Chp-8: The Shame of the Hyuga Clan?

"Magnetic Storm Fist?"

Iroha repeated in a daze.

"Hmm… how should I explain this?" Hyuga Satoru pondered. "You can imagine the world in front of you as being made up of countless lines that form something called a magnetic field. The Magnetic Storm Fist is a technique that rapidly creates this field, generating a high-voltage electric field, which then strikes in the form of a pulse…"

"Uh… did you understand any of that?"

"…"

Seeing the bewildered expression on Iroha's face, Satoru shrugged. He hadn't really expected Iroha to understand since electromagnetic technology was far beyond the technological level of the ninja world.

In this world, where the use of electromagnetic technology was limited to things like electric lights and basic appliances, explaining the principles of an electromagnetic pulse (EMP) weapon was practically impossible.

An EMP weapon, often featured in science fiction movies, wasn't complex in principle. It utilized a rapidly expanding, strong alternating magnetic field to ionize nitrogen and oxygen atoms in the air, generating high-voltage currents through electromagnetic induction, thus burning out circuit boards.

It's the bane of electronic devices!

However, this pulse is generally harmless to the human body because humans don't conduct electromagnetic induction. So Satoru skipped this step and directly used alternating magnetic fields to generate high-voltage currents, releasing them in a pulse from his palm strike.

Besides the high-voltage electric shock, this attack also carried a powerful impact, which was why Iroha had been sent flying several meters.

Iroha stood dazed for a moment before asking, "Is it stronger than the Gentle Fist?"

"Of course," Satoru replied, rolling his eyes.

Iroha instinctively wanted to refute him, but the idea that the Gentle Fist was the strongest had already taken root in his mind. However, remembering how he had been defeated with just one punch, his face darkened.

"I lost…"

"I… I won?"

Anko stood there, mouth agape. She might not have even noticed if someone had tried to shove something odd into her mouth at that moment.

"Hyuga Satoru wins."

After a long silence, Daikichi Fujino finally announced the result.

Although Rin Uchiha showed some surprise, she had anticipated this outcome to some extent. Her gaze unabashedly scrutinized Satoru.

"This guy is even stronger than I thought. Now he truly qualifies to be my rival," she thought.

Obito, meanwhile, stood there with his mouth wide open, staring blankly at Satoru. "We were supposed to be the disgrace of our clans together. You disgrace the Hyuga clan, and I disgrace the Uchiha clan. How did you suddenly become a genius while I'm still disgracing the Uchiha clan? This isn't fair!"

When Satoru returned, Anko, still in shock, asked, "Satoru, how did you do that?"

Satoru raised an eyebrow and sighed. "There are no geniuses. I just used the time others spend sleeping to study."

Anko pouted. "Yeah, right. I've never seen you awake during class."

...

Fujino quickly recovered and announced the next match. After years of teaching, he had more experience than the average ninja.

"I must have misjudged him. That kid isn't a slacker; he's a genius! But how did he beat Iroha? That move was so fast, and it didn't look like the Gentle Fist."

Fujino pondered for a while, his expression shifting. After several students' battles, he announced the next match.

"Next match: Rin Uchiha versus Hyuga Satoru!"

The crowd was abuzz.

"Oh my gosh, it's a match between the Uchiha and Hyuga clans."

"Rin Uchiha has always been a top contender alongside Kakashi. Can Satoru win?"

"Hard to say. Even though he beat Iroha, Rin Uchiha is much stronger."

...

Anko wanted to say something, but instead, she just said, "Good luck."

In the crowd, Obito waved his hand and shouted to Rin, "Rin, go get him! Give him a good beating."

Rin ignored him completely.

Standing opposite each other, Rin Uchiha curiously examined Satoru before speaking. "Is the bow I gave you useful?"

The surrounding students had strange expressions. Giving a bow? What's going on between these two?

Satoru awkwardly coughed.

"It's alright."

"Then don't disappoint me!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Rin's eyes sharpened, and she simultaneously threw several shurikens. The shurikens collided in mid-air, forming a dense, impenetrable black net, cutting off all of Satoru's escape routes.

