"You know, you're right. I think so too."
"Look at that girl's shy expression. That's not the look of hostility at all."
"Damn it, they're flirting with each other!"
As the crowd's dissatisfied chatter grew increasingly noisy,
the Daimyo of the Land of Fire, who had just given such a detailed and convincing analysis, could no longer save face. He covered half his face with a small fan, too embarrassed to say a word.
Hiashi Hyuga and the other young Konoha ninjas on the stage showed no reaction. They had long expected this to happen.
Hiruzen Sarutobi's expression had also turned extremely grim. Both hands gripped the armrests of his chair tightly.
"Damn it, you're being held back by childish romance! Show me your Will of Fire!"
he cursed inwardly.
Hearing the crowd's noisy dissatisfaction, Feng An decided the time had come.
Feng An winked at Hinata.
Hinata immediately understood.
"Eight Trigrams Vacuum Palm!"
Hinata fiercely struck out through the air.
Panic appeared on Feng An's face. He immediately formed hand seals, but before he could finish, he suddenly flew backward, slammed into the wall behind him, and fell to the ground.
"S-So strong! From so far away, she severed my heart meridians with Chakra! I... I lose."
He then lay facedown on the ground without moving, while Hinata timidly shrank her neck.
They shouldn't be able to tell, right?
That palm strike through the air really had been just a palm strike through the air. She had not gathered any Chakra at all.
Shiranui Genma was first stunned by the sight. Then, seeing that Feng An was indeed lying motionless on the ground, he cleared his throat and announced,
"Ahem. Congratulations to Hinata Hyuga for winning."
Seeing Feng An lose just like that, Hiruzen Sarutobi nearly spat out a