Complete Victory

Amid the clamor, the two arrived at the center of the arena.

"Just admit defeat! This meaningless battle is nothing but a waste of time!"

Hyuga Chizoku possessed the Byakugan bloodline. At the Ninja Academy, aside from Minato Namikaze, he had few rivals.

As he looked at Ryōken now, his gaze was filled with arrogance.

The Chunin referee nodded in agreement. He had heard of Ryōken's reputation, but formalities still had to be observed, so he turned and asked routinely, "Ryōken, do you admit defeat?"

Seeing the two of them acting as though it was only natural, Ryōken found it somewhat amusing. Expressionless, he shook his head, making his intentions clear.

The students below immediately erupted in an uproar, unable to believe it.

This was Hyuga Chizoku, an Elite Ninja of the Hyuga Clan.

With the Byakugan bloodline, even Minato Namikaze might not surpass him in close-range taijutsu.

He was one of the Ninja Academy's finest.

Yet Ryōken, Konoha's notorious dead last, a useless boy who was nearly ten and still had not refined any chakra, actually refused to surrender against Hyuga Chizoku. Naturally, everyone was astonished.

"What an overestimation of himself!"

"How many moves do you think Hyuga Chizoku will need to take down Ryōken? I'm betting on three!"

"Two moves—no! At most one!"

In the arena, Hyuga Chizoku looked at Ryōken with a proud expression. When he saw that Ryōken actually refused to surrender, a trace of contempt immediately appeared on his young face.

This kind of trash dared fight him?

Since he dared challenge him, he had better be prepared to receive a thorough beating.

Otherwise, any stray cat or dog would dare step forward to provoke him in the future.

"Fine. Begin!"

The Chunin referee paused slightly. Seeing Ryōken being so ungrateful, his expression turned indifferent.

After saying that, he retreated to the edge of the arena and watched intently, ready to step in and rescue someone at any moment.

"A dead last like you dares come up here and fight me? You really don't know your place!"

Once the referee had left the arena, Hyuga Chizoku spoke with an arrogant expression. "Make your move. Otherwise, you won't even get the chance."

He stood with his hands behind his back, carrying himself with the air of a master.

A cold smile appeared at the corner of Ryōken's lips. He lunged forward, slicing through the air with bursts of whistling wind.

In the blink of an eye, he was before Hyuga Chizoku, swinging his sword fiercely.

"So fast! I never expected Ryōken to be this fast."

Hearing the sound of the wind being torn apart, everyone looked at one another in shock. This was a speed far beyond anything they could have imagined.

"Isn't that speed comparable to a real Genin's?"

At that instant, Hyuga Chizoku was equally incredulous. He had never expected Ryōken to be so fast, and it had greatly exceeded his expectations.

Fortunately, his strength was no empty boast. He barely managed to lean backward and roll away. Though he looked somewhat miserable, he still avoided the strike.

The moment he landed, he hurriedly activated his Byakugan and assumed a defensive stance.

Yet Ryōken merely stood there at ease, making no attempt to press his advantage. He said disdainfully, "Is this the strength you're so proud of? Just like your words, it's all nonsense."

"You're courting death!"

Hyuga Chizoku roared, taking up a Gentle Fist stance as he charged straight at him.

"Too slow!"

Hyuga Chizoku had never been particularly fast. Under Ryōken's eyes, he was no different from a crawling turtle.

"Your attacks are full of openings. Gentle Fist in your hands is simply an insult. You're worse than trash."

Even while facing the nonstop barrage of attacks, Ryōken remained utterly relaxed, chatting and casually critiquing him. It did not look like a battle at all; instead, it seemed more like a senior instructing a junior.

No matter how Hyuga Chizoku kept accelerating his hands and striking with blue chakra, Ryōken always evaded with ease, narrowly slipping past every blow.

This scene immediately left Hyuga Chizoku furious and flustered. He could not help roaring, "Coward! Is dodging all you can do?"

With a soft chuckle, Ryōken said calmly, "Since you're so eager to lose, I'll grant your wish."

As he spoke, Ryōken narrowed his eyes, and a sharp gleam flashed through them. The iron sword in his hand seemed to transform into a gust of wind as, with an ingenious strike, he smacked Hyuga Chizoku squarely on the knee.

Ryōken's strength was immense—far beyond what a ninja like Hyuga Chizoku, who had not even officially graduated yet, could withstand.

Moreover, the blow had landed solidly on his knee. Even though Ryōken had not used his full strength, Hyuga Chizoku still collapsed to the ground involuntarily, unable to rise for a while.

"How does it feel to be easily defeated by trash?"

Ryōken stood with his sword in hand and sneered.

Seeing Hyuga Chizoku lying on the ground, unable to move, everyone was struck dumb, as though they were dreaming. Their eyes were filled with disbelief.

"How is that possible? It has to be fake!"

"I must be dreaming!"

"Hyuga Chizoku lost just like that?"

The Chunin referee was equally dumbfounded. Ryōken's speed had already shocked him, but he had never expected Ryōken's perception and swordsmanship to be this formidable as well.

The Hyuga Clan was renowned throughout the ninja world for its taijutsu. With Gentle Fist paired with the Byakugan, they had few rivals in close combat. Yet Hyuga Chizoku had been defeated so easily by Ryōken, and in the Hyuga Clan's proudest field of close-range combat at that. It was unbelievable.

Hyuga Chizoku barely managed to stand. His legs trembled slightly, his face dark and terrifying as he said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't expect you to have hidden your strength so deeply."

"Fortunately, I made many preparations to defeat Minato Namikaze."

"Ryōken, now I'll let you witness the results of my year of training."

Hyuga Chizoku's gaze sharpened. One hand extended forward and the other behind him as he assumed a strange opening stance.

At that moment, the surroundings seemed to darken, and a faint oppressive feeling descended over the area.

"For the past year, I have trained tirelessly in this move. It was originally prepared for Minato Namikaze, but I never expected to use it on you."

"Take this—Gentle Fist: Eight Trigrams Thirty-Two Palms!"

After speaking, he smiled confidently and lunged forward.

Within that inexplicable space, Hyuga Chizoku seemed divinely aided. His speed surged as afterimages trailed behind him.

Eight Trigrams Palm was the Hyuga Clan's unique taijutsu secret art. Combined with the Byakugan and the coverage of the Eight Trigrams Field, it struck an opponent's chakra points to seal the flow of their chakra.

"As expected of an elite of the Hyuga Clan!"

"Is he really still a student?"

All the students were stunned. Though it was not the A-rank Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms, even a C-rank technique was enough to amaze them.

At the same time, the same thought flashed through everyone's minds: no matter how strong Ryōken was, there was no way he could withstand it.

The Chunin referee was also extremely surprised. Although he was displeased that an outsider from another village had won, rules still had to be followed.

He had originally planned to declare Ryōken the winner.

But he had not expected Hyuga Chizoku to possess such a powerful trump card. This was a C-rank taijutsu technique, a Chunin-level technique.

This made him feel anticipation and tension toward the battle once more. He stared intensely at Ryōken, wanting to see how he would respond.

After all, once someone was enveloped by the Eight Trigrams Field, their movements would become sluggish, making it difficult to evade.

Ryōken's miraculous dodging from before would be hard to use.

Therefore, in his view, Ryōken had almost no chance of winning.

And as the one responsible for ensuring the match's safety, he had to be more serious. Taijutsu, especially a C-rank technique, was not something he could guarantee would leave Ryōken uninjured.

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