Rakawa slowly withdrew his Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms, which was about to be unleashed, and the Eight Trigrams formation beneath his feet instantly vanished.
He looked calmly at the two brothers in front of him and said faintly, "The Gentle Fist is a Taijutsu that works with the Byakugan, and it is profoundly intricate. You two still have a long way to go."
Still a long way to go, still a long way to go.
The familiar words once again entered their ears. The brothers' faces flushed with shame. To be lectured by someone their age brought both displeasure and a sense of conviction.
The other person could already use a Taijutsu like Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms, while they still couldn't, not even having touched the threshold.
At this moment, the two were truly convinced. Convinced of the other's Title of Genius, and also convinced of his diligent training.
Talent is merely potential; without corresponding effort, it is nothing more than fleeting clouds, a reflection in the water.
The onlookers were stunned. The power Rakawa displayed at this moment far exceeded their expectations and comprehension.
He effortlessly countered two Hyuga Clan geniuses, even using a powerful technique at the end to intimidate them into calling a truce and directly admitting defeat.
This was a true powerhouse, undoubtedly the number one in the Ninja Academy!
Undoubtedly the number one. Involuntarily, some people's gazes turned to Fugaku Uchiha. As the Uchiha Clan's young leader, he seemed to be the top genius in the school, and he held a prominent status, having also come into conflict with Rakawa.
Facing Rakawa, who could defeat two great geniuses, what would he do next?
Everyone's hearts were filled with curiosity and anticipation.
Rakawa did not disappoint them. His eyes, which seemed to glow with tangible electric currents, swept towards Fugaku Uchiha. "Now it's your turn."
His tone was calm, as if nothing mattered, as if everything was just a formality.
Fugaku Uchiha's face was grim. He had clearly seen the battle just now, trying hard to catch the opponent's movements. However, from beginning to end, he couldn't see how the enemy moved or how he approached.
Speed type, this must be a speed type.
And what surprised him most was that this widely rumored black-eyed good-for-nothing of the Hyuga Clan actually possessed the Byakugan!
After much deliberation, Fugaku Uchiha said with a dark expression, "You used a lot of Chakra in that last fight. I won't take advantage of you. I'll challenge you another time."
It was a reasonable explanation, elevating his own status and preventing others from sensing any fear from him.
An ordinary person might have let it go in this situation, but Rakawa was about to do something that would exceed everyone's expectations.
"It doesn't matter how much Chakra I used. Against you, it's enough."
His words were still so calm, yet the confidence they exuded made people feel that he should indeed speak like this, act like this, and completely crush his opponent.
Fugaku's face was dark enough to drip ink. Was this guy really looking down on him completely?
Humiliated again and again, belittled again and again, Fugaku couldn't take it anymore. His face flushed red as he roared, "Hyuga Rakawa, since you're looking for death, don't blame me!"
Then he charged forward, forming hand signs.
"Fire Style: Great Fireball Jutsu!"
Without hesitation, he unleashed the ninjutsu he had mastered. After forming the hand signs, he placed one hand over his mouth and spewed out flames refined from Chakra, forming a fireball that rapidly shot towards Rakawa's position.
"Ninjutsu?"
"An offensive ninjutsu? He actually mastered this kind of ninjutsu?"
"It's a C-rank Ninjutsu! This is a ninjutsu that only Chunin can master. This Uchiha brat is too terrifying; his talent is incredibly high."
"Oh no, quick, provide support!"
Some teachers hidden around the training ground were astonished and couldn't sit still.
A C-rank Ninjutsu was not something Ninja Academy students could withstand. Once hit, it would result in death or severe injury.
But just as they were about to make a move, Rakawa also acted, but not against the Great Fireball Jutsu.
He stretched out his hands, and with lightning speed, grabbed Hiashi and Hizashi's shoulders, leaping backward.
Whoosh!
A fireball, over two meters in diameter, raged, its immense heat burning and cracking the ground, leaving it sunken.
The fireball lasted for more than ten seconds before stopping. The flames dissipated, leaving only black smoke rising.
However, Rakawa's body was not there, only the scorched earth. Fugaku stared intently, taking a deep breath. Had that guy run away? Probably. Anyone in the school would retreat if a powerful Fire Style was displayed, even the teachers.
Yet, about ten meters in front of where the fireball had landed, Rakawa's hands were still on the two startled individuals.
The Great Fireball Jutsu was a C-rank Ninjutsu, a technique that only Chunin could withstand. But he had absolute confidence in blocking it, not for any other reason than his mutated Byakugan. If he used Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms, he could shatter the Great Fireball Jutsu into sparks in minutes.
But Hiashi and Hizashi were right in front of him, also targets of the fireball attack.
Because they had their backs to the fireball, their reaction was a beat too slow, preventing them from dodging on their own.
Patting their shoulders, Rakawa said faintly, "Step back. I'll handle this."
"But..."
Hiashi, who had recovered his senses, wanted to say something, but Hizashi pulled him back, gently shaking his head.
"The Uchiha Clan is most proficient in Fire Style; this is common knowledge in the Shinobi World. I just wonder how far your Fire Style has progressed, and if it's even presentable."
It was another 'lecturing' tone. Fugaku was enraged and immediately charged forward, throwing several Shuriken, then forming hand signs.
Rakawa's steps were light, his body moving like a freely soaring bird, flexibly dodging the Shuriken attack. At the same time, his hands were also forming hand signs, and his speed in doing so actually surpassed Fugaku's.
Fugaku saw the jutsu he was forming, and his eyes widened instantly. "That sign is..."
"Fire Style: Great Fireball Jutsu!"
Chakra spewed from his mouth, forming a three-meter diameter fireball.
"Fire Style: Great Fireball Jutsu!"
Fugaku also completed his hand signs, unleashing another Great Fireball.
Bang!
Rakawa's three-meter diameter Great Fireball instantly engulfed Fugaku's two-meter-plus Great Fireball, breaking through it like a hot knife through butter, and then slammed into his body.
"Ah..."
Danger arrived, but Fugaku had no time to dodge.
"Enough!"
Bang!
A Water Wall rose from the ground, blocking the Great Fireball.
The Great Fireball quickly extinguished, emitting a large amount of white mist, but the Water Wall also shattered.