"Why is it useless?"
Hyuga Zetsu looked at his hands, still in the seal-forming posture, then looked up at Aokawa, who was completely unharmed.
For the first time, his brain encountered a situation it couldn't comprehend.
Not enough Chakra?
Impossible!
To ensure success, he had just mobilized a third of the Chakra in his body!
Was the Curse Seal formed incorrectly?
It was possible!
Under years of rule, the Branch House members were now timid and submissive when facing the Main House!
The Caged Bird Seal was rarely used, so he hadn't paid much attention when learning it.
He never expected to stumble on this.
He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart, trying to maintain the dignity of a Main House young master.
He slowly lowered his hands, a stiff sneer squeezing onto his face.
"Against trash like you, why would I need to use the Caged Bird Seal?"
"I just wanted to see your capacity; it seems it's nothing more than this."
Hyuga Zetsu spoke while quietly finding a way to save face.
He scanned the surrounding Branch House Ninjas with their strange looks, and his shame and indignation grew even stronger.
He pointed at Aokawa and shouted sternly, "Since you refuse to be disciplined, then we'll settle this by the Hyuga Clan's rules."
"Men, take him down!"
The command was issued, but there was only dead silence around.
Those Branch House Ninjas just stood there blankly, looking at each other; not a single person stepped forward.
Their logic told them to obey the Main House.
But this bizarre scene before them—the Caged Bird Seal that failed to activate—was like invisible hands choking their actions.
"Useless!"
"A bunch of useless trash!"
Hyuga Zetsu trembled with rage, his face turning bright red.
He turned to the two Main House guards he had brought behind him and roared, "You two, go!"
"Yes, Young Master Zetsu."
The two guards, who had been silent, stepped out in response.
The surrounding Branch House Ninjas felt a chill in their hearts.
They recognized these two; they were among the top talents in Gentle Fist from the Branch House, which was why they were eligible to be chosen for the Main House as personal guards.
To enhance their combat power, the Main House would even make exceptions to teach them some Secret Techniques, making their strength far exceed that of an ordinary Branch House Jonin.
As expected.
As soon as the two appeared, their Aura was completely different.
Without wasting words, they instantly activated their Byakugan, their figures crossing as they pounced toward Aokawa from the left and right.
"Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms!"
The whistling wind of the palms wove a dense, airtight net, cutting off all of Aokawa's escape routes.
The surrounding Branch House Ninjas watched with racing hearts.
Judging by the purity and power of this palm technique alone, they knew none of them could match it.
However, facing this thunderous joint attack, Aokawa just stood calmly in place.
He didn't even activate his Byakugan.
Just as the palm winds of the two guards were about to reach him, he moved.
No complicated Moves, no flashy footwork.
Just a step forward.
Then, a punch.
A simple, unadorned straight punch met the dense palm shadows of the guard on the left.
Bang!
Fist and palm collided, producing a dull, heavy sound.
That guard's expression changed drastically; he felt an irresistible force coming from the opponent's fist. His proud Sixty-Four Palms power was instantly crushed like paper.
The bones of his entire arm were wailing.
He flew back uncontrollably, smashing heavily against the wall of the Barracks.
One punch!
Only one punch!
Before everyone could react from the shock.
Aokawa's figure turned like a ghost, dodging the attack of the guard on the right, and delivered a straight punch in the same manner.
Bang!
Another dull thud.
The second guard followed in his companion's footsteps, flying backward at an even faster speed, falling to the ground and clutching his chest, unable to get up for a long time.
Three or four rounds?
No.
Two rounds, two straight punches.
The battle was over.
Silence.
The entire camp fell into a dead silence.
All the Branch House Ninjas' eyes widened as if they had seen a miracle.
Those were Main House guards! Elites among the Branch House!
Just like that... taken down in two punches?
"Hard Fist..."
Hyuga Zetsu's pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints; he recognized this style of attack.
He then seemed to grasp at a straw, mocking loudly.
"And here I thought you had some real skill!"
"So you've abandoned the noble Gentle Fist of the Hyuga and learned the Hard Fist used by barbarians!"
"Don't think that defeating two of my guards is anything special!"
"In daily training, they can't even take a single Move from me!"
The more Hyuga Zetsu spoke, the more he believed it, and the panic on his face was replaced by a surge of arrogance.
"Today, I'll show you trash what real Gentle Fist looks like!"
As his voice fell.
Hyuga Zetsu's Byakugan suddenly activated, veins bulging at the corners of his eyes.
He clenched both fists, and two massive, pure blue-purple Chakras burst from his fists, condensing into two lifelike lion heads!
"Gentle Step Twin Lion Fists!"
The surrounding Branch House Ninjas let out a cry of surprise.
The supreme Secret Technique of the Main House!
This was a Profound Truth that only geniuses among the Main House direct line could possibly master!
Seeing the shocked looks of the crowd, a hint of pride finally returned to Hyuga Zetsu's face.
He looked at Aokawa with contempt.
"Let this trash feel what the Peak of the Hyuga Clan truly is!"
After speaking, he stomped his foot and turned into an afterimage, waving those two lion-shaped Chakras as he pounced fiercely.
Looking at the aggressive Hyuga Zetsu, Aokawa softly uttered four words.
"All form, no substance."
He slowly extended his right hand, a ball of bright blue Chakra appearing in his palm.
The next instant.
Hum!
That ball of Chakra suddenly exploded, turning into countless Chakra Needles as thin as ox hairs, shooting toward Hyuga Zetsu like a rainstorm.
It was so fast that people couldn't react in time!
Hyuga Zetsu only felt his vision blur.
The two majestic Chakra lions on his hands were like balloons being popped, instantly extinguishing and dissipating into nothingness.
Losing the support of the power, he could only rely on momentum, stumbling his way in front of Aokawa.
A strong, powerful hand directly clamped onto his neck.
Lifting him entirely off the ground.
Hyuga Zetsu's feet kicked wildly in the air, and his hands tried hard to pry away that iron-like hand, but he couldn't budge it at all.
The feeling of suffocation turned his handsome face the color of pig liver.
Aokawa looked at the struggling Hyuga Zetsu in his hand and spoke flatly.
"You didn't actually think your two guards were giving their all when training with you, did you?"
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