Hokage, no one knows better than me how to cultivate talent.

Chapter 110 Hinata's Revenge (Part 2)

"Hahaha." Takeshi Gouda laughed even harder, bending over and slapping his thighs, tears welling in his eyes. It took him a while to straighten up. "You don't really think the teacher would care about something like this, do you?"

He took two steps forward, squatted down, and brought his face very close to the skinny boy's: "Last time, when Teacher Shuimu called us to his office, he just said a couple of things to us casually. There was no punishment at all. A written apology? He wrote two lines and that was it."

The skinny boy's face showed disbelief: "How could this be... You're lying... Mizuki-sensei isn't that kind of person."

"If there was no punishment, why didn't you come looking for me later?" He was still making a last-ditch effort.

"What's there to explain? It's a waste of time." Just as the boy next to him was about to say something, Takeshi Gouda raised his hand and impatiently interrupted him.

"Let me show you my fist, which is as big as a sandbag." Takeshi Gouda cracked his knuckles, a cruel smile playing on his lips. "Let's see if you dare talk back to me again."

He clenched his fist, gathered all his strength, and slammed it hard into the boy's face.

The skinny boy tried to dodge, but Gouda Takeshi's foot was firmly planted on his chest, making him unable to move.

So he could only watch as the fist grew larger and closer in his field of vision. His pupils suddenly contracted, and a deep fear welled up in his eyes. He instinctively closed his eyes.

"stop!"

A voice suddenly rang out.

Slightly nervous, yet possessing an undeniable determination.

Takeshi Gouda abruptly stopped, his fist hovering in mid-air, just a fist's distance from the boy's nose.

He frowned and turned his head in the direction the sound came from.

After recognizing who it was, he was slightly taken aback, then a malicious smile slowly spread across his face.

"Oh, who do we have here?" He loosened his fists, crossed his arms, and sized up the newcomer. "Looks like the lesson I taught you last time wasn't enough, huh? Not only do you not avoid us, but you actually dare to come looking for us?"

Hinata Hyuga stood next to a large tree.

Actually, she had been there for a while, and had been hiding behind the tree, seeing clearly what Gouda Takeshi and the others were saying and doing.

After saying that, her palms were sweaty and her heart was pounding like a drum.

She wanted to speak up sooner rather than later.

But every time I try to speak, my lips feel like they're sewn shut, and I just can't open them.

The image that kept replaying in her mind was of Takeshi Gouda and the others beating her.

The days of being pushed down, kicked, and mocked came rushing back like a tide, drowning all her courage.

Her body trembled uncontrollably, her legs felt like lead, and she couldn't take a single step.

Until she saw Takeshi Gouda raise his fist, ready to hit the skinny boy.

In that instant, she recalled a scene from long ago, when she was surrounded by several people, trembling with fear, too afraid to move or shout.

Then someone rushed out, stood in front of her, and took the punches for her.

At that moment, courage finally overcame fear, at least temporarily.

She came out from behind the tree.

"Run! Run!" The skinny boy was overjoyed when he heard the voice, thinking he was saved. He opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the voice.

Standing there was a girl who looked even thinner than him.

His heart sank to the bottom. Ignoring the fact that he was still being held to the ground, he screamed at her at the top of his lungs, "Don't worry about me! You can't beat them! Run!"

"Still dare to talk back?" Takeshi Gangtian frowned, raised his leg, and kicked the skinny boy hard.

The kick was quite powerful, the sole of the shoe slamming solidly into the side of the waist.

The boy's face contorted instantly, his body curled up like a shrimp, tears welling up in his eyes from the pain, but he bit his lip tightly and didn't make a sound.

After delivering the kick, Takeshi Gouda didn't even glance at the boy on the ground again. He turned around and walked step by step toward Hinata.

Hinata looked at Takeshi Gouda walking towards her, and that familiar sense of oppression pressed down on her like a mountain, enveloping her entire body.

Her body began to tremble again, her fingertips were icy cold, her calves felt weak, and her mind was buzzing.

"Hurry up!"

The skinny boy's hoarse shout came from behind.

He didn't know where the power came from within his body, but he stumbled to his feet and rushed towards Gouda Takeshi.

He lunged behind Gouda Takeshi, grabbed Gouda Takeshi's thighs tightly with both hands, and pulled him backward with all his might.

"Hurry up...you have to go..."

..." His voice was muffled, tinged with sobs and gasps.

Takeshi Gouda was caught off guard by the sudden hug and almost fell over. His body swayed violently, and he barely managed to regain his balance.

He looked down at the boy who was clinging tightly to his leg, and his face instantly burned with anger.

"You're asking for it!"

He raised his other leg and kicked the boy's head repeatedly.

