"You're asking to die."
The moment Anyo said those words, the aloof Neji lost his composure. Chakra surged within him, and he shot toward Anyo like a streak of lightning.
"Gentle Fist, Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms!"
Neji stood upon what resembled a circular Eight Trigrams diagram, locking firmly onto Anyo. His palms carried immensely powerful chakra as he attacked Anyo's entire body, striking so rapidly that the naked eye could barely follow.
Anyo drifted backward like willow fluff. His movements were hardly large, yet he managed to evade every one of Neji's attacks by the narrowest margin.
"How is that possible?" Neji was stunned. Since he had grasped this palm technique on his own, this was the first time anyone had countered it like this.
"A taijutsu ninja like Rock Lee and Teacher Guy? So you don't need much chakra. But if you think that alone gives you the right to provoke me, you're underestimating me."
Veins bulged on Neji's face as he formed hand seals. "Byakugan!"
Under these eyes' perception, I'll see through everything about you. Next time, you won't dodge so easily.
Neji took a deep breath and poured chakra into his hands. Invisible air took shape in his palms, and he used ultrafast palm strikes to attack Anyo's vital points. The compressed air contained his own chakra, forming a medium-range attack.
Not only that, Neji unleashed palm strikes in succession, sealing off every space Anyo could dodge into. His body followed close behind as he resolved to end the fight as quickly as possible.
Clang...
A blade rang out. A shadow of death swept over the attacking Neji's heart, followed by an impact against his forehead as a sharp force struck his forehead protector directly.
"What is this?"
Neji forcibly halted his advance, his eyes filled with