Pure Byakugan Unsealed! The Hidden Sand Princess's Worldview Shatters

"Kill... kill you..."

Gaara knelt on the ground, letting out a beast-like growl.

The golden fist, just a centimeter away from the tip of his nose, radiated a deadly heat, and Shukaku's retreat completely shattered his already broken nerves.

The sand dunes erupted in a thunderous uproar.

The yellow sand on the ground surged up recklessly. This wasn't for defense, but rather it transformed into hundreds of raging pythons, instantly climbing up Naruto's arm.

In the blink of an eye, Naruto was completely swallowed up by countless layers of high-density sand, solidly wrapped into a suspended sand sphere three times larger than before.

Gaara suddenly took several steps back, his hands clasped together, veins bulging.

"Sand Burial! Crush it!"

Kankuro, leaning on the railing in the stands, roared out.

"We won! Gaara caught him! He's definitely dead now!"

Temari clung tightly to the iron railing.

Did you catch it? That monster...

An eerie silence descended from within the sand sphere.

That's not ordinary sand.

That was Gaara's desperate counterattack after being driven to the brink. Every grain of sand was infused with Shukaku's ferocious killing intent and heavy Chakra.

Naruto could have easily dodged it.

With the reaction speed of Sage Body, this broken sand couldn't even touch the Kakuzu of his clothes.

But he refused to dodge.

Why hide? If we hide, how can we make those arrogant old fogies truly appreciate the terrifying power this force possesses?

In the darkness, a dense, squeezing sensation surged forth from all directions.

Too light.

This level of pressure was nothing more than a warm-up massage for Naruto, who was already used to the backlash of the Eight Gates and the extreme stretching of his Sage Body.

Outside, Kankuro was still partying.

Temari's hurried, relieved breaths drifted in through the gaps in the sand.

"Innocent."

Naruto's internal energy surged instantly.

There's no need to Opening Gate or Hand Seals. It's simply a matter of muscle expansion.

The next second.

"Bang!"

A deafening roar, so loud it seemed to shatter the air itself, exploded in the center of the arena!

The massive, high-density sand sphere, several meters thick, was torn into countless pieces from the inside by an extremely violent shockwave without any warning!

The yellow sand cascaded down like a waterfall.

The blast wave whipped up a fierce wind, sending Gaara was closest to it, staggering back several steps.

The yellow sand dispersed.

Naruto stood firmly in place, his hands in the pockets of his black combat suit. There wasn't a single wrinkle in his clothes, let alone a grain of sand.

"Too slow."

Naruto raised his chin, looking down at Gaara.

"You think you can catch me with this slow-moving, worthless sand? Are you still half asleep, or did you skip lunch?"

The entire hall fell silent.

Seated in the examiner's seat, Genma Shiranui bit off the Senbon he was holding.

That was sand powerful enough to grind boulders to dust. This brat didn't even bother to defend himself; he just used his bare body to break through?

Hyuga Hiashi sat on the high platform, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

Monster!

This is an utterly unreasonable monster! If those elders of the Main Family still dare to provoke him, the Hyuga Clan will truly be doomed!

Gaara's facial muscles twitched violently, and the Sand Armor on his face began to peel off piece by piece.

Reason was completely replaced by madness.

"Absolute Defense... Absolute Defense..."

Gaara slammed his fist into the ground.

An immense amount of Chakra poured out recklessly.

Rumble!

The ground of the entire competition venue began to sink.

Countless sands rose from the ground, spinning rapidly around Gaara. The sand grew thicker and thicker, eventually solidifying into a giant sphere ten meters high, completely protecting Gaara at its core.

The surface of the sphere is not only incredibly thick, but also constantly covered with sand spikes.

This is no ordinary defense; it's an absolute fortress that not even a fly could get through.

Temari suddenly stood up straight in the stands, her fingernails almost digging into her flesh.

With the Sand Shield and Sand Armor combined, they've now created a fortress-level, all-around defensive form. This is Gaara's strongest defensive form!

"It's useless!" Temari, her clear voice echoing through the venue. "That level of sandcastle is infused with an extremely high concentration of Chakra, making it ten times harder than steel! Even Jonin using A-rank Ninjutsu couldn't break through it! No matter how strong you are, you simply can't penetrate it!"

Kankuro in from the side.

"It's over! As long as Gaara stays inside, that brat can't do anything to him. Once he's exhausted, Gaara can counterattack at any time!"

In front of the sandcastle.

Naruto stopped in his tracks.

He turned his head to the side and glanced at Temari.

It was a look of utter contempt and mockery.

The high and mighty princess of Hidden Sand was standing there with her mouth agape, looking utterly foolish with a shattered worldview.

