Veins bulged around Ningbei's eyes, and mysterious ripples appeared in his eyes and pupils.
"Byakugan!"
Ikeda was also a charming person—he transformed just like Ningbei, then charged straight at Ningbei!
"Hah!"
He turned his fist into a palm, an ordinary palm strike, and severed the acupoints in Zining's arm. Asada wanted to make the first move and cut off the flow of chakra in Zining's left arm and shoulder!
"Hm?" Zining was somewhat surprised, but he still did not think much of it. He took half a step back. One of them leaned against Yokota. Yokota saw the palm strike coming and could not adjust in time. Zining naturally seized the opportunity and stretched out his right hand to strike Yokota's shoulder.
"Ah..." Ikeda felt some pain, but his expression remained unchanged. After readjusting himself, he continued attacking Zining.
"Hmph!"
Konan's attacks had irritated Ningbei somewhat. He snorted coldly, spreading his hands to force aside Konan's offensive and leave her front completely exposed. A vicious glint flashed through his eyes as he softly shouted:
Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms
Ningbei's movements instantly took shape as he reached out and attacked the various points on Konan's body.
"Two Palms!"
"Four Palms!"
"Eight Palms!"
"Sixteen Palms!"
Zining fought fiercely below. Mirai clenched his fists, his eyes gleaming.
Would Yokota continue being attacked like this... If Yokota were saved, would he...
"Thirty-Two Palms!"
Pfft!
Ikeda spat out a mouthful of blood. His face turned deathly pale, and the blood slowly stained his clothes red.
"Eight Trigrams... Sixty-Four Palms!"
"Damn it!" When Mirai saw Ikeda cough up blood while Zining still showed no sign of stopping, rage surged within him. His eyes flashed, and he vanished from where he stood.
"Hm? Oh no." Reid knew that Mirai and Hinata were close. Seeing no hint of