The Fourth Raikage's body was as hard as stone and steel. Neji's bladed fingers struck him without drawing a drop of blood.
Instead, lightning coursed from the Raikage's body along the blades, wracking Neji with pain. His hands even smelled scorched.
By the time he finished the Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms, Neji had retreated some distance away. His hands hung at his sides, trembling uncontrollably.
The Fourth Raikage looked at Neji with contempt and snorted.
"The Hyuga Clan has no business fighting. You're only useful for reconnaissance. You'd be better off handing over your Byakugan."
"Never! My father died at Kumogakure's hands. I'll avenge him today, no matter what!"
As Neji spoke, he gathered Chakra in his hands. He had learned a little Medical Ninjutsu from Karin and could now heal his hands himself, allowing him to keep fighting.
"Your father?" A cruel smile crossed the Fourth Raikage's face.
"You mean Hizashi Hyuga, the one Konoha delivered to us in person? We couldn't use his Byakugan, but we finished studying his body long ago and threw it away."
"You bastard! Die!"
Neji roared and charged at the Fourth Raikage again, only for a wall of sand to rise suddenly in his path.
"Sand Burial!"
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Behind him, Gaara spoke coldly and slapped both hands against the ground. The earth beneath the Fourth Raikage and the Kumogakure Ninja suddenly became a whirlpool of sand.
Everyone's feet immediately sank into it, and the sand wound tightly around them.
The Fourth Raikage snorted again. Lightning erupted from his body, blasting away the sand around his feet, and he flashed toward Gaara.
The Kumogakure Ninja behind him had no such ability.