Simultaneous Transmigration: From Douluo Continent to the Pinnacle

Deep within the Death Forest, where sunlight never shines, a thick gloom shrouds the entire dense forest, and the damp, decaying leaves, mixed with a faint smell of blood, permeate every inch of the air.

Ancient trees intertwined, their dense foliage obscuring the sky, allowing only scattered patches of light to filter through. The wind whistled through the forest, carrying a chilling and sinister atmosphere, with deadly dangers lurking everywhere.

In the center of the battlefield, a slender and upright white figure, like lightning, moved with incredible agility through the intricate forest branches, her movements so light and graceful as to be completely unhindered.

It was Hinata Hyuga.

Her slender toes lightly touched the rough, mottled tree trunk, and she used the momentum to flip in mid-air, her figure instantly leaping several feet away. Her white clothes fluttered in the wind without making any extra sound. Her movements were refined and light, fully demonstrating the physical skills passed down for hundreds of years by the Hyuga clan.

At this moment, her eyes had been fully activated with the Pure White Eye. Her pupils were clear and pure, and her gaze penetrated through layers of tree trunks, branches, and soil. Within a radius of several hundred meters, every subtle flow of chakra, every hidden human presence, and every faint movement was reflected in her vision without any obstruction.

Not far ahead, five genin wearing headbands from different ninja villages approached rapidly, forming a circle around them. Their expressions were fierce, and their eyes were full of calculation and greed.

They were all rogue ninjas who roamed the forest in groups, waiting for an opportunity to harvest scrolls and eliminate opponents. They tacitly targeted Hinata, who was traveling alone.

The leading Iwagakure ninja gripped his kunai tightly, gritted his teeth, and shouted in a low, sharp voice, his tone full of calculated certainty:

"Capture her! She's a core genius that Konoha is focusing on developing! Eliminating her beforehand will reduce Konoha's new generation of fighting power by more than half!"

Upon hearing this, the other four tensed up instantly, channeling all their chakra, drawing out their ninja tools, forming hand seals, and gathering their killing intent.

"Let's attack together! Join forces and finish this quickly!"

The five formed a triangular encirclement, pressing forward step by step, blocking all of Hinata's escape routes in all directions. Their offensive was poised to launch, intending to overwhelm Hinata with numbers and take down this renowned Konoha genius in one fell swoop.

As danger suddenly arose in the dense forest, Hinata, who was surrounded by five people, walked steadily without pausing for a moment. Her brows were calm and composed, showing no sign of panic.

Facing the five sharp figures rushing straight towards her, she slowly raised her arms, spread her fingers, lowered her wrists slightly, and firmly planted her feet in a horse stance. The perfect starting stance of the Hyuga Gentle Fist was formed steadily, and her aura instantly subsided, becoming as still as water, waiting for the moment to explode.

next second.

Hinata's eyes suddenly narrowed, and her dormant aura suddenly erupted!

"Eight Trigrams Palms - One Hundred and Twenty-Eight Palms!"

A clear, low shout echoed through the forest. Before the words had even finished, her figure suddenly blurred, and in the astonished gazes of the five people, dozens of overlapping afterimages instantly appeared, spreading across all directions of the encirclement.

The snow-white palm shadows layered upon each other, stretching endlessly, pouring out like a torrential downpour, incredibly fast and impenetrable.

Each palm strike lands with an extremely precise and tricky angle, without the slightest error, accurately locking onto the enemy's chakra points, meridian vitals, and blind spots, each move deadly, without any superfluous movements.

The fierce palm wind tore through the surrounding air, emitting a sharp and ear-piercing explosion, and the buzzing energy swept in all directions.

The thick layer of humus beneath their feet suddenly cracked under the force, and fine cracks spread and expanded rapidly in all directions like a spider web, covering the entire ground.

The towering trees that would take several people to encircle were instantly snapped in two by the residual force of the palm strike!

The thick tree trunk crashed down with a loud thud, sending wood chips flying and dust billowing into the air, causing the ground to tremble slightly.

The five genin in the encirclement didn't even have time to see Hinata's movements, to form hand seals for defense, or to let out a complete scream before their chakra meridians were completely sealed off, and their protective chakra instantly dissipated.

The five figures were sent flying backward like kites with broken strings, struck by a tremendous force, and crashed heavily into the hard tree trunks and jagged rocks.

A series of dull thuds echoed as the five men coughed up blood, their bones shattered, and their bodies collapsed to the ground, completely losing all fighting ability. They could only convulse in pain, utterly powerless to fight.

The entire crushing battle, from start to finish, lasted only a few breaths.

The fierce wind in the forest gradually subsided, and the smoke and dust slowly settled.

Hinata slowly withdrew her arms, her posture straight and upright, her breathing steady and long, without the slightest disturbance. Her fair face was calm and indifferent, her eyes cold and clear, as if the devastating palm technique that had just overwhelmed the world was nothing more than a trivial matter.

She slightly turned her fair neck, her pure white eyes slowly sweeping across the dense forest around her, her gaze cold and sharp, devoid of any warmth.

