Tsunade Can Hear My Inner Voice

The air pressure formed by the Eight Trigrams Vacuum Palm slammed into Chōji’s massive leg, and then... nothing happened.

A force that could normally send a person flying was like a gentle breeze against Chōji, merely brushing off a few specks of dust from his body.

"Lee, it’s your turn!" Neji didn’t press further, stepping aside to let Lee take the stage.

"I’ve been ready for this!"

Lee remained in his fervent, high-spirited state, the green chakra around him growing even denser.

"Eight Gates: Gate of Pain!"

"Open!"

If the Gate of Life was the final safe zone of the Eight Gates, the Gate of Pain marked the beginning of self-destruction.

First, harm oneself—then harm the enemy.

"Get out of my way!"

Chōji’s massive palm descended from above, aiming to crush Lee beneath it.

"Front Lotus!"