At the same time, the bamboo ahead of us rearranges itself, steering us in the direction Kabuto wants us to go. We aren't walking in a straight line. We're following a curve Kabuto designed. That curve makes a complete circle, taking us from the starting point right back to it."
Neji deactivated his Byakugan. His face was a little pale, not from fear but from the heavy chakra expenditure. But White Zetsu wasn't the reason. The reason was a chilling fact he had seen through his Byakugan-beneath the entire Bamboo Forest lay a vast, slowly rotating chakra field. Its center was in the very middle of the forest, like a gigantic,
underground engine, turning slowly, silently, ceaselessly. This chakra field drove the bamboo's movements. In other words, this Bamboo Forest wasn't dead. It was a living, enormous, conscious organism. Or it was a tool being controlled.
Guy took a deep breath. It lasted so long that his chest swelled like a balloon. Then he exhaled slowly, bit by bit. Once he finished, his face was no longer pale, and every trace of uncertainty had vanished from his eyes.
"Then we'll chop down the bamboo," Guy said.
He didn't use a kunai or a blade. He used his fist. He walked up to a stalk of bamboo and planted his feet, lowering his hips slightly, drawing his right fist back to his waist, and extending his left palm ahead of him. His stance was textbook-perfect-the basic straight-punch stance of Konoha Style taijutsu. Then he punched.
The bamboo didn't break.
It bent. When Guy's fist struck the stalk, the bamboo bent like an enormous spring, folding into a U shape that nearly doubled it over, but it didn't break. Guy withdrew his fist, and the bamboo sprang back into its original shape,