Naruto: Reincarnated as a Demon King

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The ancient Eight Trigrams symbol appeared beneath Ten's feet, marking the activation of the Hyūga Clan's Gentle Fist technique Eight Trigrams Palms!

This was the domain of his attack range and Raiden was already inside it!

"You're dead!"

As Ten took his stance, some knowledgeable spectators immediately recognized the power behind his move.

Even though this was only the basic Eight Palms technique, it was part of the Hyūga Clan's secret arts, passed down within the Main Family. The true version of Eight Trigrams Sixty-Four Palms was a legendary skill!

By striking sixty-four tenketsu points, it could completely seal an opponent's chakra, rendering them powerless.

The high-speed consecutive strikes could even pierce through trees. A human's chakra network was far more fragile than wood there was no way anyone could endure it!

"The Hyūga kid is insane! He's already mastered the Eight Trigrams chain strikes!"

"That bull-headed freak is done for. I doubt he'll even survive this."

"Tch, freaks like him are just a waste of space. Better off dead."

The spectators sneered, glancing between Ten and Raiden.

A strange-looking outcast versus a genius from Konoha's Hyūga Clan.

Naturally, the crowd favoured Ten. Under countless watchful eyes, he moved!

With a single step, Ten charged into Raiden's space. Chakra surged to his fingertips as he delivered a rapid flurry of strikes to Raiden's chest.

"Two Palms!"

"Four Palms!"

"Eight Palms!"

BAM! BAM! BAM!

The attacks connected in a seamless chain of blows.

The crowd barely kept up. By the time they reacted, Ten had already completed the technique.

"It's over! Too fast, I couldn't even see it!"

"Why is that freak still standing?"

"Maybe he hasn't realized he's dead yet."

The crowd chattered, but none of them understood what had truly happened.

Ten stared at his own trembling hands, his eyes filled with horror.

His fingers were ruined.

His left hand might still recover, but his right?

It was completely crippled.

His fingers had already been badly fractured earlier, and he had forcefully reset them just to keep fighting.

Now, after a second impact, there was no saving them.

"What… what is that black flame?"

The moment Ten attacked, Raiden's chakra surged within his body.

A layer of Black Flames immediately wrapped around his chest and stomach, covering his vital points.

Ten was indeed fast so fast that Raiden couldn't dodge in time.

But since dodging was impossible, he simply let the guy hit him!

From behind, it looked as if Raiden stood motionless, taking every single hit.

But in reality, Ten's fingers had shattered against the unbreakable Black Flames!

Even striking wood the wrong way could break a finger.

Let alone steel.

Let alone diamond.

And let alone the indestructible Black Flames!

By the time Ten finished his Eight Palms, his fingers were crippled beyond repair.

Pain pulsed through him like lightning, cold sweat drenching his back. His vision blurred, his head spinning.

He was at his limit.

And then—

A chilling voice whispered in his ear.

"Are you done?"

"Because now it's my turn."

Ten's entire body stiffened.

His head jerked up in horror, pupils shrinking to pinpoints.

In his blurring vision, a hand loomed closer, Raiden was not the type to show mercy. His motto had always been:

"If you don't mess with me, I won't mess with you."

"But if you do mess with me… I'll break you."

He didn't hold back. With full power, his flaming hand swung straight at Ten's face.

BAM!

The moment Raiden's palm connected, Ten's head snapped sideways—

His white eyes bulged, his cheeks flushed deep red before swelling like a balloon.

"I don't have fancy clan techniques!"

"This one's called—"

"TAKE MY PALM!"

SMACK!

Raiden's palm barely made contact for a second, Yet Ten spun like a top, sent flying like a human cannonball and as he soared Two white objects twirled mid-air before landing in the dirt.

Two bloodstained teeth.

Ten's front teeth.

Now rolling on the ground, covered in a layer of dust and sand.

BOOM!

With a thunderous crash, Ten's body smashed into a shop twenty meters away.

The remaining Hyūga boys, still frozen in shock, only reacted after hearing the explosion-like impact.

"Ten!!"

Their faces paled, and they rushed toward the wreckage But as they got closer, they hesitated.

Where was the once-proud, talented Ten?

All they saw was a swollen-faced, drooling mess. Blood and saliva mixed together, dripping down his chin and neck, soaking into his white kimono.

A disgusting sight.

None of them wanted to touch him.

Not only because it was gross, but because they weren't medics.

With injuries this bad, moving him could make things worse.

But—

They couldn't just leave him like this!

If they did nothing, their Hyūga Clan's reputation would be in shambles!

After exchanging glances, the four remaining Hyūga boys turned toward Raiden.

SWOOSH!

The four Genin spread out, forming a tight formation, attacking Raiden from four directions at once.

Raiden narrowed his eyes.

His gaze turned completely cold.

"So this is the noble Hyūga Clan?"

"Ganging up on one guy, huh?"

"One pig or four pigs makes no difference to me."

Even against Guy, he had charged in headfirst.

What could a few Hyūga Genin do?

If they wanted a fight—

Then they'd get one But before the battle could begin—

"STOP!"

A thunderous voice roared.

A figure flickered into the battlefield, releasing a massive burst of chakra, sending all four Hyūga flying.

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