In this regard, Garashi not only didn't get angry, but also nodded in agreement. "You're right, I'm indeed too weak. If it wasn't for me, that night wouldn't have …"
In the early days, in order to be apprenticed to Tsunade, he said that he would become the greatest medical ninja. While it was a bonus for being apprenticed to Tsunade, it also naturally restricted his legitimacy to learn other Jutsu.
Learning Genjutsu can be said to be better treatment of patients. Learning Monstrous Strength can be said to be following the guidance of a teacher.
Then, what about learning Hachimon Tonkou?
Although few people would think so much, but when he stands at a high position in the future.
At that time, everything he does, every decision he makes, will be repeatedly studied under a magnifying glass.
Although this kind of thing won't have too much impact, for Garashi who pursues perfection, any flaw is very eyesore.
"So, I have to find a logical reason for myself in advance!" Garashi sighed in his heart, looking at the tool in front of him with bright eyes.
Metkei didn't hear Garashi's vague reference, but he didn't care. He just said excitedly, "Garashi senpai, let's sweat our youth together. As long as you exercise with me, I guarantee that no one can beat you in the future!"
Garashi felt a strange feeling in his heart. As a master of deception, it was the first time he was deceived.
Moreover, it was for such an inexplicable reason.
However, looking at Metkei's back, Garashi's expression became strange, "You're working so hard to do rehabilitation exercises, is it just to be discharged from the hospital quickly, so as not to be blocked by your classmates in the hospital?"
"Sure enough, you're worthy of being a senpai, as smart as me!" Metkei gave Garashi a thumbs up, the corner of his mouth raised a shining bright smile.
"By the way, senpai, what are we going to compete in?"
Garashi looked at him sympathetically, and said in a heavy tone, "Let's talk about the competition after you've rested."
Metkei grinned, "No problem, I've already rested!"
"I'm not talking about now, I'm talking about after you've been beaten up."
"Ah? What do you mean? "
At this moment, a sinister laugh came from behind Metkei.
"In order to prevent us from leaving the club, they posted our information all over the school!"
"He even tricked us into getting such a stupid hairstyle, causing us to be laughed at!"
"Because of you, I've already lost my right to choose a partner in school!"
"Wait, with your appearance that affects the village's appearance, it seems like you don't have the right to choose a spouse, right?"
"I don't care. Brothers, beat him up!"
Metkei knew something was wrong and immediately prepared to flee.
However, the others were already prepared for this. They immediately pressed down on Metkei.
Then, a certain someone's crisp moan resounded throughout the hospital.
Garashi didn't go up to stop them. As a medical ninja, he can naturally see that Metkei's classmates didn't really hit him. They were just jokingly grabbing his face and rubbing it.
After about twenty minutes, Metkei stood in front of Garashi again with a swollen face. He said in a muffled voice, "Garashi -senpai, I'm ready!"
Looking at the pig-headed man in front of him, Garashi was amused. At the same time, he formed a seal with both hands and pressed it.
Metkei, who was baptized by the healing spell, let out a misunderstood moan of harmony. The next moment, he shouted energetically, "Garashi -senpai, I'm ready! Let's start the race! "
Garashi smiled and said, "Let's set the competition as running!"
Metkei was energized and hurriedly asked, "Garashi -senpai, then shall we compete to see who can finish twenty laps around Wood Leaf first?"
Garashi's mouth twitched and he coughed, "We're all patients now, so we shouldn't exercise too much. Let's compete to see who can finish one lap around the field first!"
"Just one lap?!" Metkei scratched his head and was a little disappointed. However, he quickly pulled himself together and shouted, "Garashi -senpai, I definitely won't lose to you!"
"Then, let's start! Three, two, one, run! "
As soon as he finished speaking, Metkei ran forward as if his life depended on it. Even his facial features were slightly distorted by the wind.
"This speed is really scary!" Garashi sighed in his heart. His gaze sharpened. "Looks like I have to be more serious!"
Although he didn't want to win from the beginning, it wouldn't be good to lose too badly.
On the field, two gusts of wind raged past. The patients who were strolling slowly were so scared that they trembled all over.
The two of them ran side by side. One moment, it was Garashi in front, and the next moment, it was Metkei in the first place. The position in front was almost constantly changing.
"Should I 'exhaust' myself now?" Garashi was hesitating when he suddenly realized that Metkei, who was beside him, was emitting an aura that was completely different from before.
"Dad said that as long as I work hard, even geniuses can be defeated by ordinary people! It's impossible for hard work not to be rewarded! " Metkei's eyes flashed with his father's and his daily training, as well as the disdainful ridicule of his father by others. Suddenly, an incomparably huge amount of energy erupted from within his body. With only a quarter of the race left, he completely overtook Garashi.
Then, under Garashi's shocked gaze, he rushed past the finish line in a spurt of energy!
"I, I won!" Metkei was so tired that he directly knelt on the ground. His lungs were burning, and he was almost unable to speak.
"Yes, you won!" Garashi smiled and sat aside without caring about his demeanor. "I really didn't expect that my first defeat since entering the school would be to lose to you!"
"So, as punishment for losing the race … let me give you a physical examination every week from now on!"
Metkei was stunned and stared blankly at Garashi.
Garashi smiled slightly, and his voice seemed to have the power to warm people's hearts. "Your training method is too extreme, and it will accumulate a lot of internal injuries in your body. These internal injuries are usually not visible, but once they erupt, it will cause your body to collapse!"
Hearing this, Metkei's eyes were completely moved to tears.
Although he was straightforward, he was not stupid. Naturally, he could see that Garashi deliberately proposed such a sure-lose race so that he could receive treatment with dignity.
In order to care about his feelings, Garashi did not hesitate to damage his reputation!
"Don't think too much, I didn't lose to you on purpose. Metkei -san, your perseverance is indeed admirable!"
"Sob sob, Dad was right, I can already feel the heat of youth! Garashi -san, I will never let you down! "
Garashi smiled gently. As a medical ninja, if there was a suitable template for reference, he could absorb the other party's experience at the fastest speed.
After all, he was destined not to spend too much time on the Hachimon Tonkou. If he wanted to continue to improve, the best way was to find a tool to farm experience.
It can be said that after Metkei learned the Hachimon Tonkou, the data obtained from the treatment of Metkei would be his greatest gain.
"Medical Ninjutsu, Genjutsu, Taijutsu, Space-Time Ninjutsu, Immortal Technique … I finally understand how Orochi Maru felt. There are too many wonderful techniques in this world waiting for me to learn. Time is really too short!"
"Fortunately, I have a lot of excellent tools!"
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