Gentle Fist? No! It’s Magnetic Storm Fist
Daiki took a deep breath, cleared his mind of distractions, and called out two students' names.
"Komuro Yoshiko vs. Kamikawa Yuto, begin!"
After forming the hand seals, the two engaged in a fierce battle, with their bodies accompanied by the metallic collision sound of shuriken echoing throughout the training ground.
Daiki nodded slightly, at this stage, when most students hadn't learned ninjutsu yet, the fights primarily relied on taijutsu and shurikenjutsu. These two students had decent skills among civilians.
In a short while, Kamikawa Yuto held a kunai at Komuro Yoshiko's throat.
"Kamikawa Yuto wins."
Daiki acknowledged the assessment and announced the results of the assessment.
Meanwhile, Satoru silently observed and estimated his own abilities. According to his estimation, with his preliminary development of the electromagnetic force, which was still at level 1, he should possess strength, not weaker than a lower-level ninja. He lacked practical combat experience.
Daiki announced the next battle.
"Hyuga Iruha vs. Yamashiro Aoki."
Upon hearing this, there was a burst of commotion.
"It's Iruha! Yamashiro Aoki is in for a tough time."
"Yeah, after all, Iruha is a genuine Hyuga ninja, not someone a weakling like Aoki can compare to."
Hearing his name, Yamashiro Aoki hesitated but reluctantly stepped forward. He held no hope of defeating Hyuga Iruha; after all, Iruha was the second-tier genius amongst the students, besides Uchiha Rin.
As expected, the fight had just begun when Yamashiro Aoki found himself at a disadvantage. Iruha activated his Byakugan, displaying cunning and vicious attacks. With one palm strike to Aoki's chest, he sent him flying backward.
"Is that the Gentle Fist? Impressive."
"Yes! It happened so quickly; he defeated his opponent instantly!"
Struggling to get up from the ground, Aoki felt a sharp pain in his chest, and the flow of chakra became stiff and awkward.
"Is this the power of the Gentle Fist?"
He held his chest, panting heavily, and looked in shock at Iruha. While he knew he would lose, he hadn't expected it to happen so swiftly.
"Of course," Iruha said with a hint of satisfaction, raising his head slightly, "the power of the Gentle Fist is unquestionable. Not just anyone in the Hyuga clan can master it."
Sensing that there was more to Iruha's words, Satoru raised an eyebrow, knowing that in the current stage, Iruha indeed had a significant advantage over regular ninjas with the combination of Byakugan and Gentle Fist.
However, in the later stages, the limitations of the Gentle Fist and Byakugan would become apparent. The potential was too low compared to the Sharingan with its Mangekyou abilities and other bloodline limits.
The Gentle Fist was strong, but it had its limits.
In the end, Satoru disliked interacting too much with the Hyuga clan shinobi. He was destined to follow a different path from the Hyuga clan, one that involved developing new abilities.
After all, in such a large Hyuga clan, they couldn't produce even a single top-tier shinobi, stuck in their rigid adherence to tradition and reluctance to embrace innovation.
Daiki continued to call out several names, and Satoru observed as Kakashi's fight unfolded.
Kakashi's movements were smooth and precise, easily defeating his opponent with taijutsu alone. Compared to Iruha, Kakashi was in a league of his own, thanks to the guidance of his dad Hatake Sakumo.
"Based on Kakashi's current chakra levels, my chakra levels are probably around 1.1 Chakra. The vigorous bio-magnetic field gives me a considerable advantage in terms of chakra."
As Satoru pondered, a voice interrupted his thoughts.
"Hyuga Satoru versus Hyuga Iruha!"
Satoru looked up and saw Iruha gazing coldly at him.
"Wow! A battle between two Hyuga clan members! This is going to be exciting."
"I wonder who will win?"
"Of course, it will be Iruha! Satoru is always sleeping during classes; we have never seen him serious. How can he defeat Iruha?"
The crowd commented, and Anko anxiously tugged on Satoru's sleeve.
"Hey, Satoru, don't be too proud. If you can't win, it's okay to admit defeat. It's not embarrassing; getting injured would be worse."
Satoru glanced at her. "Do you really lack confidence in me that much?"
Among the crowd, Rin's eyes were keenly focused on Satoru.
The two faced off on the training ground, forming the hand seals.
Iruha's face darkened as he said, "Hyuga Satoru, I remember you've never trained in Gentle Fist at the clan's training grounds. Let me tell you..."
"Let's find out." Satoru cut him off.
Iruha's face turned cold, and he roared, "Byakugan, activate!"
Veins bulged around his eyelids like earthworms, and his pure white eyes locked onto Satoru.
"Aren't you going to activate the Byakugan?" Iruha asked.
The Byakugan had a low awakening threshold, and nearly everyone in the Hyuga clan could activate it. Therefore, Iruha didn't doubt that Satoru had activated the Byakugan.
"No need." Satoru shrugged.
"Arrogant!" Iruha struck with a palm strike, exuding a vigorous aura as his hands attacked like flowing water.
Satoru quickly dodged Iruha's attacks using his body's speed alone, which surprised Iruha. Even if he was slow-witted, he noticed that Satoru was avoiding his attacks solely with his physical speed.
"Is it just luck?" Iruha frowned.
He struck again, with fierceness surpassing the previous attack. However, to Iruha's amazement, he missed again.
"Why are you so fast?" Iruha was astonished.
Even if he was dense, he could tell that Satoru had evaded his attacks purely with his body's speed.
"Not bad." Satoru said.
This faint praise seemed to have exploded in Iruha's ears. It made him flush and clench his teeth.
"You... how dare you mock me!"
Despite his anger, Iruha felt powerless. Maintaining the Gentle Fist was already pushing his limits, and after using it, his energy would be almost depleted.
After avoiding another attack, Satoru slightly turned his body, and a blue electric arc flashed as his right palm struck Iruha's chest.
With a muffled explosion, Iruha's body flew backward like a kite with a broken string.
Silence fell over the crowd.
Anko looked dumbfounded.
Rin's eyes sparkled with interest; it seemed...
Daiki's mouth hung open like it could swallow an orange.
Iruha struggled to support himself, feeling a sharp pain in his chest. His muscles twitched uncontrollably.
"This is Gentle Fist?"
"No." Satoru shrugged.
"It's Magnetic Storm Fist."
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So I realised I made a mistake, the character previously translated as "Akame" was actually "Anko". Thanks to the readers who helped me to figure it out.