Those lurking ninjas who had been hiding in the shadows for a long time, originally eager to make a move and seize an opportunity, froze instantly when they were swept by that cold and sharp gaze. A chill ran down their spines and straight to the top of their heads.

An overwhelming sense of dread and fear instantly arose in everyone's hearts. They no longer dared to harbor any covetous thoughts, and they all suppressed their breath and quietly retreated, completely abandoning the idea of ​​surrounding and ambushing them.

In the low bushes not far away, the branches and leaves swayed gently.

Sakura Haruno and Karin Uzumaki peeked out and witnessed the incredibly clean and crushing battle that had just taken place.

The two exchanged a glance, a look of helplessness mixed with a sense of familiarity flashing in their eyes. They were already used to the terrifying fighting power that this gentle girl could unleash.

A moment later, her cherry-colored hair trembled slightly, and Sakura Haruno exhaled softly, letting go of her tense guard.

Karin shook her head, her eyes filled with genuine amazement, already having no doubt about her teammate's formidable strength.

Hinata withdrew her cold gaze, her chilling aura of killing intent completely vanished, and her clear, gentle voice returned to its usual melodious tone as she calmly spoke:

"Let's go."

"I have already sensed the precise location of the Heavenly Scroll through my Byakugan."

She stepped forward, her posture calm and composed.

"We'll set off immediately, heading straight for the central tower."

The two immediately followed, and the three figures quickly disappeared into the depths of the dense forest, continuing steadily toward their final destination.

……

The massive viewing venue, thousands of miles away, was packed with people and filled with constant noise.

The giant water sphere suspended high in the air was crystal clear, broadcasting every scene of the battlefield in the Death Forest in real time with unparalleled clarity. Tens of thousands of viewers watched with bated breath, their eyes fixed on the mirror image.

On the high platform, Tsunade sat with her arms crossed, her posture both languid and domineering. Her beautiful eyes were fixed on Hinata's swift and graceful fighting posture on the screen, her eyes full of undisguised satisfaction and approval.

She nodded slightly, her red lips parted slightly, and she slowly uttered a sigh of admiration, her tone revealing a genuine sense of surprise and approval:

"In just six months, he was able to perfectly integrate and combine the two completely different top-level physical techniques, the Thousand Hands Might and the Hyuga Gentle Fist, into one, with skillful power generation and free control..."

After a pause, a hint of surprise flashed in Tsunade's eyes, and she sincerely praised:

"This little girl's martial arts talent far exceeds my expectations; she is truly a once-in-a-century talent."

Beside her, Jingyin stood upright, nodding repeatedly in agreement, her eyes filled with genuine envy and admiration.

"Yes, Hinata's progress is truly astonishing. She has exceptional talent and extraordinary comprehension. At such a young age, her achievements are remarkable. Even when Tsunade was young, she never experienced such rapid growth."

Halfway through her sentence, Jingyin suddenly realized that her words were inappropriate, and quickly shut her mouth, not daring to say another word, her expression slightly restrained.

Tsunade, however, remained unconcerned, letting out a faint chuckle as her gaze remained fixed on the water sphere mirror, calmly observing the performance of Konoha's new generation with a leisurely expression.

In a seat not far away, Kurenai Yuhi sat gracefully, her eyes gentle, watching the exciting battle unfold on the screen. She couldn't help but sigh softly, her tone full of satisfaction:

"The overall potential of this generation of new genin is truly terrifying."

"Hinata's taijutsu fusion, Sasuke's mastery of ocular power, Naruto's massive chakra reserves, Kimimaro's composure and resilience... Each of them is exceptionally talented, with top-notch temperament, combat prowess, and comprehension. They all possess the top-tier qualifications to become pillars of Konoha's future."

In every corner of the spectator stands, ninja envoys and elite Jonin from the five great ninja villages and numerous small countries all abandoned any sense of contempt, their gazes becoming serious as they meticulously analyzed the combat power, tactics, and trump cards of each new generation ninja on the screen.

In another battlefield scene reflected in the mirror, Sasuke Uchiha and Naruto Namikaze work together seamlessly, fighting side by side, creating a particularly striking image.

Sasuke activated his three-tomoe Sharingan, his crimson pupils shimmering with terrifying insight, instantly able to see through all of his opponent's movements and hand seals, and maintain complete control over the rhythm of the entire situation.

He quickly formed hand seals, unleashing a series of fire-style ninjutsu. The raging flames spread like wildfire, precisely suppressing the enemy's movement from afar and blocking all their advance routes. His offense and defense were well-balanced, and he remained calm and composed.

Naruto, on the other hand, relied on his vast and inexhaustible chakra to unleash the Multiple Shadow Clone Technique, with countless clones appearing simultaneously to charge head-on, engage in close combat, and restrain the opponent. His fighting style was bold, fierce, and explosive.

One provides long-range insight and precise suppression, while the other charges forward head-on to break through defenses at close range. The two complement each other in offense and defense, advance and retreat in sync, and their cooperation becomes increasingly skillful and tacit. Their combat power complements each other, crushing a host of their contemporaries.