Naruto licked his back teeth.

Just wait and see.

Once we've crippled this little raccoon, we'll have plenty of time to deal with you.

He looked away and took a half step back with his right foot.

"Absolutely perfect?"

Naruto snorted coldly.

"To my eyes, everything is a flaw!"

Buzz!

An extremely mysterious energy fluctuation emanated from Naruto.

Thirty days of frustration, thirty days of being forced to pretend to be an ordinary person, have finally come to an end.

The ancient power has completely completed its assimilation and transformation.

Naruto's original azure eyes were instantly replaced by an extremely pure, divine silver-white!

There are no visible veins or unsightly bulging veins.

Pure Byakugan!

Open!

Neji Hyuga was sitting on the edge of the stands, suddenly knelt down.

His ordinary Byakugan closed involuntarily, a deep-seated fear preventing him from even lifting his head.

That's an absolute, overwhelming crushing defeat of the subordinates by those in power!

In Naruto's view, the world before him had completely changed.

The system is right. After assimilation and transformation, the Pure Byakugan have completely eliminated even the rejection reaction in the eye meridians.

Now, with just a thought, he could uproot the entire Konoha.

Focus of view.

Under the X-ray-level perspective of the Pure Byakugan, that ten-meter-high sturdy sandcastle completely transformed into a luminous sphere woven from millions of Chakra Threads.

Nothing is invincible.

Any energy structure will inevitably have weak points where forces are unevenly distributed.

At a 45-degree angle slightly above the bottom right corner of the sandcastle, there is an area about the size of a palm. The Chakra flow there is 0.1 seconds slower than in other areas, causing extremely tiny breaks in the density of the sand.

Found it.

"Open the Gate of Healing!"

"The Gate of Life Opens!"

The green steam emanating from Naruto surged instantly, distorting the surrounding air.

He didn't even make a move; he simply vanished into thin air.

In the stands.

Sasuke gripped the wooden railing tightly with both hands, his fingernails splitting open, and blood dripped down the wood grain.

The Two-Tomoe Sharingan wildly, yet it couldn't even catch the trajectory of Naruto's initial movement.

The gap has widened again!

Why?

I'm training incredibly hard every day, and I've already learned the techniques for generating power, so why is the gap still widening?

Sasuke gritted his teeth, staring intently at the center of the arena.

Orochimaru, Kazekage as the Kazekage, glanced at Sasuke.

A perfect vessel. Given the temptation of power, this kid would willingly offer his body.

Orochimaru pondered this in his mind, then focused his attention on Naruto. That Uzumaki kid was truly an uncontrollable anomaly. But that's what made it exciting.

Just as that punch was about to land, even Orochimaru felt a suffocating sensation that sent chills down his spine. This brat's physical strength was even more terrifying than it had been in the Forest of Death!

Boom!

A sonic boom erupted in the center of the arena!

When he reappeared, Naruto was already standing firmly on the lower right side of the giant sandcastle.

There were no fancy Hand Seals, and the Rasengan wasn't used.

It's pure, extreme physical violence.

Naruto twisted his waist sharply, tightening the bulging muscle fibers throughout his body. A massive amount of energy flowed through his spine, converging entirely on his right fist.

"Monster Strength ·collapse of the mountain!"

The fist, accompanied by a piercing sonic boom, struck the tiny, palm-sized weak point of Chakra with absolute brutality!

Bang—snap!

The moment the fist touched the surface of the sandcastle, time froze for half a second.

A crisp cracking sound rang out in the silent hall.

Centered on Naruto's fist, the sandcastle, which was ten times harder than steel, suddenly developed countless dense, spiderweb-like cracks.

The cracks spread wildly, instantly covering the entire ten-meter-high sphere.

Hidden in the very center of the sandcastle, Gaara is frantically refining Chakra.

Sudden.

A light came from above.

That incredibly sturdy defense was smashed open from the outside, leaving a huge hole!

A violent gale rushed in through the hole, tearing through the last Sand Armor on Gaara's face.

The sunlight streamed down, stinging Gaara's eyes, which had narrowed in terror.

Naruto stood outside the hole and slowly retracted his right fist.

Dust and sand fell from the sky.

Gaara collapsed to the ground, surrounded by scattered sand. His prized Absolute Defense couldn't even last three seconds against that fist.

"A monster..."

Gaara's lips trembled.

Naruto looked down at him from his elevated position.

"I told you so." Naruto cracked his right wrist, making a snapping sound. "In this exam hall, the only one who can be called a monster is me."

He lifted his leg and stepped into the hole in the sandcastle.

A huge shadow completely enveloped Gaara, who was slumped on the ground.