instinctively wanted to go back and continue his three hundred rounds of fighting with Uchiha Gin. However, before he could take a few steps, he was stopped by Hyuga Tenyou, whose face was gloomy.

"Young clan leader, please give me another chance!"

Looking at his young clan leader's cold eyes, Hyuga Sousuke felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. If he lost Hyuga Tenyo as his backer and returned to the clan, he would probably be crippled by the clan leader. Thinking of that miserable end, he immediately started kowtowing like a pestle, and even though blood stained the white cloth on his head, he did not stop.

"Useless trash. I raised you as a trusted confidant and taught you secret techniques, but you couldn't even defeat a weak Uchiha."

Hey, hey, hey, do you have any manners? What do you mean by "weak Uchiha"?

Not wanting to look at Hyuga Sousuke any longer, Hyuga Tenyo, his face cold and gloomy, turned his gaze to the radiant Uchiha Gin, scrutinizing him from head to toe with his Byakugan.

"Your gaze is very rude. Let me tell you, I'm not wearing underwear today!"

Sensing a gaze upon him, Uchiha Gin, as the possessor of the Byakugan, was naturally aware of this ability. He immediately covered his private parts and issued a righteous and stern warning.

"puff!"

Seeing that Uchiha Gin was safe and sound, Senju Hashirama breathed a sigh of relief. He picked up the tea he had just brewed and took a sip when he heard Uchiha Gin's explosive statement. He immediately choked on his tea and spat it all over the floor.

"Hmph! You're lying, you clearly wore it, and it even had a strawberry pattern!"

"Pfft!!!" This time it was Tobirama Senju who sprayed water.

Just when everyone thought Uchiha Gin's words were explosive enough, Hyuga Tenyo, after scanning the text several times, directly exposed Uchiha Gin's lie.

But soon a strange expression appeared on his face. He first looked down at his little brother, then looked at Uchiha Gin's crotch with deep surprise in his eyes, as if he had seen something indescribable and terrifying.

"May I ask, what did you eat to grow up?"

Just moments ago, Hyuga Tenyou had been all arrogant, but suddenly he seemed like a completely different person. A hint of fawning smile appeared on his usually cold face as he cautiously inquired…

"If you're wondering, it's all about how the environment shapes the people; that's what Konoha people say."

Although he found it strange that the other party had changed his attitude, Uchiha Gin, who was always happy to help others, immediately spoke up to answer Hyuga Tenyo's questions.

"Wait a moment, there are some things we can discuss later."

Just as Hyuga Tenyou was about to press further, he suddenly remembered his original intention and waved his hand, indicating that he should attend to official business first and they could discuss personal matters later. At this moment, the hostility in his white eyes had vanished.

For some reason, Uchiha Gin suddenly couldn't sense any malice from Hyuga Tenyo, which puzzled him. He had clearly made his clansmen lose face, yet this arrogant guy wasn't angry at all.

"I've heard that the Sharingan of the Uchiha clan is mysterious and unpredictable. Could you perhaps demonstrate it to me, Mr. Gin?"

Passing by the silent Hyuga Sousuke with his head down, Hyuga Tenyo came to Uchiha Gin, who looked bewildered. His tone was much better than before, and he even called him "Master." He also took his glasses off his head, clearly having changed his attitude.

"Um, actually I used my Sharingan just now, but that person was rubbing and hitting me so enthusiastically that I opened my mouth and closed my eyes, completely losing control~"

Upon hearing Hyuga Tenyo's question, Uchiha Gin scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly. If he said he hadn't activated his Sharingan earlier, the other party would definitely report him for passive fighting. So, he had no choice but to tell a harmless lie without batting an eye.

"Oh, I see. Mr. Gin, what do you think of our Hyuga clan's secret techniques?"

Seeing Uchiha Gin's genuine expression, Hyuga Tenyo nodded in satisfaction, then asked again.

"The effect is pretty good, but that guy's technique was a bit lacking. He just needs more practice."

Unexpectedly, the other party asked such a sensitive question. Uchiha Gin only answered the positive parts, after all, he wasn't the kind of person who would kill the cook for no reason.

"Forehead!"

Hyuga Sousuke, kneeling on the ground, his heart filled with despair, looked up in astonishment upon hearing Uchiha Gin's words. His pale eyes were filled with deep surprise; he truly hadn't expected the other man to speak up for him.

"Hmph~ That guy only learned one or two moves, yet he dares to show off his limited skills here. I will definitely teach him a lesson when we get back."

Hearing Uchiha Gin's slightly tactful praise, Hyuga Tenyo was greatly pleased. His anger towards Hyuga Sousuke instantly lessened by more than half. At the same time, he also gave up the idea of ​​abandoning him. Considering that the other party had worked hard, he decided to keep him around for the time being.

