Scientific Naruto: The Magneto of the Hyuga Clan

Fujino Daikichi took a deep breath, cleared his mind of distractions, and called out the names of two students.

"Komiyako vs Kamikawa Yuto, start!"

After forming the Opposition Seal, the two students began a fierce battle. The sounds of metal collisions from shurikens and the impacts of bodies echoed across the playground.

Fujino Daikichi nodded slightly. At a time when most students hadn't learned ninjutsu, battles at this stage mainly relied on taijutsu and Shuriken Throwing. These two students had a pretty good foundation among commoners.

After a while, Kamikawa Yuto pressed a kunai against Komiyako's throat.

"Kamikawa Yuto wins."

Fujino Daikichi nodded and announced the result of the assessment.

Hyuga Satoru watched quietly from the side, while estimating his own strength in his heart. According to his own estimation, he, who had initially developed the lv1 Electromagnetic Force, should have strength no weaker than that of a Genin. What he lacked was just actual combat experience.

Fujino Daikichi announced the next battle.

"Hyuga Iruka vs Yamashiro Aoki."

Hearing this, a commotion rose up around.

"It's Iruka! Yamashiro Aoki is probably in trouble."

"Yeah, after all, he is a genuine Hyuga ninja. Some fake one can't compare."

Yamashiro Aoki, who heard his own name, was stunned for a moment and could only go up bravely. He didn't hold any hope of defeating Hyuga Iruka. After all, in the class, Iruka was a genius in the second tier, after Kakashi Hatake and Rin Uchiha.

Sure enough, at the very beginning of the battle, Yamashiro Aoki was completely at a disadvantage. Hyuga Iruka, who had activated his Byakugan, struck in a tricky and ruthless manner. A palm hit him on the chest, sending him flying backwards heavily.

"Is that the Gentle Fist? So powerful."

"Yeah! Can't see clearly. He defeated the opponent in an instant!"

Struggling to get up from the ground, Yamashiro Aoki felt a sharp pain in his chest. The flow of chakra became stiff and stagnant.

"Is this the power of the Gentle Fist?"

He covered his chest and looked at Iruka in shock while gasping for breath. Although he knew he would lose, this was too fast.

"Of course." Iruka was obviously quite enjoying it and tilted his head slightly. "The power of the Gentle Fist is beyond doubt. In the Hyuga Clan, not just anyone can master it."

Sensing the hidden meaning in Iruka's words, Hyuga Satoru disdainfully raised his eyebrows. At the current stage, Iruka, who had the Byakugan and the Gentle Fist, did have a great advantage in battles against ordinary ninjas.

But in the later stages, the drawbacks of the Gentle Fist and the Byakugan were laid bare. Their upper limits were too low. The Sharingan had powerful abilities, and many other Bloodline Limits also had the ability to compete with the Kage.

Only the Gentle Fist was Neither able to reach the high nor content with the low.

Was it strong?

It was strong, but just so-so.

The key was that the Hyuga Clan was stuck in their ways, never bringing forth new ideas or developing new abilities. Not a single powerful ninja at the Kage level could be found in the huge Hyuga Clan!

This was also the reason why Hyuga Satoru didn't like to have too much contact with the clan's ninjas. The path he wanted to take was destined to be different from that of the Hyuga Clan.

Fujino Daikichi called out several names in succession. Hyuga Satoru watched Kakashi's battle. It was flowing like clouds and water (flowing smoothly and naturally), and he defeated his opponent neatly with just taijutsu, even more impressive than Iruka.

Truly worthy of being the top genius of this session.

Hyuga Satoru secretly praised to himself. Under the guidance of Sakumo Hatake, Kakashi had left his peers far behind, not just by one level.

"Taking Kakashi's current chakra amount as a unit, my chakra amount is about 1.1 times that of Kakashi's. The exuberance of my biological magnetic field gives me quite an advantage in chakra amount."

Just as Hyuga Satoru was deep in thought, a voice interrupted him.

"Hyuga Satoru vs. Hyuga Iruka!"

Hyuga Satoru looked up and saw Hyuga Iruka staring coldly at him.

"Wow! It's actually a battle between two members of the Hyuga clan. This is going to be exciting."

"Who do you reckon will win?"

"Of course it's Hyuga Iruka! That Hyuga Satoru guy almost always sleeps in class. I've never seen him being serious. How could he beat Hyuga Iruka?"

