"So it is possible then."
Akira pretended to ponder, then continued, "Uncle Shinku, I just tried it, but the effect wasn't great. Can you help me see where the problem is?"
Yuhi Shinku's expression turned serious. "Try attacking the wooden post. I can't guarantee I'll spot the issue, but I should be able to give you some suggestions."
"Alright." Akira walked up to the wooden post, took a deep breath, threw a punch, and at the same time released chakra from his tenketsu, smashing his fist into the post!
Bang…
A dull sound rang out. The wooden post only swayed slightly…
'As expected, monstrous talent!' Yuhi Shinku couldn't help sighing inwardly as he watched Akira's movement.
It had only been half a day, yet Akira's control over chakra had become even smoother.
He was almost catching up to him, a Jonin.
Once again, he was shocked by Akira's talent…
Suppressing the amazement in his heart, Yuhi Shinku spoke after a few seconds of thought.
"I'll tell you what I see."
"Although you released chakra instantly, the amount was insufficient, the impact force was lacking, and it wasn't condensed enough. Most importantly, you subconsciously worried about injuring your fist, so the chakra you released was used more for defense…"
Yuhi Shinku looked at Akira's right fist and smiled. "When your fist hit the wooden post, it didn't hurt much, did it?"
"Is that so?" Akira pondered. His fist indeed didn't hurt much.
In the original story, when Hyuga Neji fought Kidomaru, he continuously released a large amount of chakra to deflect Kidomaru's attacks…
From that, it could be deduced that simply releasing chakra could also be used for defense.
Akira had subconsciously worried about hurting his fist and feeling pain, so he had used chakra defensively instead of destructively.
That made sense.
After all, he wasn't punching a sandbag but a wooden post. Anyone would instinctively hold back a bit, right?
Understanding the situation, Akira curved his lips. "So you're saying my determination isn't strong enough?"
Sure enough, it wasn't that simple.
Interesting!
"Then I'll try again!"
Taking another deep breath, this time Akira made up his mind—he wouldn't think about getting hurt. He assumed his stance and threw another punch with full force!
Bang!
The next moment—
Akira shook his right hand, pain shooting through his fist, making him grit his teeth. "It hurts, hurts, hurts…"
Yuhi Shinku: "..."
Where did this live treasure come from?
If you can't do it, you can't do it. What does it have to do with determination?
Should he take back what he said earlier…?
Yuhi Shinku said speechlessly, "Did you only hear the second half of what I said? This kind of technique isn't that easy to master. Besides, I don't know how to use it either…"
"If you really want to learn, when one of the Sannin, Lady Tsunade, returns to the village, I can take you to visit her and see if she's willing to give you some guidance…"
Although it was a chakra application technique, it could also be considered a secret art.
It wasn't easy to master through self-exploration alone.
Since Akira had this level of talent, Yuhi Shinku didn't mind lowering himself to fight for such an opportunity for him. Well… if it was Lady Tsunade, perhaps offering money would persuade her?
It wouldn't be asking her to take him as a disciple—just to teach and guide this technique…
"Lady Tsunade?"
An image of a blonde beauty flashed through Akira's mind. As someone who favored the "older sister" type, Akira approved wholeheartedly. As a transmigrator, how could he not meet these original characters?
Especially Tsunade—the blonde beauty he had liked in his previous life.
Akira said, "I also admire Lady Tsunade very much. It would be great to receive her guidance. But for now, I'll try on my own first. Maybe I'll figure it out."
"Haha, then I won't disturb you. Mind your limits. If you injure yourself, it won't be worth it." Yuhi Shinku reminded him with a smile.
Then he left to prepare dinner…
"Got it."
Akira responded and didn't continue refining chakra. Instead, he sat on the steps, his mind racing—how exactly should he master this chakra application technique?
"Chakra control is key, that's for sure. But there should also be a corresponding technique. If the impact is insufficient, maybe it's not about instant release, but about explosive expansion in an instant?"
Akira realized that ever since receiving the system reward "Spiritual Pressure Aptitude Enhancement," his brain had become exceptionally sharp.
In his previous life, even two-digit arithmetic required some thought. Now, even three-digit addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division required no thought—numbers came instantly.
Regarding this chakra application technique, he formed his own speculation.
It should be about making chakra explosively expand at the instant of impact, creating an explosive shock—like inch punch, unleashing maximum power at the shortest distance.
The two were similar in concept.
His time at the martial arts gym hadn't been wasted. The instructor had taught inch punch, and though Akira had only learned the basics, he understood the principle.
With that idea, Akira began experimenting.
For the rest of the afternoon, he kept practicing repeatedly, refining and exhausting chakra, then sitting down to refine more, and trying again.
Unknowingly—
The amount of chakra Akira could refine had increased significantly. It was probably enough to cast a D-rank ninjutsu with some left over…
A cause for celebration!
"I think I've grasped something…"
After an entire afternoon of attempts, Akira gradually touched upon the key. His eyes flashed as he tried once more.
He mobilized his chakra. His fist, already broken and bleeding, showed no hesitation as it smashed toward the wooden post.
At the instant his fist was about to hit—
The chakra explosively expanded!
Bang! Crack—
With a loud sound, the wooden post was struck as if by an iron hammer. Its surface split apart, wood chips flying everywhere. The entire post was blasted away by Akira's punch.
It scraped several meters across the ground before crashing into the courtyard wall and finally stopping…
Pain stabbed through his fist, flesh torn and bloody, but Akira seemed not to feel it. His eyes shone with excitement.
"I've done it!"
Although it wasn't perfect and his fist was injured because of it, it was already a huge improvement.
Half a day of exploration to reach this level—
He was awesome!
Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Akira curled his lips wickedly.
"Heh heh heh… With this punch, Kurenai will probably cry for a long time, right?"
"Wah…"
Yuhi Kurenai, who had been hiding nearby and secretly watching his training, shuddered when she heard that sentence. Her face turned slightly pale.
She hurried over, tugged at Akira's clothes, and said pitifully, "Akira, Akira, let's not spar anymore. I admit defeat!"
She was on the verge of tears. What kind of monster was Akira?
How did he become this strong in just half a day?
If she really took that punch, she felt like she would cry for a very, very long time…