"Thank you, Young Clan Chief!"

Reborn, Sousuke Hyuga buried his head in the ground and shouted excitedly.

"Enough with the nonsense! Get out of here, or do you want to stay and embarrass yourself any longer?"

In a rather pleasant mood, Hyuga Tenyo waved his hand impatiently, signaling for Hyuga Sousuke to make room so he could have a more in-depth sparring session with Uchiha Gin.

"yes!"

Upon receiving the order, Hyuga Sousuke stood up with delight and quickly ran to the outer edge of the training ground. His face, etched with relief at surviving the ordeal, showed deep gratitude as he looked at the languid-looking Uchiha Gin with his white eyes.

"I'm sorry to have troubled you, Mr. Gin. Sosuke's Gentle Fist is just the tip of the iceberg of our Hyuga clan's secret techniques. The core skills can only be mastered by our main family."

After Hyuga Sousuke left, Hyuga Tenyo slowly began to explain to Uchiha Gin,

Hyuga Sousuke was one of the strongest members of the Hyuga clan's branch family, possessing rich experience in missions and a shrewd way of dealing with people. Therefore, he was chosen by the Hyuga clan head to serve as Hyuga Tenyo's personal bodyguard.

As his status rose further, Hyuga Sousuke also received an additional reward: a modified version of the Gentle Fist technique taught to him by the Hyuga main family.

"I was wondering why. I only glanced at it a few times and I already learned almost all of that guy's boxing style. Turns out it was just the basics. No wonder it was so easy!"

Listening to Hyuga Tenyo's explanation, Uchiha Gin nodded thoughtfully, looking earnestly at the Byakugan-wielding youth before him, and explained very seriously,

"What? You learned it?"

Having just offered a weak explanation, feeling that the other party underestimated his family's secret techniques, Hyuga Tenyo was about to give Uchiha Gin a lesson on their main clan's core technology when he heard the other party's confident reply, causing him to exclaim in surprise.

It should be noted that even the abridged version of the Thirty-Two Palms is still a core skill of Gentle Fist. It is so difficult to learn that people outside the Hyuga clan simply cannot master it, and some cannot even get started.

But now, this curly-haired guy in front of him claims to have learned the Gentle Fist Technique: Eight Trigrams Thirty-Two Palms used by Hyuga Sousuke. How could he not be shocked?

"It's alright, our Sharingan only has a tiny bit of power, that's about it~"

As he spoke, Uchiha Gin slowly opened his sleepy, dead-fish eyes, and a scarlet light emanated from them. Three tomoe, imbued with a cold and profound power, slowly swirled within them, radiating bursts of ocular power that drew the attention of everyone present.

"So this is the Sharingan?"

As a reclusive member of the main branch of the Hyuga clan, this was the first time Hyuga Tenyou had ever seen the Sharingan. As a member of a family renowned for its dojutsu (eye techniques), he could keenly sense the unfathomable power contained within Uchiha Gin's eyes, igniting a considerable fighting spirit within him.

"This trip was definitely worthwhile, Mr. Yin. Please enlighten me!"

However, as a proud member of the Hyuga clan's main branch, the word "retreat" was not in Hyuga Tenyou's dictionary. His white eyes gleamed brightly, and as he formed a hand seal, veins bulged on his temples, releasing a unique Byakugan power that spread outwards. This powerful aura caused the Senju brothers, standing not far away, to frown.

"Big brother, that arrogant, glaring brat is actually pretty good."

With his keen senses, Tobirama Senju watched Hyuga Tenyou unleash his power not far away and felt a pang of worry. He had initially thought Tenyou was just an arrogant spoiled brat, but it turned out he actually possessed some real strength.

"Well, it's alright, but it's still not as good as Madara's brother."

Compared to the somewhat nervous Tobirama Senju, Hashirama Senju appeared rather calm. After comparing the two, his slightly furrowed brows instantly relaxed, and a smile appeared on his face as he gave a simple and honest assessment of Hyuga Tenyo's strength.

Izuna: Am I a unit of measurement?

"Even if he's not as good as Izuna, with this level of strength, he's not someone that curly-haired guy can handle."

"Hey~ don't worry, it's just a friendly spar, and we're all here. Helping out will be as easy as drinking water."

Patting his younger brother on the shoulder, Hashirama Senju smiled and comforted him.

"Okay, you said it yourself. I've already tried to stop it. If anything really happens, that's my explanation to Itama."

Alright, alright, I've said everything I needed to say. Itama, your second brother really did his best.

"ha?"

As one of the parties involved in the incident, Uchiha Gin looked at Hyuga Tenyo with great interest. Judging from the aura emanating from the other party, this Byakugan lad had strength close to Izuna's, of course, assuming his little cousin didn't activate his Mangekyou Sharingan.

