*Bang!*
Satori Hyūga's palm came crashing down, leaving a heavy, chakra-infused palm strike on Hiashi Hyūga, breaking through his defenses.
Hiashi staggered backward and collapsed to the ground after only a few steps.
Clutching the injured spot, he angrily pushed himself up, ready to fight again.
"That's not the Gentle Fist at all—it's more like the Steel Fist!"
Hiashi glared furiously at Satori, gritting his teeth.
The Hyūga clan's Gentle Fist, when combined with the Byakugan, could see through an opponent's meridians and pressure points filled with chakra, inflicting internal injuries via precise meridian-targeting strikes.
In contrast, the Steel Fist relied on brute force and explosive power to shatter bones, tear muscles, and leave enemies bloodied and broken.
Satori's earlier sudden burst reminded Hiashi of the Steel Fist.
It clearly didn't feel like the Gentle Fist at all.
"You don't understand the principle of combining softness with strength? It combines the unpredictable nature of the Gentle Fist with the fierce aggression of the Steel Fist."
Looking at Hiashi and the other Hyūga members, Satori boasted aloud, "You can learn it too—for two thousand taels of silver per person."
"Hmph! Who in their right mind would want to learn your twisted version of the Gentle Fist?" Hiashi snapped angrily.
"The Gentle Fist is the strongest technique in the Hyūga clan!"
Scrambling back to his feet, he charged forward once more, resuming the Gentle Fist stance.
But Satori didn't intend to give him a second chance. He merely raised a finger.
A flick of the finger—*Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!*
Bursts of chakra-laced qi slammed into key pressure points all over Hiashi's body, immediately neutralizing any resistance from him.
Letting out a pained cry, Hiashi collapsed onto the ground, his eyes bulging with veins popping out as his blood vessels twisted and writhed beneath his skin like earthworms.
The sight was utterly agonizing.
All members of the Hyūga clan—whether from the Main House or the Branch House—recoiled in fear.
"Brother, are you okay?!" Hizashi Hyūga shouted, shoving through the crowd and rushing to check on Hiashi's condition.
After all, they were actual blood brothers, and they hadn't fallen out yet.
Their relationship had never been perfect, but it hadn't yet reached the stage of life-or-death hatred.
Besides, Hizashi's son Neji hadn't even been born yet, so any deep bitterness between them hadn't taken root.
Seeing his own brother suffer like this sent Hizashi reeling.
"Satori Hyūga! What did you do to Hiashi? Release him right now!"
Hizashi glared fiercely at Satori, his gaze sharp and his tone aggressive.
*Clap. Clap. Clap.*
Satori casually clapped his hands together, a smug grin spreading across his face.
"Truly admirable, you two—nothing beats the bond between blood brothers."
Satori's words caused Hizashi's expression to flicker briefly, though he quickly regained composure.
"Hiashi is the young master of the Hyūga clan! He mustn't come to harm—you'd better undo whatever you've done immediately!"
"Chill out, chill out. It's just a little pain from hitting a few specific pressure points with controlled bursts of chakra."
Satori extended his hand once more and released another flick of the Finger Qi, striking several key pressure points on Hiashi's body.
The Hyūga clan's meridian-targeting techniques were highly refined, and when paired with the Byakugan, allowed for preemptive insight into an enemy's meridians.
Having mastered these techniques himself, Satori had recalled the [Shen Si Fu] from his past life—the signature technique of the Xiaoyao Sect's Heavenly Child Elder.
He channeled his inner energy into a thin shard of ice and injected it into specific pressure points on a person's body.
Once activated, it could drive one to wish for death rather than endure life.
Satori Hyūga tried to control it using chakra, but chakra and inner energy were clearly two distinct power systems.
Chakra, or rather, Satori had yet to achieve the level of exquisite control required to dominate others like the Shen Si Fu.
However, he had identified key spots. Striking them would induce unbearable pain, overloading the limits of human nerve response.
Just hitting several specific acupoints could inflict extreme agony upon someone.
Even hardworking ninja with high endurance and strong perseverance would suffer intensely if hit in the right spots.
Hiashi Hyūga was exactly such a case.
This was the first time he'd ever felt pain that came from the depths of his soul.
A man who always aimed to become the clan leader and kept his expressions and outward appearance under strict control had finally cracked.
Sniveling and teary-eyed, he looked utterly pitiful.
"Brother, don't be afraid. It's alright now," Hizashi Hyūga said, looking at Hiashi's pitiful condition with sympathy.
After all, they were still blood brothers, connected by the bond of siblings.
Hiashi slowly caught his breath, leaning in his younger brother's arms as he began to recover.
His younger brother's broad chest offered refuge to his wounded spirit. It also served as a shelter—a place to hide from failure and avoid the world.
Just then, a voice dripping with arrogance cut through the air.
"The Hyūga Clan's young master actually started crying? What a shame. You're disgracing Konoha's two great Dojutsu clans."
Several striking young men and women, their features sharp and symmetrical—black hair, black eyes, flawless pale skin—crossed their arms arrogantly as they approached from the side.
They wore the traditional attire of the Uchiha Clan, marked with the iconic fan symbol of the Uchiha, surprisingly handsome and exuding a cold, proud aura.
Their stunning looks and enigmatic presence drew countless glances.
Satori Hyūga also noticed the group—they looked like they had stepped straight out of a protagonist's arc.
The Hyūga Clan was also a prestigious family in Konoha, nobles of the Land of Fire known for their refined appearances.
Under the family's influence and upbringing, they naturally carried themselves with aristocratic grace.
Yet compared to the Uchiha Clan, they were slightly inferior.
Each member of the Uchiha Clan exuded an almost otherworldly charm, whether strikingly beautiful or captivatingly handsome, with that cool and restrained aura that made them irresistibly captivating.
The leader appeared a few years older than Satori, standing at the forefront with a look of arrogance and indifference.
He regarded Hiashi with a flicker of disdain in his eyes.
Hiashi raised his pale eyes to glance at the newcomers. Upon recognizing the figure, his pale eyes flickered, and a chilling aura spread around him.
"Fugaku Uchiha, this is an internal matter of the Hyūga Clan. Don't drag our families into it."
Fugaku Uchiha, the young master of the Uchiha Clan, was a prodigy who awakened his Sharingan at the age of eight.
Compared to this generation of Hyūga like Satori and Hiashi, Fugaku was a little older and significantly more powerful.
Rumors even circulated that he had already requested to leave the academy to take missions directly on the battlefield.
Ignoring the visibly agitated Hiashi, Fugaku turned his gaze toward Satori.
In Fugaku's eyes, Satori must have possessed true strength to defeat Hiashi, the Hyūga heir.
As a ninja, gathering intelligence was second nature to him.
At this time, he had not yet become the clan head, tasked with mending ties between the Uchiha and Konoha.
Right now, he was bursting with youthful energy and self-assurance.
Even the young master of the Hyūga clan—one of Konoha's revered dojutsu clans—wasn't someone he particularly respected.
Satori Hyūga—who had bested Hiashi Hyūga in battle—caught his attention even more.
Just as he was observing Satori Hyūga, something happened that left him seething.
Satori deliberately ignored Fugaku Uchiha's gaze and walked straight into the midst of the Uchiha members.
He stared boldly, his eyes burning with fascination, at a young Uchiha girl.
Though still very young, she already possessed extraordinary beauty—clearly destined to blossom into a breathtaking woman.
Once grown, she would surely become an unmatched beauty—one whose allure could shake nations.
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