Meanwhile, Kaguya Kimimaro on the other side remained true to her nature, deliberately concealing her brilliance.

Throughout the entire battle, he never revealed even a fraction of his terrifying bloodline limit or unique secret techniques. Relying solely on his basic and pure taijutsu skills, his exceptional combat awareness, and his calm on-the-spot judgment, he was able to contend with and crush a group of ordinary Jonin-level opponents.

Such unfathomable strength left all the outlying ninjas who tried to secretly investigate and analyze his true strength at a loss, their fear growing ever stronger, unable to fathom his true trump card.

Besides, Hinata Hyuga, Temari who surrendered to Konoha from Sunagakure, and Tayuya from Otogakure have all shown their prowess in countless battles, demonstrating formidable combat strength at the level of Special Jonin. They have dominated their respective battlefields, crushing countless strong opponents of their generation.

In one corner of the screen, the battle scene of Gaara, the genius of Sunagakure, was equally stunning.

He sat alone on the sand layer, the quicksand surging around him, the magnetic power flowing within, endowing the yellow sand with spirituality and killing intent.

The vast expanse of yellow sand can be controlled at will, its movement and stillness determined by the mind; it can condense or disperse at will. In times of tranquility, it transforms into an indestructible, thick sand shield, resisting all ninjutsu and taijutsu attacks; in times of battle, it transforms into an overwhelming, surging sand wave, engulfing and submerging the entire battlefield, blocking all escape routes for the enemy.

Beneath the dark circles that perpetually surround the boy's eyes are a pair of obsessive, fiery, and unruly eyes, burning with intense fighting spirit, yearning for battle, for victory, and for proving his strength to the entire ninja world.

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The brutal fighting in the Death Forest continued day and night for three days and three nights without ceasing.

Smoke filled the forest, and the ground was littered with debris. Broken giant trees, dried bloodstains, and abandoned ninja tools were scattered everywhere, all bearing the marks of a fierce battle.

Countless teams were eliminated and left the stage in despair amidst the battles for the reels, the clashes between teammates, and the encirclement of powerful enemies.

Finally, as the last murmur of battle subsided in the forest, the heavy stone door leading to the central tower—the very heart of the Death Forest—slowly opened upwards with a muffled mechanical roar.

After layers of selection and countless brutal eliminations, only ten elite teams broke through all obstacles and successfully reached the finish line to enter the final round.

What awaits them is no longer a chaotic melee of ambushes, sneak attacks, and theft of scrolls in the forest, but a more direct, more brutal, and unavoidable showdown—the top ten arena competition.

The entire process is open, broadcast live, and conducted fairly, with victory determined by absolute strength and advancement based on genuine ability.

Konoha's arrangement of this tournament demonstrates an exceptional strategic vision and top-tier tactical wisdom.

In the officially finalized list of the top ten matchups, the Konoha leadership deliberately and cleverly arranged for some of their fellow villagers' younger generation teammates to face off in pairs.

When fighting against each other from the same village, they have excellent teamwork and know when to advance and retreat. They can hone their skills and improve their combat experience in actual combat, while also secretly covering for each other and holding back in a tacit manner. They preserve the physical strength and trump cards of the team's core genius to the maximum extent, deliberately concealing their top combat strength information and not exposing their true killing moves to the eyes of ninjas from other villages.

By making the most rational choices, avoiding unnecessary losses, they steadily escorted Konoha's true top-tier experts, ensuring their smooth advancement.

In the shadows at the edge of the arena, Kaguya Kimimaro stood quietly, her figure upright and solitary, silently watching the heartwarming scene of her Konoha comrades protecting, supporting, and tacitly helping each other on the stage.

For the first time, a subtle ripple stirred in those eyes that had been frozen and indifferent for years, a feeling of unprecedented emotion welling up within them.

He lowered his eyes silently, and the dark past he had spent in Kirigakure involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

There were no companions, no trust, no warmth, and no protection there.

Only endless suspicion, cold-blooded exploitation, and brutal fighting.

Everyone is each other's tool, opponent, and stepping stone. There is only strength and weakness, victory and defeat, and no bonds or affections.

Since birth, he had long been accustomed to being alone and fighting bloody battles, and had long believed that the ninja world consisted only of cold strength and bloodshed.

But now, in Konoha, looking at his companions of similar age, seeing how they support each other, fulfill each other's needs, are willing to sacrifice, and protect each other tacitly, he truly felt for the first time what bonds and companions are.

This was the first time in his life that he had experienced the warmth of being protected, cared for, and cherished.

Kimimaro stood quietly for a long time, his cold and aloof aura softening slightly, and a firmness he had never shown before surged in his silent eyes.

Deep in his heart, where no one knew, he silently made the most steadfast vow of his life.

In this life, I vow to protect every inch of Konoha.

In this life, I vow to follow Lord Uchiha Yao's ideal of peace to the death, and never betray him.

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