Izuna * Mushroom

Madara Uchiha and Tobirama Senju were furious when they learned that Izuna had boasted that he would Hyuga the entire Hyuga clan single-handedly using Taijutsu.

Ban's first reaction was to facepalm, inwardly roaring.

My dear brother! Although I know your Strength is unfathomable, and you were there in the clan compound before... but that was the Hyuga clan! Their home turf! So many people! And you only used Taijutsu?! Although... but... you truly are my brother! But what if...

Tobirama's blood pressure spiked, and veins practically popped out of his forehead.

Holy crap Uchiha Izuna! Can't you just behave yourself?! First you caused such a huge commotion in Kyoto, and now you're going to someone else's house and threatening to take on their entire clan?!

Where's your brain?! Have you been influenced by spending too much time with your Big Brother?! Only using Taijutsu? What kind of reincarnated Taijutsu maniac are you?! This is utter stupidity! It's suicide!

I shouldn't have stayed up all night and messed up your eyes!

Two different kinds of worries and anger drove them to rush towards the Hyuga Clan Compound at top speed.

Even Tobirama, who is usually calm and Tobirama, couldn't be bothered to hide the anxiety on his face at this moment.

Ban activated his senses to the maximum, fearing he might arrive to find his younger brother injured.

They broke through the somewhat chaotic outer perimeter of the Hyuga clan and stormed into Akari's backyard, which served as the battlefield.

Shouts and Chakra explosions filled the Training Ground. Izuna's figure appeared and disappeared in the crowd, making it difficult to see clearly at first.

Hashirama Senju's expression at that moment was somewhat incomprehensible to Madara and Tobirama.

Expressionless, or rather, with a blank expression.

He just stood there, his eyes still fixed on Izuna's direction, but his soul seemed to have flown away.

The other Hyuga Clan members standing on the edge... seemed to have the same expression?

Why?

Madara and Tobirama's figures, rushing towards them, suddenly stopped at the edge of the arena, the wind they stirred up stirring up some dust on the ground.

"Big Brother!" Tobirama spoke first, his voice filled with suppressed anger and confusion, "Why didn't you stop Izuna?!"

Madara didn't speak, but his gaze also turned to Hashirama, carrying a silent question.

Although seeing his younger brother still dancing instantly relieved most of his anxiety, Hashirama's strange state made him realize that things were probably more unusual than he had imagined.

Hashirama heard Tobirama's voice, it was as if he had just been awakened from some deep thought.

He slowly turned his head to look at his younger brother and Ban who had rushed over, a somewhat weak smile on his face.

"You're here..." His voice sounded a little shaky, "Haha... well..."

He pointed to Izuna standing in the center of the arena.

"You'll see when you see it," Hashirama finally said, his tone carrying a weariness and emptiness after witnessing something far beyond common sense. "Look."

Upon hearing this, Madara and Tobirama simultaneously turned their gazes to the center of the Training Ground.

There, Izuna's figure still moved among the crowd.

A dozen or Hyuga clan members gritted their teeth, bloodshot veins appearing in their Byakugan, launching attacks from various tricky angles. The wind howled through their palms, and the light of Chakra flickered at their fingertips.

At first glance, Ban's heart clenched.

That was close!

Izuna's dodges always happened at the last second. The edge of his palm brushed past his clothes, and the wind from his fists whipped through his hair. Several times, the fingers, which were imbued with pressure point Chakra, almost touched his skin.

The scene looked extremely precarious, as if the black-clad figure would be swallowed up by the surging wave of attacks at any moment.

Tobirama's brow furrowed, and his fingertips twitched unconsciously.

What is Uchiha Izuna up to? This kind of extreme evasion... what if there's a miscalculation...?

However, one second passed, then two seconds passed...

Izuna is still there.

Those attacks that seemed poised to hit him were always dodged by the slightest margin at the last moment, while those that couldn't be avoided were neutralized by him seemingly casually raising his hand to strike.

A Hyuga clan seized the opportunity when Izuna's back was turned and struck him in the back with all his might.

As if he had eyes in the back of his head, Izuna shifted to the left the instant the palm strike reached him, and the palm grazed his right rib in mid-air.

At the same time, Izuna's right arm bent backward, and his elbow precisely pierced the man's ribs, which were slightly protruding due to the force exerted.

"Ugh!" The man groaned, his forward momentum instantly dissipating by more than half, and he lost his balance and staggered backward.

From another direction, the two cooperated, attacking from above and below.

Instead of retreating, Izuna advanced, suddenly lowering his body and crawling under the arm of the person below at an incredible height. In the Setsuna they passed each other, he slapped the person's side with his palm.

The man's body stiffened, his movements became distorted, and he collided with his companion above him.

Izuna had already extricated himself from the brief chaos. With a swift movement, he cut into the middle of another group of enemies, spreading his hands to the left and right, striking the two men's glowing Eight Trigrams Palms.

With a double attack, Eight Trigrams Palm was instantly broken.

"Slap! Slap!"