"What advanced throwing technique!"

Fujino couldn't help but praise. This method of using collisions to change the trajectory of shurikens was something even Uchiha Chunin rarely mastered so skillfully.

Facing the oncoming attack, Satoru held a kunai to block.

A surprising scene unfolded. No matter what angle the shurikens came from, Satoru could easily block or dodge them. It was as if…

"The shurikens are afraid of him?"

Someone in the crowd muttered in a daze.

"What are you talking about? Shurikens aren't alive; how could they be afraid of him?"

"Didn't you notice?" the person replied, turning his head. "It's not that he's dodging the shurikens. The shurikens are avoiding him."

The skeptic looked closely and then gaped. He saw that as the shurikens were about to hit Satoru, they would inexplicably change their trajectory slightly, passing by his side. This change allowed Satoru to easily avoid the barrage of shurikens.

"Could it be…" Rin Uchiha narrowed her eyes, a terrifying suspicion forming in her mind, but then she dismissed it with a puzzled look.

"No, it's impossible. He's from the Hyuga clan. He shouldn't be able to…"

Realizing her shuriken attacks were useless, Rin stopped throwing and charged at Satoru with a kunai, her entire body like a speeding arrow.

Satoru also held a kunai and blocked, and they engaged in close combat.

The more they fought, the more surprise appeared on Rin's face. She finally understood Iroha's frustration earlier.

"Such speed! You were hiding your true abilities all along."

In terms of taijutsu, she had already reached the level of a Genin, but in Satoru's hands, she was slightly at a disadvantage.

Satoru smirked. "Isn't it obvious?"

With the advantage of his Byakugan and physical speed, he could firmly suppress Rin. He lacked combat experience, but this gap was closing with each fight.

"Hmph, if I activated my Sharingan, you wouldn't find it so easy!"

She spat stubbornly and bit her lip, suddenly retreating, abandoning the taijutsu battle.

The activation threshold for the Sharingan was much higher than for the Byakugan. At this stage, fighting Satoru in taijutsu gained her nothing.

As she pulled back, Rin quickly formed hand seals, and a wave of intense heat erupted from her mouth.

"Fire Style: Great Fireball Jutsu!"

Ninjutsu???

Fujino's pupils contracted. At this stage, any student capable of using ninjutsu was undoubtedly a genius, especially a C-rank jutsu like the Great Fireball.

"This is bad."

The Great Fireball's power was immense. Fujino instinctively wanted to step in and save Satoru, but in the moment he hesitated, the Great Fireball had already struck.

The orange fireball engulfed Satoru's position, sending explosive flames in all directions, making the air around the playground hot and dry.

"Did it hit?"

Rin's eyes showed a hint of expectation.

Soon, the flames dissipated, and there was no sign of anyone in the rising smoke. A cold voice came from behind her.

"No one told you that the Great Fireball can't kill, right?"

Behind me!

When did he…?

Rin's pupils shrank. She quickly tried to dodge, but it was too late. A blue electric arc struck her back, sending her flying with a powerful shock.

Satoru shook his hand, looking at Rin lying on the ground. This battle had been intense, and Rin's strength had put a lot of pressure on him.

Fortunately, the Great Fireball had a slow startup, allowing him to use the flames as cover to get behind her and finish the fight in one blow!

After all, he had accepted her bow and arrow. As the saying goes, taking someone's gift makes you indebted to them. Satoru had not used lethal force. This attack shouldn't hurt Rin too much.

"Are you alright?"

Seeing Rin lying motionless on the ground, Satoru walked up to her.

Suddenly, she moved!

A kunai shot towards Satoru, but just before it hit, its trajectory changed, curving away from his face.

"Magnetic Release! I knew it, you've awakened a dual bloodline!"

On the ground, Rin's eyes sparkled with realization.

Instantly, the crowd erupted.

"Dual bloodline? Magnetic Release?"

"What's that?"

...

Anko stared in disbelief at the figure standing in front of Rin.