Might Guy jumped three meters in the air, performing several backflips in succession, his fists and feet striking continuously, leaving afterimages in his wake.
"Guy, I told you, you just finished your treatment, you shouldn't be doing such strenuous movements."
Seven Nights reminded him helplessly.
"It's fine, Seven Nights, I feel like my youth is about to boil over!"
"Wahoo~!"
Then, with a strange cry, Might Guy gave Seven Nights a thumbs-up, grinning, revealing his familiar white teeth.
“……”
Seven Nights wanted to say more, but ultimately didn't speak.
Perhaps for someone like Might Guy, who focused on physical training, this kind of passionate spirit was exactly what he needed to see results.
Seven Nights knew Might Guy could endure pain, but taijutsu training also required learning the rhythm of relaxation and tension. He had told him this, but clearly, Might Guy hadn't taken it to heart.
Seven Nights reflected, perhaps, the methods suitable for him might not be suitable for Might Guy.
After all, everyone is unique. Might Guy was clearly the type who goes straight for the goal, not suited for a training method that required too much thinking.
A training method that only required passion and hard work…
Seven Nights thought of someone.
"Guy, you remind me of a great taijutsu master named Netero."
Seven Nights actually thought calling him a martial artist would be more appropriate, but he was afraid Might Guy wouldn't understand, so he used a different name.
"A great taijutsu master?!"
Might Guy's eyes suddenly lit up, sparkling with excitement.
Those words were like a torch instantly igniting his youthful passion.
He couldn't use ninjutsu, genjutsu, let alone techniques like barrier jutsu, sealing jutsu, or medical ninjutsu, so he always wanted to prove to others that even if he only knew taijutsu, he could still become a great ninja.
"Yes, I saw it in the books in my family. Those books record ancient history and legends."
"They say in the distant past, when the power of ninjutsu was just developing, besides ninjas, there were also samurai, onmyōji, miko, shinto priests, yokai… and so on."
"And there was a monk named Netero, he abandoned all flashy techniques and spent his entire life pursuing taijutsu to its limits!"
Pursuing taijutsu to its limits…
What a youthful and idealistic dream!
Might Guy suddenly felt like crying, and in fact, he did cry. Two wide tears streamed down his face.
Seven Nights sighed helplessly, "Guy, if you want to keep listening, hold back your tears."
Sniff~!
Might Guy immediately obeyed.
He still needed to know more about this great taijutsu master.
For fear of forgetting, he even took out a notebook and looked at Seven Nights with anticipation.
This was his "Youth Story."
Seven Nights continued, "But the power of taijutsu relies heavily on physical fitness. Once you reach your prime, you'll decline. When he was 46, Netero felt his body and strength had reached their limits…"
"He felt immeasurable gratitude for his taijutsu achievements up to that point, so he set himself a goal. He would practice one hundred thousand punches filled with gratitude every day, on a mountain."
"Starting position, punch, retraction, then pray, expressing gratitude for life's sincerity."
"At first, it took Netero 18 hours to complete ten thousand punches. When he was over 50, guess how long it took him…?"
Seven Nights held up his right index finger, and said firmly.
"One hour!"
"In the end, it only took him one hour to complete ten thousand punches."
"After coming down the mountain, every punch Netero threw was faster than sound…"
"Against any opponent, he could defeat them with a single punch, making them bow in admiration. A legendary strongman was thus born."
Seven Nights slightly modified the story of Chairman Netero before telling it to Might Guy.
It sounded like a mythical tale, but Might Guy's expression was full of longing and admiration.
"Roar!"
"As expected, as long as you persevere in your efforts, youth will surely be rewarded."
Might Guy punched the air forcefully, his expression full of excitement.
"Seven Nights, I've decided, I will make Master Netero my life mentor!"
"Starting today, I will also practice ten thousand punches filled with gratitude every day!"
Might Guy's movements were comical, his posture a bit over-the-top, but Seven Nights didn't doubt his determination.
After all, in the original timeline, he was able to practice the "Eight Inner Gates" for twenty years straight. Might Guy's perseverance and endurance were undeniable.
Later, Seven Nights and Might Guy parted ways.
In a corner hidden from view, a figure in earth-colored clothes leaned slightly against a wall. He lifted his head slightly, and a flash of light reflected off his black sunglasses for a moment.
"Netero… taijutsu master…"
"Ten thousand gratitude punches…"
As a taijutsu expert, he felt quite a lot from this.
Taijutsu was a force that could not be gained through shortcuts.
Only by immersing oneself in a near-fanatical state of mind, for five years, or even ten years, focusing solely on this, could one possess the power to integrate body and mind through accumulation.
"Heh, an interesting Hyuga kid."
He leaped lightly, as nimble and swift as a dragon flying through the air.
………
After returning home, Seven Nights continued his daily boxing training.
What he told Might Guy today was also a kind of self-motivation for himself.
Training isn't like playing a game where you can load a skin with a single click. Training is a process of tempering your body and spirit through daily monotonous repetition.
In his previous life, he had seen a news story: a Tibetan child had to pass a broken wall every day on his way to school. He would often poke at it with his fingers while walking. He did this for years. Then one day, while fighting someone, he unconsciously poked at the other person with his fingers, and the person was seriously injured.
This is the power of perseverance.
Long-term focus on a goal will bring incredible miracles!
But honestly, Seven Nights didn't achieve "focus" in his previous life.
"Focus" is just a word that can't be truly understood. There are countless changes in the world. Who could truly endure until the moment of qualitative change?
In his previous life, material abundance, entertainment to death, the noisy internet, ambiguous dates, game after game… all these things made people forget the time it takes to accumulate quietly.
If your own talent is just average, but you tragically spread it out across various areas, then what reason is there to envy others' extraordinary gifts?!
Therefore, Seven Nights taught Watergate ninjutsu and guided Might Guy's training, for fear of his own slacking off, using them as a source of crisis to motivate himself.
When self-discipline begins to waver and become lax, introducing external discipline is also a method.
………