Chapter 150: 150. Danzo

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Tsunade cracked her knuckles with a grin. "Finally, you’re taking the gloves off. I was starting to get bored."

[Shunpo]—

Neji blurred forward with an explosive burst of speed. His palm struck out, leaving a deep crater in the ground.

Tsunade had already evaded, landing lightly a few meters away. Her eyes narrowed slightly. "Was that the Eight Trigrams Palm?"

"No," Neji replied, stepping forward, the air around his hand subtly distorted. "Just raw power."

Indeed he wasn’t using Gentle Fist techniques. This was a hybrid of enhanced strength, [Rankyaku] (Tempest Kick), and [Shigan] (Finger Gun), drawn from the Rokushiki combat style.

Another strike!

A shockwave erupted outward, crashing against the earth. Tsunade’s eyes sharpened.

"Open!"

She raised her palm and brought it down. The ground cracked and split open like a seismic fissure racing toward Neji.

He met it head-on. One stomp.

BOOM!

The terrain heaved like waves, the collision sending tremors through the field. Debris exploded into the air.

The two fighters blurred in and out of sight as the landscape shattered under their blows. What looked like brute-force chaos was, in fact, a symphony of advanced chakra control.

Nearby, Shizune and Sakura stood slack-jawed.

"...Are they tearing the place down?" Sakura muttered.

"Incredible..." Shizune whispered. "And this is just a training match?"

Each strike was calculated. Each block, a masterclass in micro chakra control. Both Tsunade and Neji weren’t just brawling they were demonstrating precision-engineered violence.

Medical ninjas had to understand the human body at its most fundamental level. Tsunade had fused that knowledge with power long ago. But Neji? He had mastered something more [Life Return] a technique that let him control every fiber of his being, down to the cell.

He could adjust force, momentum, and body movement mid-fight with chilling accuracy. While Tsunade fought from instinct, Neji executed through deliberate design.

The clash of fists reached a crescendo.

BOOM!

The entire field seemed to implode as both warriors exchanged their final blows.

Tsunade stepped back, shaking her hand. "What the hell are you made of, steel?"

She hadn’t held back. And yet, Neji had endured.

He dusted himself off and pulled a new shirt over his bruised torso.

"Part of my training," he said nonchalantly. "Eight Gates can’t be mastered without a body that’s built like reinforced iron."

Tsunade snorted. "No kidding. At this rate, monster strength might suit you better than it does me."

She waved a hand. "Get lost, kid. I’ve got an actual student to teach."

Neji blinked. "Really? Just like that?"

He sighed. ’Use and discard, huh? Women☕...’

Still, mission complete. He gave a polite nod to Shizune and Sakura, then turned and headed back toward the village.

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He stopped near the edge of the residential zone. His eyes narrowed.

He was surrounded.

So... Root finally made a move.

It wasn’t a surprise. Ever since Tsunade had started implementing Neji’s proposed power-structure reforms based on a plan he’d discussed with Shikamaru Root’s authority had begun to crumble.

The clans supported Tsunade. Her backing for Neji had only grown stronger. Danzo had lost too much ground.

Time to flush the rat out.

"Neji Hyuga," one of the masked Root agents said coldly. "Lord Danzo requests your presence."

Their tone was formal. No threats. No violence.

Good. They still respected the weight of his name.

"...Fine. Lead the way."

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They guided him through a labyrinth of tunnels beneath Konoha’s surface, deep into Root’s hidden compound.

The air was damp. The corridors, claustrophobic.

Eventually, they stopped at a sealed chamber.

Inside was the man himself Danzo Shimura. Pale, with half his face wrapped in bandages. The man who had orchestrated the Uchiha massacre. The man who lived in the shadows and was ruled by them.

Danzo tapped his cane against the floor. "Tsunade’s reforms... you’re the one behind them, aren’t you?"

Neji’s expression chilled. His tone was biting.

"Watch your words, Councilor. That woman is the Fifth Hokage. My sensei. Show some respect."

The floor creaked under Danzo’s grip.

A Root agent stepped forward, barking, "You will show proper decorum before Lord Danzo!"

But Danzo raised a hand. "Silence."

The room fell still.

"I’ve traced everything back. The restructuring plan. The clan alignments. The diminishing of my command. All of it... began with a conversation between you and Nara Shikamaru, didn’t it?"

Neji’s eyes flickered.

So Danzo had dug that deep. Someone had talked. Or he had sources they underestimated.

"You’re not denying it," Danzo said, leaning forward. "Typical of someone like you."

He stared Neji down.

"Born of the Hyuga branch family. Your father died for the clan. You... mutilated yourself to avoid the Curse Mark. That alone tells me everything I need to know."

Danzo’s voice dropped, cold and cutting.

"Men like you... can never be controlled."

His thoughts spiraled. A genius strategist by age 10. Restored his Byakugan. Gained Tsunade’s trust. Allied with the Nara. Influenced village governance.

This boy is a threat. A time bomb.

Danzo tightened his grip on his staff.

This one... must not be allowed to live.

But the problem?

It was already too late.

Neji had power, allies, and public favor.

Removing him now... would shake the very foundation of Konoha.

Danzo narrowed his eyes.

Complications... complications everywhere.

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