Even so, their demonstrated strength was still far superior to that of the Ninja Clan Alliance. It can only be said that they are indeed descendants of aliens, and their aptitude is much stronger than that of the natives.

"Mr. Gin, what Sosuke just used was only the thirty-two palms of the beginner level of Gentle Fist. There are many more powerful advanced moves to come, so please be careful. I will try to hold back my strength."

Having already activated his Byakugan, Hyuga Tenyo entered serious mode. As he assumed the classic Hyuga clan starting stance, Uchiha Gin only saw a blur before his opponent vanished from his spot.

"Gentle Fist Technique: Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms"

The next moment, a hand was placed on Uchiha Gin's chest again, but this time, he didn't choose to continue to endure the blows. After all, Heart Steel had already finished its losing streak, and there was no need to undergo another high-powered physical therapy.

"So fast!"

Uchiha Gin lowered his eyes, a hint of hesitation in his red eyes. This made Hyuga Tenyo, who thought he had succeeded, tense up. Then he felt his hand lighten and the other's figure suddenly disappeared. The speed was so fast that he couldn't help but gasp.

"Since you mentioned before that you wanted to see the copying ability of our Uchiha clan, then I'll make a fool of myself~"

Seeing the astonished Hyuga Tenyo before him, Uchiha Gin grinned. Amidst everyone's incredulous gazes, he raised one hand, palm facing outward, assuming the exact same starting stance as the Hyuga clan.

"Tobirama, do you think it's true or false?"

Hashirama Senju, always eager for drama, nudged his thoughtful younger brother and asked...

"Taking all aspects into account, the Sharingan is indeed no worse than the Byakugan. Even if it's just an imitation, it should be able to reproduce some of its power."

Having studied the Sharingan for many years, Tobirama Senju subconsciously ranked the Byakugan below the Sharingan, after all, it was their Senju's old rival who had fought for a thousand years.

Rolling your eyes, what's that?

"Interesting. If you've only copied Sosuke's Eight Trigrams Thirty-Two Palms, Mr. Gin, you'd better admit defeat now. I don't want to hurt you."

Although surprised by Uchiha Gin's familiar stance, Hyuga Tenyo didn't really take it to heart. After all, Gentle Fist is not just a technique, but more importantly, it is combined with the Byakugan to accurately inject chakra into the enemy's pressure points, so as to achieve the purpose of injuring people invisibly.

"Can't I learn while playing?"

"Um...you're actually a pretty nice person," Uchiha Gin said, raising an eyebrow.

"In that case, please take a good look!"

Sensing that Uchiha Gin's tone showed no sign of backing down, Hyuga Tenyo showed him respect, immediately moving forward with both hands, blue chakra overflowing from his palms.

"Gentle Fist Technique: Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms"

This time, his outstretched palm didn't land on Uchiha Gin, but was caught by a palm strike from the same angle. The familiar move made Hyuga Tenyo's eyes narrow.

It wasn't just the similarity in techniques that surprised him; what truly astonished him was the way the chakra overflowing from his opponent's palms was channeled—it was exactly the same as authentic Gentle Fist.

"Gentle Fist Technique: Eight Trigrams Thirty-Two Palms"

Uchiha Gin, who had just received a palm strike, smiled and raised an eyebrow, slowly reciting the name of his technique, leaving Hyuga Tenyou momentarily stunned.

But he refused to give up and gritted his teeth to unleash his next move. Each move was both soft and strong, yet concealed a deadly intent.

"Ha~ Hey~ Hoo~ Ha~"

When Hyuga Tenyo unleashed his Eight Trigrams Fist, Uchiha Gin responded with the same move, countering each attack. After several exchanges, Gin left his opponent helpless for a time.

"Phew~ Mr. Gin, are you sure you just copied that move?"

After exchanging thirty-two blows with Uchiha Gin, Hyuga Tenyo took a few steps back with a strange expression and asked Uchiha Gin in an inexplicable tone,

"Of course, I've never seen your Hyuga clan before."

Upon hearing that the other party was questioning him, Uchiha Gin was immediately unhappy. He was using the most authentic Gentle Fist style imaginable. Was the Hyuga Tenyo main family truly authentic?

This was obtained from a shy, melon-haired girl on a dark and stormy night—the Bagua Thirty-Two Palms technique, practically stolen from her. Judging by its quality, it's absolutely genuine!

"Um, why are your moves so effeminate?"

The fact that Uchiha Gin could use the Eight Trigrams Thirty-Two Palms had already surprised Hyuga Tenyo, but as the fight progressed, he felt increasingly uneasy because he discovered something even stranger, causing him to stop his movements and ask what was going on.

"Uh, wait, your Hyuga clan's Gentle Fist style has male and female variations?"

(End of this chapter)