【Naruto】Hyuga Neji’s Beautiful Life

The 27th secret meeting of the separation family was officially held. The Byakugan Barrier, which has attracted nearly a hundred people, is still a bit reluctant. It is also the first time that participants are allowed to bring out their memories. So, the long line has been released, where are the fish?

A classmate I hadn’t seen in three years stopped coming after a week. Every morning when my name was called, it was because I was on sick leave. When I came to school again, it was the day of the final exam.

"Tenten, Hinata-kun is here." Tenten's girl in the same position poked the girl in the cheongsam with her finger and pointed at Neji who was walking in at the door. After not seeing each other for a few days, he seemed to have become paler and more transparent.

"Yes." The girl nodded, not caring much, and her deskmate stopped asking for trouble and turned around to talk to others.

If it weren't for the exam, Neji wouldn't have planned to come that day. On the one hand, it was due to physical reasons, but more importantly, it was the current situation of the separation family.

I don't know what switch has been turned on in the past few days, and they are constantly looking for excuses for the next riot. The members of the branch family that Neji pulled into the barrier are still in a peaceful stage, but there is also a tendency to be mobilized.

What was mixed into Hinata's house?

All current branch families can be found on the family tree, and some branch families appear to have Byakugan but cannot be pulled into the Byakugan barrier! When they put it in, they should have thought that the Byakugan could not be forged just by changing it. So, why?

There are often two reasons for this situation. One is that the opponent's pupil power exceeds your own, and the other is that the opponent does not have a white eye.

But now the Byakugan Barrier is not known to everyone, and not everyone can use it. The only way to find out whether the Byakugan is true or not is by opening the eyes, and it may not be possible by luck.

The tree roots protruding from the joints grew in the darkness, stretching out the leaves toward the sun and flourishing, while the rot of the roots took away all vitality.

This refers to the Hyuga family or perhaps the Leaf Village.

The exam began soon, with the written test first. Neji still looked absent-minded and his mind was filled with all the bad things going on in the Hinata family. To say they were bad things was an understatement. Calculation, utilitarianism, seeking power, no matter how big or small, no matter how old or young, if there is no strong enough protection, from the moment you step into this muddy water, it will be no different from muddy water.

Neji smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly. The questions were not difficult, just the knowledge in the textbooks. If you remember it and read it, you will get points. But the last question caught Neji's attention.

"Why do you want to be a ninja?"

Neji's face darkened. He didn't want to answer this question. He could have written down some common reasons at will, but he couldn't move his arm and leave traces on the paper.

"Why become a ninja?"

"Why do you want to become a ninja..."

"why?"

……

"Ding!"

"That's it!"

The tutor's strong and powerful voice sounded, and his rough hands took away the test paper, and the written test ended here.

The actual combat exam starts in the afternoon. The content of the actual combat is different every year. Sometimes it is an examination of ninjutsu, sometimes it is a grading of sparring, or taijutsu or illusion.

The topic has not yet been announced. The students gathered on the training ground, three or two, holding various lunch boxes, talking and laughing. The sun is not very bright and is just blocked by the surrounding tall trees. It is the winter season and the leaves have not fallen yet, so the remaining three or two spots of sunlight are shining through the gaps.

The boy with thick eyebrows looked a little different from the last time I saw him. He still had thick eyebrows and tacky and ridiculous pigtails, but his expression was different.

"I will definitely become a ninja!!!"

Wearing a white coat, he ran around the training ground. As he ran, he let out loud and shameful shouts. His face was flushed and spittle flew everywhere. When Neji saw it, he couldn't help but want to laugh.

He was carefree. Neji also heard about this boy, and the adults in the separated family always looked very sorry.

"He is a good boy..."

"Pity."

Rock Lee cannot convert chakra into ninjutsu. In other words, he cannot use any ninjutsu or genjutsu.

What kind of ninja is he if he can't use ninjutsu and genjutsu?

Neji couldn't help but sneer. He saw himself in the way he tried so hard but couldn't change anything. He didn't know whether he was laughing at the boy with thick eyebrows or at himself.

The boy seemed to have heard it. He glared at Neji angrily, curled his lips, stamped his feet, and continued running in circles with an angry look on his face.

"I will definitely become a ninja!!!"

It was louder than the sound just now.

The tutor arrived belatedly when the sun went down. He held a board with the morning test papers pressed underneath.

"Sorry, sorry, I'm late."

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked apologetic. The students didn't care and gathered around him.

"It's okay, Mr. Yamada. Rather than this, please announce the questions for this practical exam as soon as possible!"

"Yeah yeah!"

Yamada sweated again, narrowed his eyes, and stood up straight.

"So, the title of this practical exam is, battle."

"The classmate whose name was called comes forward."

The students naturally moved out of the way of the training ground. Neji stood in the shadows with his arms folded, waiting for the teacher to call his name.

When ninjas compete, they must form the seal of opposition before the beginning and the seal of reconciliation at the end. Even children in the reserve force like them are no exception.

"The first group, Shinobu Ishiyama versus Akira Kurihara."

The two little boys had a somewhat immature fight. At this age, throwing ninja tools at people was not allowed, so they only had the children's taijutsu with obvious personal habits and the most basic substitute techniques.

"Second Group……"

Yamada kept writing something on the plywood. Neji observed that it should be judged from the standard level of the movements, the speed and proficiency of the seals, etc., and it was not directly related to the outcome.

"The fourth group, Rock Lee, versus Hyuga Neji."

This is really a narrow road between enemies.

Moreover, the teacher's intention was too obvious. When he called the boy with thick eyebrows a loser in private, no one heard him. It's hard to say whether it was malicious or not. After all, everyone called him that.

A little loser who doesn't know how to use ninjutsu, versus a sick and under-appreciated young master from a separate family.

The young man with thick eyebrows stood up on the field aggressively and assumed a sumo wrestling posture, his fighting spirit overflowing.

"I'll beat you! And become a ninja!"

The boy is getting excited. It is estimated that the excitement only happened in the past two days. Some kind person added fuel to his anger. But, classmate, defeating me and your becoming a ninja have nothing to do with each other.

"Hmph, then come and give it a try."

Neji was a little irritated. He saw in this boy too much of the powerlessness he had experienced. Waking him up was like waking up his past, present, and perhaps future self who had the hope of changing his destiny.

"So, initially it was the Seal of Opposition."

Two small hands, one black and one white, folded together to complete the seal of opposition, and then, with thick eyebrows, he shouted loudly, but before he finished speaking.

"what…"

"Bagua Kongzhang!"

The boy's braid turned several times in the air before he finally stopped and fainted on the ground.

"Humph."

Under the coercion of the teacher's eyes, Neji reluctantly grabbed the unconscious boy's hand and formed a seal of reconciliation with himself.

Teachers and classmates: Who said a young master from a separated family can’t do it? ? ?

not me.