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

"No," Qiu Shui smiled and shook her head, then turned to point to Xiao Li next to her, "His name is Rock Lee. He is very talented in taijutsu, and his experience is exactly the same as yours. So I brought him here for you to see, to see if he has the opportunity to become a top taijutsu and ninjutsu master like you. If so, I hope you can train him."

Although he has now obtained 10% of the Otsutsuki bloodline and his physique has been greatly enhanced, he should be able to withstand the high-intensity training of learning the Eight Gates, but he has to attend classes every day and train Naruto and the others, so he really can't find the time.

Most importantly, now that he has a system, he spends a lot of time and energy practicing physical skills, and the effort and benefits are really disproportionate.

Upon hearing this, Matt Kai immediately showed an interested expression, his gaze falling on Xiao Li as he looked the boy up and down, who had the same bowl cut hairstyle as him and was wearing a green bodysuit.

"Senior Guy!" Lee was so excited that he trembled slightly and his voice shook. "You are my idol! A big part of my dream of becoming a ninja is because I heard about your deeds. And whenever I feel like giving up during training, I think of you. Thinking of you gives me the motivation to keep going."

Qiu Shui froze. When he watched the anime, he always felt that Xiao Li was single-minded in his actions and words, and he didn't think that this kid was the kind of person who would be afraid of flattery!

How come you can speak such flattering words so fluently, even better than I can?

After hearing what Xiao Li said, Matt Kai felt lightheaded, as if every pore on his body was radiating pleasure.

When the story of Might Guy opening the Eight Gates and kicking the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist like a ball spread, the Eight Gates taijutsu officially came into the public eye. Might Guy also worked his way up to the position of elite Jonin through his own efforts. However, due to his strange appearance and behavior, he has never received such praise from anyone over the years.

He pondered for a moment, then walked over and patted Xiao Li on the shoulder heavily. "Xiao Li, is that right?"

"Yes!" Xiao Li straightened his back, his voice so loud it almost cracked.

"Qiu Shui is one of my few good friends. I will agree to accept anyone he recommends, regardless of their aptitude. But if you come here to learn martial arts, are your family members willing?" Might Day said.

Although he is now a Jonin and has a certain status in the village, it is still necessary to ask in advance, because his training methods are not something that ordinary people can accept.

"Senior Kai, I'm an orphan," Xiao Li said.

Matt Kay: I'm so damn stupid, what did I say to a kid?

"Alright, then come here at four o'clock tomorrow morning. I will train you. If you can stick to it for a month without giving up and your performance during that time satisfies me, I will take you as my apprentice."

Matt Kai, an expert in physical training, could tell at a glance from the calluses on Li's palms and his exposed forearms that he had been doing physical training regularly for at least three years, which was very difficult for a six or seven-year-old child to maintain.

He persevered because of his father's encouragement and support; it's hard to believe how Xiao Li managed to get through it all alone.

He knew better than anyone the days when no one recognized him and no one understood him, and it was this persistence that made him decide to nurture him properly.

"Thank you, Teacher Kai. I will definitely be here on time tomorrow morning," Xiao Li replied with a serious nod.

Kakashi suddenly pulled Might Guy aside and whispered, "Guy, tell me the truth, did you abandon your wife and children behind my back?"

Might Guy was completely stunned. "Kakashi, what are you talking about? How could I possibly do something like that? I spend all my time training here or sparring with you, besides carrying out missions. Where would I find the time?"

Seeing this, Kakashi's suspicion faded, but it's understandable that he would have such thoughts. The two were practically identical; anyone would have thought the same thing.

......

It was evening at Qiu Shui's house.

After eating and drinking her fill, Kurenai lay on the sofa with a satisfied expression. She was wearing a white spaghetti strap nightgown, and as she lay down, the white fabric clung to her body, outlining her figure in a faint way.

"I went to the Hokage's office today to report for duty, and the Third Hokage told me that your fourth-year class 1 achieved the best results in the grade?" Kurenai Yuhi asked softly.

"Well, it was just luck." Qiu Shui came out of the kitchen carrying two cups of tea and handed one to her. "Those students all had a good foundation, it's just that no one had properly guided them before."

After taking the bottle, Yuhi Kurenai took a small sip and said, "That's because you taught them well. Otherwise, why is it that when other teachers taught them, they didn't get first place in the grade, but you were able to get them first place in the grade?"

Qiushui didn't respond to that question, but instead asked, "How's your tutoring going lately? Has Kurama Yakumo's health improved?"

Kurenai stretched, the strap of her white nightgown slipping slightly with the movement. She casually pulled it back. "It's alright. I asked a medical ninja I know to prescribe some medicine for her condition. If things continue like this, she should be able to go back to school in a month or two."

Qiu Shui's gaze unconsciously fell on that patch of white skin, paused slightly, and then she subtly looked away, took a sip of tea, and said, "That's good. You should pay more attention to her usual condition. I feel that the problem that the Kurama clan has been unable to solve for so many years is probably not that simple."

He knew that Yakumo Kurama never returned to the Ninja Academy.

Kurenai Yuhi didn't notice his odd behavior. She lazily nestled on the sofa, her fingers idly fiddling with the lace trim of her pajamas. The white fabric was almost transparent under the warm yellow light, and with each breath, the faint outlines resembled undulating sand dunes under the moonlight.

Qiu Shui's heart skipped a beat. If she made a promise at this time, wouldn't it be obvious that problems would definitely arise later?

To date, he has never met anyone who has succeeded in saying this.

But there's not much Qiushui can do to help Xi Ri Hong right now, so he can only take it one step at a time.

"Oh, by the way, how's your study of illusion theory going lately?" Kurenai suddenly remembered this and turned to ask.

"I've basically finished reading all the materials about illusion magic that you gave me," Qiu Shui replied truthfully after thinking for a moment.