Hanzou was filled with awe.
What a powerful physique!
The bruises left by his punches on Shiratori Rin's body quickly disappeared.
Through his training, Shiratori Rin's punching speed became faster and faster, his strength greater and greater, and his angles more and more tricky.
At this rate of growth, Shiratori Rin's Taijutsu would probably surpass his own in less than three years!
This could no longer be described as Genius!
He was a born Ninja!
"Again."
Hanzou's voice, muffled by his respirator, reached Shiratori Rin's ears, low and clear.
Hanzou looked at Shiratori Rin, who was three meters away from him.
Shiratori Rin's clothes were completely soaked with sweat.
A light wring would squeeze out a lot of water.
However, his eyes gleamed.
Like two flames burning.
Hanzou liked the look in his eyes.
Always revealing determination and an unyielding belief.
"Ding!"
"The System detected Hanzou's Nostalgia Value + 100."
"Ding!"
"Your Cursed Spirit Choso's Rank has risen to 33.6%."
No sooner had Hanzou's words fallen than Shiratori Rin's figure instantly transformed into an afterimage, disappearing from his original spot.
He had fallen in love with the feeling of fighting with his bare fists!
His whole body was boiling with excitement!
He felt no pain, no fatigue, only excitement flowing in his blood, clamoring for battle!
Shiratori Rin was momentarily puzzled.
Was he too excited?
But his fleeting thought was quickly drowned out by the fervor of battle.
"So fast!"
"His speed is getting faster and faster!"
"This is too amazing!"
"..."
At some point, the Ninjas who had been training had all gathered around Hanzou and Shiratori Rin.
They watched intently as Lord Hanzou instructed Shiratori Rin in Taijutsu, and the more they watched, the more shocked they became.
Shocked by Shiratori Rin's terrifying learning speed and progress.
Genius was not enough to describe Shiratori Rin's talent.
No wonder Lord Hanzou was willing to take him as a disciple!
The floor beneath Shiratori Rin's feet exploded the moment he pushed off, sending shattered stones flying into the air.
His figure, like an arrow released from a bowstring, instantly arrived before Hanzou.
His fist brought with it a gust of strong wind,
tightening people's skin.
A straight punch went directly towards Hanzou's face.
There were no superfluous flashy movements.
A simple, ordinary straight punch!
However, the air was compressed by this straight punch, emitting a cracking sound!
One could estimate how astonishing the force of this punch was!
A subtle hint of approval flashed in Hanzou's eyes.
However, such a fast punch was easily blocked by Hanzou.
The surrounding Ninjas hadn't even seen Lord Hanzou move, yet Shiratori Rin's fist was already enveloped by Lord Hanzou.
The watching Rain Ninjas didn't see it, but Shiratori Rin saw it clearly.
The moment his fist struck towards Hanzou, Hanzou moved.
However, his movements were extremely small; a side step and an arm raise, and Shiratori Rin's fist crashed into his palm.
This was the gap between the Naruto World and the Jujutsu World!
However, he would break this gap!
Wasn't Heavenly Restriction about getting stronger the more you fought?
The stronger a Ninja's Taijutsu was, the higher the Upper limit of his Heavenly Restriction!
Hanzou felt his tiger's mouth tremble from Shiratori Rin's force; his calm voice entered Shiratori Rin's ears, "One strike missed, continue the pursuit!"
In close combat, dense attacks were the most rigorous defense.
Once you stopped, you gave the opponent an opportunity to counterattack.
Shiratori Rin did not forcibly pull his fist out of Hanzou's hand; he spun in the air, his left leg sweeping out like a steel whip, aiming for Hanzou's chest.
Hanzou's composure was not broken.
He lowered his body, and Shiratori Rin's leg whip swept over his head.
His elbow struck towards Shiratori Rin's chest.
At such close range, there was no avoiding it.
A sharp pain came from his chest, and Shiratori Rin's body flew backward.
He quickly adjusted his posture in the air, landing firmly on the ground with both feet.
