The Bandage On His Hand

After the battle ended, Aoba lay on the ground and breathed in the fresh air.

The pain from all over his body made him unable to help but let out a "hiss".

He had always known that Guy was very strong.

However, after personally experiencing it, he found that he still somewhat underestimated the Guy of this period.

Although it was only Gennin, if it were for only comparing physical skills, ordinary Jonin would find it difficult to resist.

Of course, those who could become Jonin naturally had their own abilities, but there were too few who specialized in physical skills.

And Guy was the best among physical skills Ninjas!

In a situation where his physical fitness was crushed, it was already a desperate fight for Aoba to persist until the end of the battle.

Guy really didn't go easy when he said that he wouldn't go easy. He was very serious the entire time!

However, Aoba liked this kind of Guy very much, especially the training effect. He directly filled it up.

If he could persist for this month, the harvest would be great!

"I'm sorry. I couldn't help but hit you harder. Do you want me to send you to the hospital?"

Looking at the ragged Aoba, Guy scratched his head in embarrassment. He had to admit that he was a little excited in the previous battle. It was because Aoba had given him a big surprise that he attacked harder and harder. In the end, he was even a little intoxicated.

"No need. I can go back myself."

Aoba struggled to stand up and then gasped, "A little later tomorrow. I'm still waiting for you here."

"Ah? You still want to continue? Young man, I appreciate your attitude, but you should come and challenge me after you recover." Guy was shocked and waved his hand.

He had only agreed to this duel out of curiosity.

Moreover, he had dealt a heavy blow this time, and the other party's injuries were not light either. He would do it again tomorrow. Unless he chose to go easy, something might happen.

Guy was serious about every battle. Naturally, he would not choose to go easy on him. Doing that would violate his own beliefs and also disrespect his opponent.

In addition, in his opinion, the other party would not accept the result of him going easy on him.

So let it be...

However, Aoba seemed to not understand what he meant. He said to himself, "We can continue after your injury is healed, no problem. Then let's meet again tomorrow."

After saying that, Aoba limped away and grimaced in pain.

He completely ignored the messy Guy behind him.

When Aoba's figure slowly disappeared from his sight, Guy suddenly looked at his hands that were already bleeding. Then, he muttered in a low voice, "This guy's body is actually harder than ordinary rocks. Moreover, every time the attack landed on his body, there would be a rebound force. In battle, there would be a fierce aura that doesn't care about life. What a difficult little brat!"

After muttering to himself, Guy directly laughed.

"Alright, let me see how long your hot-blooded youth can last..."

...…..

The next day, in the Ninja Academy classroom, Aoba was obviously in a low state.

He couldn't listen to the class, so whenever he had time, he would go out to eat and drink, like a hungry ghost.

Fortunately, his reputation in the class was not small, so everyone was willing to share some food with him, especially those female students. They almost stuffed all their lunch meals to him.

Aoba was still a little embarrassed, so after thinking about it, again and again, he was too embarrassed to ask for it.

When it was time to eat lunch meal, Itachi finally could not help but ask, "Did something happen?"

"Ah?"

Eating the lunchbox that Itachi handed over, Aoba looked up in confusion.

Itachi pointed at the wound on his arm, speechless.

"Was this place beaten up by someone? Did you encounter trouble?"

"Hehe, you guessed wrong this time. This is the price of the special training. In a month, you will be shocked!"

Aoba continued to fight against the large one in his hand, and at the same time, he used the recovery effect of [Poor Quality Self Healing Body], who had been upgraded to Level 4, to adjust his state.

In addition, he took a medicinal bath after returning yesterday and replenished a lot of his body's consumption. He believed that after school, his injuries should be mostly healed. This way, Guy had no reason to refuse, perfect!

He always felt hungry, and the pressure on his wallet was great.

When Itachi saw that Aoba was not in trouble, he heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. He did not have any doubts about the words 'one month' because the injuries on Aoba's body were enough to prove that he had really found a more difficult and effective cultivation method.

Therefore, Itachi made up his mind that when he returned, he would definitely extend his cultivation time again.

Things like 'surprise' had to come and go before it became more interesting, wasn't it?

....

After school, Aoba only had time to say hello to Itachi, and then he ran away at full speed, causing other people to look at each other, not knowing what was wrong with this guy today.

It was still the same place. When Aoba ran over, he saw Guy doing push-ups at 'light speed'. He really did not want to waste any time...

"Hey, young man, you are here. Wait for me, there are still 19 unfinished ones..."

In this regard, Aoba could not say anything else. He could only nod and stand to the side to start stretching his muscles.

In less than two hundred push-ups, it didn't take much time to finish. Then, Guy jumped up and cried out strangely, "Three thousand push-ups, warm-up is over!"

The corner of Aoba's mouth twitched. Then, he slowly finished the formal warm-up action. Then, he looked at Guy again.

Then, he noticed something strange. There was actually a thick bandage wrapped around Guy's hand

Immediately, Aoba's first reaction was not that Guy's hand was injured. Instead, he thought of the powerful body techniques released by bandages!

'It can't be…'

He vaguely remembered that those few moves, 'Front Lotus', seemed to be able to be used after opening eight escape armor. He couldn't remember exactly how many of them he needed to open, but... it shouldn't be like that!

No matter how confident Aoba was in his defense, he didn't want to be beaten by Guy after he opened the Eight Inner Hidden Armor!

This would f*cking kill him!

'Gan!'

'Why did Silver Level Suicide Mission gradually start to level up?'

Aoba's heart skipped a beat. He couldn't help but ask, "What's with the bandage on your hand?"

Guy smiled awkwardly. Then, he looked into the distance. "Of course, it's because... it's handsome!"

He was too embarrassed, to tell the truth.

Aoba immediately looked at him suspiciously, and then said vigilantly, "You won't use the bandage on your hand as a weapon, will you?"

Guy was instantly stunned, the bandage in his hand as a weapon? Could it be like this... It didn't seem like it couldn't be done!