The two men were struck as if by electric shock; their arms swayed back, leaving their frontal area wide open.

Izuna didn't even give chase; he simply walked right through them, leaving two Hyuga clansmen staring at each other in bewilderment and uncertainty.

Ban's tightly clenched hand unconsciously loosened.

He saw it more and more clearly.

Izuna seemed to be able to predict the trajectory, force, and even the hidden Chakra changes of every attack.

He always appears in the most appropriate place at the most appropriate time, achieving the greatest effect with the least amount of effort.

Those seemingly close calls were actually the result of precise calculations and were nothing to worry about.

He finally understood what Izuna was trying to do with the bizarre attack methods he practiced every day in the backyard.

Although Taijutsu and Kenjutsu differ in their application, the multiple strikes that leave afterimages are a derivative of that Kenjutsu.

I couldn't see it clearly during practice, but now that I've used it in actual combat, I finally understand its purpose.

That is to deflect the enemy's attack and then press the attack from the same position.

None of them could react to the subsequent second blow. If Izuna hadn't been unwilling to kill, they would all be corpses by now.

Ban's lips couldn't help but curl upwards.

My heart was filled with a burning sense of pride and honor.

Look, this is his younger brother! Even without using the Uchiha's Dōjutsu and Ninjutsu, his unparalleled Taijutsu skills and combat intelligence alone are enough to make him stand out from the crowd! Those Hyuga guys can't even touch him!

The little flowers almost seemed to float out of the top of Ban's head.

The anxiety and anger on Tobirama's face were gradually replaced by a complex expression.

He watched it for a full minute and more.

The Hyuga clan members in the arena were still trying, but their attack rhythm was clearly disrupted, accompanied by an increasing sense of impatience and helplessness.

Izuna, on the other hand, remained completely at ease, with hardly any sweat on his forehead.

"..." Tobirama watched all of this, his heart completely numb.

As expected of Uchiha Izuna, who is known as the perfect Ninja... no, this guy from another world is even more ridiculously perfect.

Without activating his Sharingan, relying solely on his Taijutsu and unbelievable insight and predictive abilities, he effortlessly evaded the attacks of over a dozen skilled Hyuga Taijutsu practitioners...

Now he understood why those elite Uchiha had lost.

Anyone would be defeated by such a monster.

That's outrageous.

That's outrageous.

This guy's very existence is a subversion of the existing Ninjutsu system and the understanding of Kekkei Genkai.

Tobirama stared Dead-Fish Eyes at the scene, his mind already uncontrollably analyzing various possibilities.

Special sensory techniques? Superhuman reflex speed?

No, ultimately, how did he know and deal with the attack from behind? That's the hardest place for a person's hands and feet to reach, and even Hyuga of vision, would have difficulty defending against it.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be a technique like "Rotation."

Not to mention it happened in such a complex battle situation, yet Izuna did it with ease, every move incredibly precise, as if...

He has Future Sight.

On the other side, the children followed Raisuke and squeezed through the gaps in the crowd at the edge of the venue.

They immediately spotted Hinata, Takuma, Rei, and Akari, who were being protected by Hashirama.

"Hinata! Takuma! Are you alright?" Yūki called out softly and urgently, Ichiyo and Harukawa also looked over with concern.

However, Hinata and Takuma seemed not to hear at all.

They, along with Rei and Akari beside them, were as if frozen in place, their eyes wide open, mouths slightly agape, staring unblinkingly at the center of the Training Ground.

His face was a mixture of shock, bewilderment, and a dazed expression as if he had witnessed a surreal scene.

The three of Yūki looked in the direction of their gaze with suspicion.

Then, they were stunned.

On the Training Ground, figures flew about, shouts, the sound of slaps, and the muffled thuds of bodies colliding filled the air.

A dozen or Hyuga clan members, their Byakugan blazing with fury Chakra surging, launched a fierce attack from all directions toward the black figure in the center.

The palm strikes were so numerous that they almost completely engulfed Izuna's figure.

As for Izuna? His face remained expressionless and calm.

He was like a slippery fish, weaving through a dense web of attacks.

Every dodge was fraught with danger, every parry was perfectly timed, always managing to deflect or neutralize attacks powerful enough to shatter rocks at the last moment with minimal movement.

Yūki, Ichiyo, and Harukawa gaped, just like Hinata and the others, becoming nothing more than blank, wooden puppets.

Time passed amidst the fierce back-and-forth battles, and darkness fell without their noticing.

The servants of the Hyuga Clan Compound nervously lit the lanterns and torches around the Training Ground. The dim, flickering light cast long, swaying shadows on the walls and ground, adding to the bizarre and fantastical atmosphere.

"Bang!"

The final, dull thud.

The Hyuga boy who had persevered the longest, with tears of resentment still clinging to the corners of his eyes, was pushed to the chest by Izuna with a seemingly light palm strike. The force, both gentle and firm, instantly shattered his last balance, causing him to stagger back a few steps before finally collapsing helplessly to the ground.

