Black knuckle dusters were worn on slender, fair fingers.
This creates a strong sense of contrast, full of violent aesthetics.
Seeing that Hinata not only did not forfeit,
Instead, he put on a pair of weapons that looked like those used by street thugs in fights.
Neji's anger was completely ignited.
"A laughable struggle."
"As the main branch of the Hyuga Main Family, they have actually abandoned the noble Gentle Fist and resorted to such a crude weapon."
"It seems you are not only a weakling, but also a disgrace to the Hyuga Clan!"
Neji snorted coldly, veins bulging around his Byakugan, his pure white pupils reflecting a chilling killing intent.
He shifted his feet and used a footwork unique to the Hyuga Clan.
He moved like a ghost, instantly closing in on Hinata.
" Gentle Fist: Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms!"
Neji, showing no mercy whatsoever.
He planned to use the most cruel method to seal all of Hinata's Chakra points.
He wanted to turn her into a complete cripple, so that he could prove his damned "fatalism" to everyone.
This proves that even after the Branch Family, the Main Family can still be trampled underfoot!
However.
Just as Neji's fingertips, carrying a sharp, swift force, were about to strike Hinata's pressure point on her chest...
In the stands.
"Hey, hey, is the microphone broken?"
Kenya's lazy voice, which carried a strong sense of smugness.
The sound rang out again through the huge loudspeakers in the training hall.
"Um... that kid down there named Neji."
"Stop for a moment."
The sudden broadcast.
This left everyone in the room stunned.
Even the chief examiner, Gekko Hayate, was dumbfounded. This was a formal competition; how could the sponsors arbitrarily stop it?
Moreover, stopping things at this time is against the rules!
Neji's movements were also forced to pause for a moment.
His deadly fingertip stopped less than an inch from Hinata's chest.
He angrily raised his head, glaring at Kenya in the VIP seats, his eyes practically spitting fire.
"What are you trying to do now?!"
"This is my battle, an internal strife within the Hyuga Clan. It's none of your business, an outsider, interfering!"
Faced with Neji's roar, Kenya simply picked at his ear leisurely.
"I'm saving you, silly boy."
Kenya leaned against the railing, holding a microphone, his tone filled with sympathy and helplessness.
"You're so young, how come your mind is full of paranoia?"
"What Main Family forced the Branch Family to their deaths? What do you mean, the injustice of fate?"
"You have to cripple a little girl in the ring to prove yourself."
Kenya pursed his lips, his expression one of utter disdain.
"Don't pull this stunt, your father, Hizashi, isn't dead at all."
Upon hearing this statement...
The once noisy martial arts hall seemed to have been Shizune.
A deathly silence fell instantly.
Everyone stared wide-eyed, unable to believe their ears.
You could hear even the sound of a pin dropping.
Is Hizashi Hyuga dead?!
How is that possible!
The incident involving the Kumogakure delegation back then caused quite a stir.
As the head of the Branch Family, Hizashi sacrificed himself in place of Hiashi, the head of the Main Family, to Kumogakure.
This is an undeniable fact known to the Konoha High Command and all the major clans.
Even the funeral was a grand affair.
It was after that that Neji's personality became twisted, and he firmly believed that fate could not be changed.
Now, this man actually dares to say in front of the whole village that Hizashi isn't dead?!
"What... what nonsense are you spouting?!"
Neji's voice trembled, and his usually cold and stern face was now contorted with extreme shock.
His pure white eyes were filled with disbelief, anger, and a deep sense of fear.
He was afraid.
Fear of the hatred, prejudice, and beliefs I've harbored over the past few years.
Could this moment turn into a huge joke?
Why would I lie to you? I don't have any money to pay.
Kenya rolled his eyes and blew into the microphone.
"Your father was treated like a pawn by those bastards in Konoha's higher-ups and sent to the Land of Land of Lightning."
"I just happened to run into them."
"I didn't like those few Kumogakure from Kurozumi, so I just killed them."
Kenya spoke casually, as if he had only stepped on a few ants on the roadside, and did not take killing the Kumogakure elites seriously at all.
"Your father is alive and well, lying on a deserted island in my Land of Waves."
"They provide me with the best food and drink every Tenten, and I even go for a morning run with my foreman who's in charge of the construction work."
"Yesterday he ate a giant sea monster that I caught myself, and he even bragged that the grilled meat was more satisfying than Ichiraku Ramen."
Kenya's words.
It was like a thunderous roar that shook the heavens and the earth.
Caught completely off guard, it struck Neji squarely on the top of his head.
"No... it's impossible..."
"That's absolutely impossible!"
Neji's legs buckled, and he slipped on the flat training ground.
I almost fell flat on my backside!
His "theory of destiny," which he always took pride in and which he considered unshakeable.
At this moment, it's as if it's made of glass.
Kenya's simple and brutal sentence completely crushed him!
His father isn't dead?
Not only is his father not dead, but he's also eating barbecue Tenten and going for morning runs with others on a deserted island overseas?!
So all these years, his hatred for the Main Family and his resentment towards Hinata...
Every night, I grit my teeth and practice Gentle Fist.
He even prepared to kill his own cousin on this stage, just to prove that fate is irreversible.
All of this.
What was it all for?!
At this moment, the gears of fate did not turn.
Instead, it was as if several tons of rusty scrap metal had gotten stuck inside, causing it to jam instantly and even emitting thick black smoke.
Seeing Neji's comical appearance, where his worldview had completely collapsed and he was questioning the meaning of life.
The examinees in the audience, and even some of the team leaders, Jonin.
They couldn't help but hold back their laughter.
This plot twist was more unexpected than even the most brilliant comedy movie.
What conspiracy, what destiny, what deep-seated hatred?
The phrase "eating barbecue Tenten " completely transforms into a hilarious farce.
At this moment.
On the other side of the stands.
The Third Hokage Hiruzen Sarutobi, was originally sitting upright in his chair, ready to watch the infighting within the Hyuga Clan.
And Hyuga Hiashi, the Hyuga Clan, who has always felt guilty about his younger brother's death and has a solemn expression.
The two of them heard the news the moment they did.
The Third Hokage and Hiashi fell straight off their chairs from the stands.