Hanzou's strike left a large bruise on his chest.
It hurt, but it didn't injure his internal organs or bones.
Shiratori Rin suspected Hanzou did it on purpose.
Intentionally wanting to teach him a lesson.
Such a minor injury didn't require Reverse Technique; the powerful self-healing ability of Heavenly Restriction would make the bruise disappear quickly.
"As expected of Lord Hanzou!"
"Lord Hanzou is indeed formidable!"
"..."
The Rain Ninjas looked at Hanzou with burning eyes.
"Rin's progress is truly fast!"
"At first, his punches were clumsy, but now his speed and power have already reached this level!"
"Yes!"
"If he continues training like this, Rin will soon be able to defeat us in Taijutsu, won't he?"
"Hiss..."
The Rain Ninjas immediately felt a strong sense of crisis.
What kind of thing was it to be defeated by a child like Shiratori Rin?
"I'm going to Cultivate!"
"Me too!"
"Rin is so amazing, we can't lose either!"
"..."
The watching Rain Ninjas dispersed, like chickens injected with blood, and began to Cultivate frantically.
Hanzou, like a machine, repeated: "Continue."
Shiratori Rin had no choice but to act again.
His speed was still astonishing, faster than before, and his steps lighter.
He no longer rushed straight towards Hanzou like last time, but moved at high speed around Hanzou, creating a blurry circle of afterimages to interfere with Hanzou's vision.
Shiratori Rin's figure suddenly appeared behind Hanzou, his fist aiming to strike Hanzou.
Just as Hanzou raised his hand to block, Shiratori Rin immediately withdrew his hand, clenching his other hand into a fist, and striking towards Hanzou's head.
Bang—
Another dull thud.
Shiratori Rin's fist did not land on Hanzou's head.
But Hanzou's fist landed on his chest.
Shiratori Rin felt as if he had been hit by a charging rhinoceros; his chest was throbbing with pain and numbness, and his body flew backward like a kite with a broken string.
Seeing that he was about to violently crash into the iron wall of the training ground, Shiratori Rin did a backflip, landing steadily on the ground.
"Again."
Hanzou uttered those two words again.
Shiratori Rin: "..."
From five in the morning to twelve noon, a full eight hours, Shiratori Rin finally got an hour of rest.
Shiratori Rin's morning training was equivalent to half a year of training for an ordinary Ninja.
Many of the watching Ninjas had their mentality collapse.
Shiratori Rin, oblivious and uncaring, dragged his stomach, which was cramping from hunger, to the Ninja cafeteria in the Village to find food.
It was mealtime, and he met many acquaintances along the way.
The news of him becoming Hanzou's apprentice had already spread throughout the Amegakure.
Coupled with going to the battlefield to save people yesterday, his name had reached a point in Amegakure where no one was unaware of it.
"Rin?"
Yushishi looked at Shiratori Rin, who seemed to have been pulled out of water, and exclaimed in surprise.
Shiratori Rin was queuing for food when he heard his voice, turned to look at him, and showed a smile.
His eyes suddenly lit up, and he saw Senba Suzume behind Yushishi.
"Brother Qianyu!"
He waved and called out.
Yushishi: "..."
He looked at Senba Suzume with dissatisfaction.
Senba Suzume gave Yushishi a faint glance and walked to Shiratori Rin's side: "Did you train this morning?"
Senba Suzume looked at his sweaty hair and said, "Don't be in a hurry."
Strength couldn't be improved in a single day either.
Shiratori Rin thought that Senba Suzume's words should be said to Hanzou.
He looked at Senba Suzume sincerely: "I want to become strong as soon as possible to protect Brother Qianyu!"
Senba Suzume avoided his gaze.
"Ding!"
"The System detected Senba Suzume's Nostalgia Value + 1000."
"Ding!"
"Your Cursed Spirit Choso's Rank has risen to 34.6%."
"I don't need your protection."
Senba Suzume said.
Yushishi passed Senba Suzume, glaring at him.
He didn't know how good he had it!