The boy hung his head, his shoulders trembling slightly, tears mixed with sweat and dust, dripping onto the sandy ground of the Training Ground.

Those were tears of resentment and despair, shed after physical strength, Chakra, and spirit had been completely drained.

On the Training Ground, apart from heavy breathing and occasional suppressed groans of pain, there were no more Hyuga clan members standing and launching attacks against Izuna.

They were scattered haphazardly, lying down or sitting, all over the place.

Izuna let out a soft breath, his chest rising and falling slightly, a few strands of his black hair damp with sweat.

He flicked his wrist, his gaze habitually sweeping over the Hyuga clan members who were still standing, but whose faces were deathly pale.

"Next."

His voice pierced the cool night air, landing in the ears of every Hyuga clansman like a deadly curse.

Everyone: "..."

There was a deathly silence. The only sound was the crackling of the burning torches.

Hashirama finally snapped out of his daze and hesitantly asked, "Um... Izuna, there's... no one left."

He pointed to the field, "It seems like all the capable players are here."

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere on the Training Ground became even more stagnant, so heavy it seemed like water could be squeezed out of it.

Just then--

"Ah."

Izuna uttered a short syllable, as if he had just realized something.

He blinked, and the focus and calm he had displayed during the battle faded from his face like the tide, replaced by confusion, which then turned into a somewhat embarrassed expression.

He raised his hand, scratched his cheek with his fingers, and grinned with a slightly silly smile.

"Hehe~*"

"It seems... I overdid it~*"

Everyone: "..."

What the hell?! With wavy lines?! You didn't have this expression when you were hitting someone, you jerk!

Izuna glanced around the messy Training Ground and the various expressions Hyuga the Hyuga members' faces, then added sincerely, "Um... I'm sorry, I got carried away... I just wanted to give you guys a push so your transformation could happen faster... I didn't mean for it to turn out like this..."

He looked at the Hyuga clan members around him, their eyes filled with "Are you kidding me?", "You're treating us like vegetables and you say you just gave us a push?", and "Only a fool would believe you." His voice grew softer and softer, and his shoulders slumped.

Finally, as if unable to withstand the invisible pressure, he squatted down on the spot, hugged his knees with both hands, buried his face in them, and curled up into a ball.

It turned into a gloomy mushroom exuding an aura of "depression," "frustration," and "I'm an idiot"...

Izuna muttered in a muffled voice, "Ah... it's all over... it seems... it's all my fault..."

Everyone: "..."

Who is this gloomy mushroom squatting on the ground drawing circles?! Is that monster who just single-handedly defeated our entire clan's elite Taijutsu practitioners, exuding domineering confidence and saying "Next," the same person as this weirdo in front of us?! Does he have a split personality?!

The mushroom continued to exude a dejected aura, "I was thinking... I'd probably be defeated... so I thought it would be a good opportunity for you to vent your anger, and then it would all be over... I didn't expect you to be so weak... I'm sorry... I was too strong..."

The veins on the foreheads of the Hyuga clan members began to throb.

This guy... he's so annoying!! This way of saying Underground Passage in a serious tone and then adding insult to injury with "I was too good" is a hundred times more infuriating than direct mockery!!

Tobirama couldn't help but laugh out loud, but he quickly covered his mouth and turned his face away. However, everyone could see how hard he was trying to hold back his laughter.

Madara Uchiha's gaze fell menacingly on Hashirama Senju, who was trying to cover up his whistling beside him.

The meaning in his eyes was clear: My brother's terrible way of speaking and his occasional eccentricities... Hashirama Senju, you're dead!

Hashirama's whistling became even more erratic, his eyes darting around, but he dared not look at Madara.

The remaining Hyuga clan members' emotions had shifted from initial shock, humiliation, and anger to a deep sense of powerlessness and speechlessness.

Looking at the culprit squatting on the ground, he couldn't beat him in a fight, and he couldn't find any more satisfying words to say. The other person even had that smug look of "I was wrong, but I'm too strong, there's nothing I can do"...

Hyuga Tennin took a long, deep breath, then exhaled heavily, and couldn't help but raise his hand to his forehead.

Sōsuke's eyes were vacant, his mind wandering elsewhere.

Is the thousand-year-old Gentle Fist truly perfect? What is it that we have always upheld and are so proud of?

The most affected Hyuga in the crowd, Elder, no longer showed anger or arrogance on his face.

He looked at the mess on the ground and at the distraught or bewildered expressions on the faces of his people.

His lips twitched, but he ultimately said nothing. He seemed to have all his strength drained away in an instant, and his whole body hunched over.

He understood that after this battle, the Hyuga Clan... had no choice but to make changes.

No matter how painful or difficult this change may be.

Because Uchiha Izuna used the most brutal method to tear away the Hyuga Clan had been using to cover up the sordid affairs within the clan.

He proved that without Gentle Fist Hyuga is nothing.

What are Main Families Branch Families? They are all meaningless in the face of absolute Strength.

If no changes are made, we will inevitably be left behind by the new era and even become a laughing stock.

No, they've become a joke now.