The dull thud echoed in the empty training field.

The skinny boy's head was kicked and swayed from side to side, his face covered in mud and dust, and intense pain spread from the top of his head throughout his body.

His vision blurred, his ears rang, and his teeth clenched so tightly they creaked, but he didn't let go. His arms were wrapped tightly around Gouda Takeshi's legs like iron hoops, and he refused to let go no matter what.

Gouda Takeshi grew increasingly annoyed by the kicking, feeling he had lost face in front of his two companions.

He gritted his teeth, increased the force of his kick, and finally pushed off with a powerful stomp.

The skinny boy was kicked away, rolled twice on the ground, and curled up a few meters away, motionless.

"I'll deal with you later." Takeshi spat at the boy viciously, straightened his collar, and continued walking towards Hinata.

"Kneel down." He walked up to Hinata, stopped, and looked at her. "Didn't I tell you last time? Keep your head down when you see me, and don't let me see your disgusting white eyes. Have you forgotten?"

Hinata lowered her head instinctively.

Seeing that she had no intention of kneeling down, Takeshi Gouda reached out and pressed down on her shoulder, using considerable force, thinking he could easily knock her to the ground.

But her body remained motionless, as if nailed to the ground.

Takeshi Gouda frowned.

"Can't you understand what I'm saying?" He raised his foot and kicked Hinata hard in the shin. "Kneel down!"

Hinata felt a dull pain where her calf had been kicked, but she didn't move.

Her body was still trembling slightly, and her head was down, so her expression was not visible.

But out of the corner of her eye, she could see the thin boy curled up on the ground not far away.

He lay there, motionless.

Hinata's mind flashed back to her childhood, when she ran away from the clan after being scolded by her father, encountered Gouda Takeshi and his gang, was pushed to the ground by them, and saw Naruto's not-so-broad but incredibly firm back as he stood in front of her; to the earnest eyes of Shusui-sensei when she squatted down to look her in the eye this morning; and to the boy who had just grabbed Gouda Takeshi's leg and screamed for her to run away.

Move.

She said to herself.

Hinata, didn't you want to become someone like Naruto?

Didn't Teacher Qiushui say that your strength has surpassed theirs?

Haven't you already made up your mind?

Let's get moving!

Hinata!

When Takeshi Gouda saw that Hinata still wouldn't listen to him, his face darkened completely.

He gritted his teeth, raised his leg again, and kicked Hinata's shin hard.

He used all his strength in that kick, the wind whistling through his leg, carrying a fierce force that seemed intent on knocking the person down.

In that instant, Hinata's gaze swept over the thin boy curled up on the ground not far away.

His body twitched slightly, his face was covered in dirt and dust, and there seemed to be tear stains still visible at the corners of his eyes.

It felt as if something in her mind had snapped open.

It was as if something that had been imprisoned for a long time had finally broken free of its chains.

The scene before my eyes suddenly changed.

The colors faded, and the world became a black and white grid.

Her vision became clearer than ever before, and every detail was clearly visible in her pupils.

She could see the location of every pressure point on Takeshi Gouda's body, how his chakra flowed through his meridians, and even the starting point of his next move.

Hinata's expression suddenly changed as she looked at the leg that Gouda Takeshi was kicking at her.

She quickly gathered her chakra into her index and middle fingers, her fingertips glowing faintly. With a speed several times faster than Gouda Takeshi's leg, she accurately stabbed at his chest.

"what!"

Takeshi Gouda felt as if a red-hot silver needle had suddenly pierced his chest, and the excruciating pain spread throughout his body like an electric current.

His body suddenly froze, his outstretched leg dangling in mid-air, as if he had been put on pause.

The intense pain caused him to let out a scream that was distorted in tone. He staggered back several steps, clutching his chest with one hand, his face showing a mixture of shock and anger.

"Takeshi Gouda, what are you doing?"

Because Takeshi Gouda's back blocked Hinata's view, a boy standing behind him didn't see what had just happened. He only saw Takeshi Gouda suddenly shout and then retreat, and couldn't help but frown and ask.

"It's nothing." Takeshi Gouda gritted his teeth, his face turning pale and then flushed as he tried to make his voice sound normal. "I got bitten by a mosquito."

He didn't want to lose face in front of his companions, even though the reason sounded ridiculous to him.

The boy didn't suspect anything, and just waved his hand impatiently: "Fine, then hurry up and finish this. My mom said this morning that she would make braised pork for me tonight, so I have to go back right away."

"Understood." Takeshi Gouda rubbed the spot where Hinata had hit him. There was still a dull ache there, as if something was stuck inside, making it hard to breathe.

He took a deep breath, straightened up, and stared at Hinata with a sinister look.

"You have successfully angered a lion."