[You gathered your aura, focused all your strength, and threw a punch.]
[Boom!!!]
[Like a small artillery shell exploding, over a dozen old trees were snapped in half, and a deep crater was blasted into the ground!]
[You clenched your fist, seeming very satisfied with this power.]
[Taking advantage of the rain, you quickly threw punches, beginning further training.]
[Your fists pierced through the rain, your hair stuck to your cheeks. You were like a silent volcano, accumulating strength for the next eruption.]
[You secretly set your ultimate goal in your heart: to hone your fists to the extreme, so that the power of one punch is enough to blow up a mountain!]
"…"
Seeing this simulation, in Takumi's heart, it felt like countless 'what the hell' thoughts were stampeding past!
'This is insane!?'
'Is this what they call talent suppression!?'
Takumi clenched his fists, feeling deeply shaken!
In his previous life, he also had the Fist Emperor talent, but because the talent level wasn't high, only red level, even after training for 8 months, he was only at average Genin-level.
But now, the second strongest black talent…
He hadn't even trained much at all, just gathered his strength with firm will and threw one punch, and the power was already this terrifying!
One punch breaking over a dozen trees thick enough for one person to hug…
Blasting a five or six-meter wide crater in the ground…
This kind of power probably rivals the Sixth Gate of the Eight Gates!
His combat strength has approached Elite Jonin-level!
"This time, it must result in an A rating. Being able to obtain this kind of power is already worth it."
Takumi steadied his mindset and continued the simulation.
[You continued slacking off at school. Your training was mostly concentrated late at night.]
[You didn't train every day. You only went out when inspired or when the weather was extreme and not easy for people to notice the commotion.]
Reading this, Takumi slapped his thigh in frustration.
Because…
It's too lax!
This version of him, although possessing extremely high talent, his personality wasn't like the previous hot-blooded youth, which allowed him to train openly and constantly.
Because, for a cold personality, training too much would instead make him seem stupid!
Please, in the eyes of cold geniuses, they disdain training, okay?
Those who rely on their own efforts, climbing step by step, becoming stronger bit by bit, are all trash in their eyes, okay?
Takumi felt it was a bit of a waste of resources.
'If such good combat talent was paired with the previous hot-blooded mode, I would probably instantly surpass Kage-level strength!'
'If I trained for five or six years with the hot-blooded mode's intensity, one punch might be stronger than a Tailed Beast Bomb!'
[Time passed bit by bit, and soon it was the day of the Academy's graduation.]
[On the podium, Iruka had you take turns transforming into his appearance.]
[Except for Naruto using the Sexy Technique, all the other students passed the exam successfully.]
[However, when it was your turn, you didn't succeed in transforming. You didn't even make the hand seals.]
[Discussions arose in the classroom. Hiruzen peeping through the crystal ball also frowned.]
[After Iruka asked you the reason, you calmly replied that you couldn't, that you had never seriously listened in class these years at the Academy.]
[The scene was in an uproar.]
[All the students, teachers, and Hiruzen in the Hokage's Office were shocked, their jaws dropped, faces full of shock!]
[Iruka was extremely anxious because if you couldn't transform, you couldn't pass the exam and would have to repeat the year!]
[But you at this moment calmly stated: Although your three basic technique weren't good, with your fists, you should be able to graduate.]
[The scene was in an uproar again.]
[Sasuke was full of disdain, Naruto directly said you were boasting.]
[Choji and Kiba heatedly discussed and mocked, while Hinata and Ino looked at you with worry.]
[After hesitation, Iruka decided to test you.]
[You went to the playground. Seeing him take a stance, you frowned slightly and told Iruka to change someone else.]
[Iruka was puzzled. You patiently explained, asking him to find someone stronger to fight you, otherwise someone might die.]
[In that instant, the entire Academy erupted with unprecedented exclamations.]
[All sorts of gasps, puzzled sounds, mocking sounds... resounded endlessly!]
[You had never received such high attention since entering the Academy.]
[Even Hiruzen outside the crystal ball crossed his arms with interest, waiting for your performance.]
[Although Iruka was embarrassed, he still tried his best to save your face. Meanwhile, Mizuki walked over with dissatisfaction.]
[He showed a sarcastic smile, said teasingly that he was a bit stronger than Iruka, so how about he be your opponent?]
[Your expression calm, you shook your head and refused: "Need someone even stronger, otherwise you will also lose your life."]
[Mizuki smiled slightly, forcefully held back the killing intent inside, not showing it.]
[But the next second, he immediately used the Body Flicker Technique and rushed in front of you.]
[He wanted to teach you a lesson!]
[However. Boom…]
[You just gathered your strength and punched. The ground under your feet exploded into a deep crater!]
[Mizuki was sent flying over ten meters away as if hit by a missile!]
[After crashing through a wall, buried in the rubble, he was already unconscious.]
[The entire place was silent.]
[Naruto, Sakura, Sasuke, Iruka, Hiruzen... everyone looked at you terrified, eyes wide as if they'd seen a ghost!]
[And you, just calmly retracted your fist, said coldly: "I held back. Only broke a few of his ribs."]
[In that instant, it was as if light shone from you.]
[Exclamations, screams, resounded throughout the entire Academy!]
[Amid the chaos, your gaze swept over Ino. She covered her lips, her face flushed as she watched you.]
[Clearly, your cool move had completely conquered this cute girl.]
…
'Holy crap...'
Seeing this simulated battle, Takumi was deeply shocked!
'This is the Fist Emperor!'
'Black talent level Fist Emperor!'
'One-punch KO'd a Mizuki!'
'If I remember correctly, Mizuki's strength should be Chunin-level. Now I one-punched him. What level is this? Kage level? No, maybe even higher!'
In Takumi's impression, in the Shinobi World, only a few have such powerful fists: Tsunade, the Sandaime Hokage, the Yondaime Raikage, Pain with Shinra Tensei boost, and Madara and Hashirama.
Among these, the lowest are Kage-level!
And now he had already reached the same level as them.
No…
It's even higher!
With a nervous mood, Takumi continued the simulation!
[You successfully graduated from the Academy. That night, you were surrounded like stars around the moon, carried by the rookies to eat barbecue.]
[On the way home, after everyone else had dispersed, Ino walked up to you, her face full of shyness.]
[Her face was flushed as she confessed to you.]
[She said she likes strong men, especially strong and cold men.]
[But you coldly told her: Women will only affect the speed of my punches.]
"?????"
"Holy crap!!!"
Seeing this, Takumi spat out on the spot!
'This idiot version of myself, what a steel straight man!'
'Ino took the initiative to confess, and he actually gave such a blunt response!'
'Take her home and go for it!'
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