Yujiro’s words carried a meaning far deeper than they first appeared.
Itachi was only five years old right now.
Although he instinctively began thinking about what Yujiro said, he still could not fully understand it.
But Shisui was different.
He and Kakashi were already old enough to see more of the shinobi world.
Naturally, the things he considered were much more complicated.
“…It shouldn’t come to that,” Shisui suddenly muttered.
Yujiro looked at him calmly.
“And what if it does?” Shisui fell silent for a moment.
Then his eyes gradually became firm.
“…Then I won’t let it happen.” As he spoke, the way he looked at Yujiro subtly changed.
There was even a trace of admiration in his gaze now.
Yujiro was the same age as Itachi, yet he could already see through parts of Konoha that even many adults ignored.
And from Yujiro’s tone earlier— It was obvious he already understood the growing distance between the Uchiha Clan and the village.
Did that mean… He was trying to warn him?
For some reason, Shisui suddenly felt grateful.
Now he finally understood why Fugaku valued Yujiro so highly.
This boy truly was terrifyingly talented.
Yujiro tilted his head slightly.
Why was Shisui suddenly staring at him like that?
“Quit spacing out,” Yujiro said lazily.
“We still have training this afternoon.” Then he casually added, “This time, the three of you together.” “It’d be best if you could actually make me feel some pressure.” Itachi: “…” Shisui: “…” Kakashi: “…” The three of them suddenly felt slightly irritated.
Why did it sound like Yujiro was looking down on all of them at once?
“Hey!” Yūgao, who had been quiet this entire time, immediately spoke up.
“What about me?” Yujiro glanced at her, thought for a moment, then nodded seriously.
“You…” “You can stand on the side and cheer for me.” “Yujiro!!” Yūgao puffed her cheeks angrily.
After lunch, afternoon training officially began.
Yūgao challenged Yujiro first.
Twenty seconds later— She was defeated again.
After that, the real battle began.
Yujiro casually swung the black blade once.
“Come at me with everything you’ve got.” A fierce pressure instantly spread out from his body.
Shisui’s expression gradually turned serious.
“This time…” “I’m not holding back.” By now, he already regarded Yujiro as an equal.
He would never underestimate him because of his age again.
“Sharingan!” The moment Shisui opened his eyes, scarlet light flashed within them.
Three tomoe rotated slowly inside his pupils.
Yujiro was slightly surprised.
Only three tomoe?
Good.
Without enough pressure, there would be no breakthrough.
His training— Was finally beginning.
Clang!
Bang!
Boom!!
Explosions and the sound of blades colliding continuously echoed throughout the training ground.
Under the large tree nearby, Yūgao quietly sat on the grass hugging her knees.
Her eyes never once left the black-haired boy fighting in the center of the battlefield.
That figure… Had already deeply engraved itself into her heart.
As for Kakashi, Itachi, and Shisui— In Yūgao’s eyes, they practically did not exist.
But after witnessing Yujiro’s overwhelming strength again and again, determination slowly appeared in her eyes.
She could not continue falling behind.
Otherwise… One day, she would no longer even be able to stand beside him.
Looks like— She really would need Yujiro to give her some “special training.” Otherwise she would never catch up.
The entire afternoon, Yujiro fought under constant pressure from the three of them.
And strangely enough— He enjoyed it.
Pressure created strength.
That was not just some empty phrase.
“Fire Style: Dragon Flame Jutsu!” Shisui’s hands blurred through seals at astonishing speed.
“Fire Style: Phoenix Flower Jutsu!” Itachi also forced out his strongest Fire Style technique.
This was already a B-rank ninjutsu.
The moment he unleashed it, his body immediately reached its limit and nearly collapsed.
Shisui instantly appeared beside him with a shocked expression.
At Itachi’s age, being able to use a B-rank Fire Style ninjutsu was already absurd.
His strength had clearly risen dramatically during this period.
Meanwhile— “Lightning Style: Lightning Beast Tracking Fang!” Kakashi completed his own jutsu at nearly the same moment.
In an instant— Several enormous fire dragons roared across the battlefield.
Countless flaming shuriken spun around them.
At the same time, a giant lightning wolf condensed from chakra rushed forward across the ground with a deafening roar.
All three attacks converged toward Yujiro at once.
The black training robe on Yujiro’s body fluttered wildly beneath the violent pressure.
Yet he remained standing there quietly.
Slowly— He raised the black blade in his hand.
The combined power of these three attacks was already enough to seriously injure or even kill an ordinary jōnin.
Even Shisui subconsciously prepared himself to intervene and save Yujiro if necessary.
At this moment, he even regretted going this far.
After all— Yujiro was still only five years old.
But right in the center of the storm— Yujiro slowly closed his eyes.
Yes.
He actually closed his eyes beneath that overwhelming attack.
“That feeling…” His voice became extremely soft.
“The feeling of standing between life and death…” “This…” “…is what pushes me beyond my limit.” The Limiter was an invisible chain placed upon the human body.
To break through it— One either surpassed death… Or died.
If Yujiro truly died beneath this attack today, then that would simply prove one thing— This was his limit.
Nothing more.
But would he die?
Would he really die here?
At that moment— Yujiro suddenly opened his eyes.
A crimson glow burst forth from his pupils.
Crack.
It sounded like invisible chains shattering apart inside his body.
Success.
The Second Stage of the Limiter…
Broken through.
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