FWF Chapter 131 How can youth not be reckless?
Chapter 131 How can youth not be reckless?
A dozen or so spirited young Sarutobi clan members looked at each other, a sense of pride and defiance rising from the depths of their hearts.
"Chief, isn't this... inappropriate?"
A more composed young man hesitated before saying, "There are many of us; what if we hurt you..."
"Hahaha……"
Upon hearing this, Hiruzen Sarutobi couldn't help but laugh out loud.
He clearly saw the defiant arrogance in the boys' eyes, and the eagerness hidden beneath their respect.
What great eyesight!
Young, energetic, and full of possibilities.
Of course, they also need to be given a good talking-to.
Hiruzen Sarutobi's smile remained unchanged, and he simply added a casual remark.
"Don't worry, if you can even touch the hem of my clothes, you win."
This statement instantly stirred up a huge wave of discussion.
It ignited the flame of fighting spirit in the hearts of the young people.
"Alright! Chieftain! Then we won't stand on ceremony!"
Sarutobi Nami took a deep breath and was the first to step forward.
He gave his companions behind him a sharp look.
The dozen or so people instantly understood and quickly dispersed, surrounding Hiruzen Sarutobi.
A standard battlefield encirclement formation quietly took shape.
"Everyone! Let's use the teamwork we learned in the simulated battlefield!"
Bo Cheng's voice trembled slightly with excitement.
"Let the clan chief witness the power of the new generation of our Sarutobi clan!"
"yes!"
The young people roared in unison.
"superior!"
At Bo Cheng's command, more than a dozen young figures descended the mountain like tigers, attacking from all directions simultaneously at the figure in the center of the field who had one hand behind his back and appeared to be "full of openings".
"Good timing."
Hiruzen Sarutobi's smile remained unchanged, but a sharp glint flashed in his usually gentle eyes.
The battle erupted instantly.
Leading the charge were two of the strongest young men.
They landed two powerful straight punches, one on the left and one on the right, accompanied by a whistling sound, aiming straight for Hiruzen's face and chest.
However, just as the force of the punch reached his body, Hiruzen Sarutobi lightly touched the ground with the toe of his right foot.
His entire body seemed to float backward half a step as if it were a weightless willow catkin.
The distance was perfectly controlled.
Those two powerful punches, enough to shatter stone tablets, grazed his clothes and slammed into empty air.
The two young men were slightly taken aback when their attacks missed.
"Focus your attention."
A calm voice rang in their ears.
Hiruzen Sarutobi's idle right hand shot out like lightning.
With his index and middle fingers joined together, as firm as steel, he precisely placed them on the pulse points of the two men's wrists.
"Hmm!"
The two men felt a tingling, subtle force on their wrists, as if all their strength had been drained by that finger, and their fists instantly went limp and powerless.
At the same time, Hiruzen Sarutobi turned his body around.
Using the right foot as the axis, a graceful and free-flowing spin.
Two seemingly light punches landed on the chests of the two men.
boom!boom!
Two muffled thuds.
The boy who led the charge didn't even have time to scream before his body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground.
The whole process happened in the blink of an eye.
Before their comrades behind them could even see what had happened, their two main attackers, whom they were so proud of, had already lost their fighting ability.
"So strong!"
Everyone was shocked, but the offensive did not stop.
Three clansmen skilled in speed had already circled behind Hiruzen like ghosts, attacking in a triangular formation.
The kunai in their hands gleamed with a chilling light in the sunlight, aimed at Hiruzen's back, neck, and lower body.
"call out--"
However, Hiruzen Sarutobi didn't even turn around; his ears had already caught the sound of the wind.
His steps seemed casual, yet within a small space, he made three incredible turns in succession.
His body was like a leaf dancing in a gale, agile and graceful, causing all the fatal attacks to miss their mark by the slightest margin.
In the instant he deflected the sneak attack, Hiruzen Sarutobi suddenly ducked and stepped forward.
With his right hand, his five fingers formed a claw, and he grabbed one of the men's ankles with lightning speed.
With a burst of strength in his arm, he swung it upwards with a sudden thrust.
"ah--!"
The tribesman cried out in alarm as he was used as a human weapon, swung around by Hiruzen and smashed hard at his two companions.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
After a chaotic scene of people falling and horses crashing to the ground, the three collapsed and piled up like a human pyramid.
At this moment, Bo Cheng's attack finally arrived.
His fist, accompanied by the sound of wind breaking, gathered half of his power and rushed straight towards Hiruzen Sarutobi's central courtyard.
However, in the next instant, in Sarutobi Nami's sight, the clan leader's figure seemed to have never moved.
With only two fingers, held together like a sword, they were already waiting in his path of attack.
Not fast, not slow, even with a touch of leisurely ease.
Those two fingers met his fist with perfect accuracy.
"A good offensive."
The calm assessment sounded almost directly into the boy's ear.
At that very moment, an irresistible force was transmitted from those two fingers.
The force that Sarutobi Nami was charging forward with ferocity was strangely redirected backward by this power.
His mind went blank.
My body was completely out of control.
He was like a puppet with its strings cut, flying backward uncontrollably.
"Bang!"
He crashed heavily into his companion who had just rushed up behind him.
The two of them instantly rolled into a ball, looking utterly disheveled.
Chaos began.
Hiruzen Sarutobi's figure weaved, dodged, and parried amidst the attacks of more than a dozen young men.
He always used only his right hand.
Every move he made precisely targeted the opponent's weakness in their attack.
Then resolve it in the simplest and most effective way, and then offer guidance.
Less than half a minute.
The training ground was littered with figures lying haphazardly, groaning in pain.
A dozen or so young and vigorous Sarutobi clan members were now lying on the ground, their faces bruised and swollen, panting heavily, too weak to even stand up.
Hiruzen Sarutobi was still standing perfectly fine in the center of the arena.
His clothes were completely wrinkle-free.
Hiruzen Sarutobi looked at the "corpses" scattered on the ground, and his gaze finally settled on the only figure in the scene who was still supporting his body with his hands and was barely not completely lying down.
Sarutobi no Bozumi.
The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, forming a playful curve.
"Bo Cheng, you've made great progress."
"but……"
"Let me see where your limits really lie."