The reception hall of the Hyuga Main Family's ruling line erupted into chaos. Nothing like this had ever happened before.
Neji charged forward with fists that would change his fate. Even more unbreakable than his fists was his conviction.
Even after Hyuga Hiashi unleashed the Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms, Neji's blackened fists kept striking without pause.
Hiashi barely managed to block another twenty-odd blows, but in the end, he could not withstand Neji's strongest strike in Sage Mode.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!
"Argh!"
Neji swung his arms wildly. His attacks fell like a storm, pounding his uncle again and again.
"Pfft!"
Blood sprayed from Hiashi's mouth. Every chakra point in his body was damaged in that instant.
At last, Neji clenched his fist and drove it straight forward. It tore through the air like a train and slammed into Hiashi's chest, sending him flying.
"He won!"
Behind Neji stood the Branch Family Ninja. They had watched with eager anticipation, but none of them had truly been confident.
Neji was a prodigy, but he was still a child who had only just graduated.
In the end, the one thing that had allowed them to believe in Neji was Kazan's reputation as the Ghost God.
Especially in recent years, every child who had emerged from the Forest of Death had proved extraordinary.
More than Neji, they had believed in Kazan's invincible reputation. They had believed he could work miracles.
And Neji had truly done it.
Years ago, Neji had declared that he would change the Hyuga Clan, only for his father to say, "Lord Kazan, I forgot to bring Neji's formula." The boy's face had turned so red he had wanted to crawl into a hole.
Now, with his own two fists, he had shaken traditions the Hyuga Clan had upheld