Beside him, Anko anxiously tugged at the corner of Hyuga Satoru's clothes.

"Hey, Satoru, don't be stubborn and hold on just for the sake of face. If you can't win, just admit defeat. It's no big deal. It would be bad if you got injured."

Hyuga Satoru glanced at her.

"Don't you have any confidence in me?"

Among the crowd, Rin Uchiha, on the contrary, had a piercing look in her eyes and stared at Hyuga Satoru with great interest.

The two walked to the middle of the playground and made the Opposition Seal.

Hyuga Iruka said with an unfriendly expression, "Hyuga Satoru, I remember you never seemed to have practiced the Gentle Fist in the clan's training ground. I'll show you..."

"You'll know once we fight." Hyuga Satoru interrupted him directly.

Hyuga Iruka's face darkened, and he shouted in a low voice, "Byakugan, activate!"

Veins bulged grotesquely like earthworms beside his eyelids, and his pure white eyes stared intently at Hyuga Satoru.

"Aren't you gonna activate your Byakugan?"

The activation threshold of the Byakugan was extremely low. Almost everyone in the Hyuga clan could activate it. So Hyuga Iruka didn't doubt that Hyuga Satoru had activated his Byakugan.

"Don't need to." Hyuga Satoru shrugged.

"Arrogant bastard!"

With a gust of wind, Hyuga Iruka struck out with a palm, his expression still unfriendly.

Hyuga Satoru just gently sidestepped and dodged the opponent's attack.

"Just luck?" Hyuga Iruka frowned.

He struck out with another palm, even more fiercely than before. However, to Hyuga Iruka's surprise, he missed again.

"How the hell can you be so fast?"

Hyuga Iruka exclaimed in shock.

Even if he was slow-witted, Hyuga Iruka had noticed that Hyuga Satoru had dodged his attacks with just his physical speed.

"Not bad." Hyuga Satoru said.

With his current level of Electromagnetic Force, although he couldn't directly apply electromagnetic propulsion to his own body, he could still easily use electric current to stimulate the rapid contraction of muscles.

During his daily training, Hyuga Satoru often used electric current to stimulate his body to contract to a greater extent to achieve better training results. Now he was just applying it to actual combat.

The contempt in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a solemn look. Hyuga Iruka said in a deep voice, "Hyuga Satoru, I admit you've surprised me a lot, but from now on, I'm going to get serious."

"Oh?" Hyuga Satoru raised an eyebrow.

"Gentle Fist... Eight Trigrams... Thirty-Six Palms!"

Assuming a strange stance, Hyuga Iruka was full of momentum. His hands launched a frantic attack like flowing water.

Quickly sidestepping to avoid Hyuga Iruka's attack, there was a hint of surprise on Hyuga Satoru's face. The Eight Trigrams Thirty-Six Palms was generally only mastered by Genin. From this perspective, Hyuga Iruka, who was just a minor character in the original work, could also be considered a genius.

After all, in the original work, he had already become a Jonin when he met the protagonist. In Konoha, there are no mediocre people who can become Jonin. After figuring this out, Hyuga Satoru let out a sigh of admiration.

"Not bad."

This slight compliment sounded like an explosion going off in Iruka's ears, making his face flush red with anger as he was attacking, and he gritted his teeth slightly.

"Damn it... How dare you humiliate me!"

Angry as he was, he was powerless. Maintaining the Eight Trigrams Thirty-Six Palms was already his limit. By the time he finished this set of Gentle Fist techniques, he would probably be completely drained of energy.

After dodging the incoming Gentle Fist again, Hyuga Satoru slightly turned his body sideways. A faint glimmer of lightning flashed on his right palm, and with lightning speed, he struck Iruka in the chest.

Blue electric arcs crackled and burst out at the point of contact. Accompanied by a dull thud, Iruka's body flew backwards heavily like a kite with a broken string.

Silence filled the air.

Anko stared blankly.

A glint of recognition flashed in the eyes of Rin Uchiha. Sure enough...

Fujino Daikichi's mouth dropped open wide enough to swallow an orange.

Iruka struggled to prop himself up. His chest felt as if hit by lightning, and his muscles spasmed involuntarily due to paralysis.

He wiped away the blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, stared intently at Hyuga Satoru, and gritted his teeth and said.

"Is this your Gentle Fist?"

"No."

Hyuga Satoru shrugged his shoulders.

"It's the Magnetic Storm Fist."