The little black shadow accurately hit the tall boys on the crook of their legs, causing them to stagger.
"Ah!~"x3
After the pain, several people were furious.
"Who is attacking us? Damn it!~"
Then, they saw a boy about the same height as them walking over, throwing small stones in his hand.
When they looked down, they saw that the one who had just attacked them had also had a stone, and they immediately understood that it was this guy who was responsible.
"Hirito...classmate?!"
Yakushi Nonō recognized Hyuga Hirito.
"Okay! So you guys know each other..." A boy with a big nose hummed, "Boy, do you want to stand up for them?"
"I advise you to stay away, otherwise I'll take care of you too." Another boy shouted.
As he spoke, he flashed the muscles on his arms as a threat.
Hirito looked at Yakushi Nonō and nodded slightly.
"It's okay to bully those who are younger than you, but you should bully those who are more powerful..."
"Only people with weak hearts will bully weaker people...!"
The sarcasm in his tone was undisguised.
"You brat, who are you scolding?!"
Seeing that Hirito continued to step forward slowly despite the threats from himself and others, the four of them looked at each other and immediately spread out in a fan shape, unfolded and rushed forward, preparing to surround him.
Hirito continued to throw stones and said calmly: "At least you know how to maintain the formation, but..."
With a flick of the wrist, the stone is shot out, which includes shuriken throwing techniques.
"Hmph! Now that you are on guard, do you think you can still hit us?"
After all, the four of them are third-year students at the Ninja School. Although they are not family members or civilian geniuses, it is not a problem to hide behind rocks.
But their original formation was also disrupted.
Seeing the opportunity, Hirito rushed forward, his speed surged, and he hit the big-nosed boy on the arm with a palm knife.
"ah!..."
At the same time, Hirito spun around the tree, hooked his toes, and kicked the crook of his leg.
The big-nosed boy instantly fell to the ground and was unable to get up.
The big-nosed boy cried out in pain. He felt his eyes blur as the boy suddenly approached him.
Then, Hirito knocked down the other three with the same move.
For them he didn't use the Gentle Fist method, just an ordinary chop and hook, but vision, timing, strength, speed, and adaptability were all indispensable.
It is the embodiment of the results of Hirito's practice.
"So...so awesome!"
The little boy behind Yakushi Nonō opened his mouth wide and said blankly.
"To defeat them so quickly..."
As Hirito approached, Yakushi Nonō whispered: "Classmate Hirito, thank you."
Hirito is a head taller than Yakushi Nonō, and he looks down at her when he looks at her.
"They can only bully you at this time. With your talent, if you practice hard for two or three years, it is natural to surpass them."
Yakushi Nonō's face suddenly turned red, and she waved his hands repeatedly:
"I...I can't do it. I'm just an orphan. I don't have any talent..."
Why does classmate Hirito say that I am talented?
Still looking so determined?
Obviously he and Minato-san are the real geniuses!
My shuriken throwing skills are only at the middle level in the class, and the rest are just average...
Hirito did not correct her. What was being taught in the Ninja School was indeed unable to bring out the true talent of Yakushi Nonō. Perhaps, it would be the time for Yakushi to shine in the intelligence analysis class.
However, at that time, it was unknown whether she had fallen into Danzo's control.
Thinking of this, Hirito glanced at the four guys who were lying on the ground wailing and asked, "Why didn't you fight back just now?"
"What?" She raised her head.
It took me a moment to understand what Hirito was talking about.
"There are many of them and they are more powerful than us.
If we fight back, we may be bullied even more..."
Hirito frowned and said, "You said you were an orphan, right?"
Nonō lowered his head and murmured: "Yes..."
"In this case, you should be stronger and not be so cowardly."
Hirito's voice is loud and crisp.
"Your cowardice only hurts those who want to protect you, like them."
Hirito pointed at the little boy behind him and said seriously.
"I'm not cowardly, I'm just..."
Nonō wanted to tell the difference, but was interrupted by Hirito.
"You know, if you are an orphan... As a child who has no favor to rely on, there is no other way except to be stronger."
"Only those who have nothing to rely on will have to be independent. Because no one can protect themselves from the wind and rain, they have to fight for their lives and survive beautifully."
Hirito's words seemed to have touched something, and Nonō and the little boy behind him fell silent.
Suffering makes children mature prematurely, especially in this ninja world.
Hirito looked at Yakushi Nonō who was in deep thought and gently pressed her shoulder.
"People can be gentle for others, or they can be strong for others."
"If this happens again next time, do you know what to do?"
"Huh??" Nonō blinked.
Hirito's lips curved: "Determine the target and beat one if you catch him. Don't worry about the others."
"ah...!?"
Hyuga House.
After Hyuga Hirito finished his daily sparring with Hyuga Kenjiro, he asked a question.
"Uncle, I have a question."
"Although the Gentle Fist method is the symbol of our Hyuga clan, before we practiced [Eight Trigrams Air Palm], we could only fight close to the enemy. Unlike those ninjutsu that can be released far away, we are weak in terms of attack distance..."
"Then why not add the training of swordsmanship?"
"Wouldn't this extend the attack distance?!"
"Moreover, we have a foundation in physical skills, and we are not slow to practice swordsmanship and swordsmanship..."
Hyuga kenjiro picked up the tea cup and was smelling the aroma. When he heard this, he immediately stopped.
(End of the chapter).