[Uchiha bloodline enhanced…] The ocular power of the Sharingan in Aomizu’s eyes and the chakra within his body swelled, becoming increasingly abundant.
Although the Uchiha Clan specialized in ocular jutsu and were descendants who inherited the Sage Eyes, their chakra reserves were actually quite formidable, falling short only of the Senju and Uzumaki clans who inherited the Sage Body.
“The enhanced Uchiha bloodline, combined with the incomplete Senju Sage Body I possess, makes my chakra reserves plentiful even among Jonin…” “The boost to my ocular power is significant as well.
It isn’t just my chakra and Sharingan—my physical body is also becoming more robust.” “This enhancement of the Uchiha bloodline was likely scaled to Obito’s talent.” Aomizu stretched his power-filled body, yet he furrowed his brows.
He was not particularly satisfied with this reward…
Ever since Shisui, Aomizu had noticed that the system’s mechanics were quite strict.
The rewards triggered by clashing with a target depended not only on the target’s talent but also on their strength at that specific moment.
As one of the future strongest Mangekyo Uchiha, Shisui—even after having his emotions dialed up to the maximum by Aomizu—had barely yielded his entire genjutsu talent and the Two-Tomoe Sharingan.
This was already the absolute limit that could be squeezed out of Shisui, who was not even five years old.
But Obito was different…
In Aomizu’s eyes, Obito was a mine filled with treasures.
Even if he was barely eight years old and couldn’t compare to Tobirama Senju, he should still have much more to offer!
“It seems I might have to help Obito increase his strength.
Should I make him feel pain again…?” “Is it because he is too young, and some of his talents haven’t been awakened yet…?” “Or is it that Obito Uchiha, this simp, still harbors unrealistic illusions about Rin Nohara?” Aomizu sized up Obito Uchiha, whose smile had frozen as he stood there in a daze, and felt more and more that he had hit upon the truth.
It was likely a combination of both, but the latter probably made up the lion’s share of the reason.
At this moment, Obito Uchiha carefully reined in the emotions that had erupted from awakening his eyes, as if afraid of scaring Rin Nohara.
He forced a smile that looked uglier than crying.
Rin Nohara seemed to snap out of it, but she still frowned and said in a low voice, “Obito, calm down.
Aomizu-kun didn’t do anything to me…” “He just sparred with me normally and even healed me.
Why do you think he hurt me?” Obito Uchiha kept up his forced smile, suppressing the anger that flared up in his heart once more, not daring to argue.
Ikaku Umino, barely regaining his composure from the shock, channeled chakra into his throat, letting his powerful voice drown out the noisy crowd.
“Quiet down, everyone!
Maintain order!
You are all future ninja; what is with all this chatter!” “Obito Uchiha, as your teacher, I am pleasantly surprised by your talent.
But you must remember, a Konoha ninja’s top priority is to obey the village’s orders.
For your attempt to interfere in the final exam just now, you must strictly reflect on your actions when you go back.” Obito nodded perfunctorily, looking utterly unconcerned.
Ikaku Umino sighed helplessly.
This was the Ninja World, where strength spoke louder than anything else.
By any measure, a two-tomoe Obito Uchiha was far more valuable and prestigious to the village than a mere Academy teacher like him…
It was difficult for the weak to lecture the strong.
“Alright, today’s arena match has just begun its first round.
Student Aomizu will continue to hold the ring.
We will proceed with the drawing of names!” “Umino-sensei, I request to challenge Aomizu Uchiha!” Obito Uchiha took a step forward, raised his arm high, and shouted confidently, casting a provocative glance at Aomizu.
“Denied!
Rules are rules.
Obito Uchiha, mind your attitude!” Ikaku Umino grew somewhat angry, lecturing him in a deep voice.
“Perhaps you already possess the talent and strength of a Chunin, but as far as the qualities of a ninja go, you still have a lot to learn!” “Don’t forget, Lord Sandaime is still watching this exam!” Only upon hearing the words “Lord Sandaime” did Obito Uchiha resentfully lower his hand, wearing an expression that said Aomizu could run, but he couldn’t hide forever.
“Aomizu, brat, you’re in trouble…” Tobirama Senju spoke slowly.
“Ever since that kid Obito Uchiha awakened his eyes, this old man has been watching him closely.” “Based on my experience reading through the entire history of the Uchiha Clan, this is absolutely a classic example of someone who is talented yet extremely paranoid and stubborn.
You think my actions as Hokage toward the Uchiha Clan were unfair, but you will understand why I did what I did through him…” “I won’t guarantee that he will fall into darkness and evil ways, but he will certainly hound you.
And if variables arise in the future, you will experience just how troublesome it is to be targeted by a powerful madman, and how much harm it can cause to the village and the clans…” Aomizu was somewhat surprised and asked curiously, “Tobirama, are you worried about me?
Don’t worry, I am training according to your blueprint.” “A mere two-tomoe Uchiha…
If you teach me the Flying Thunder God, I’ll even defeat a Mangekyo for you to see…” Tobirama Senju rolled his eyes.
*Who would care about an annoying brat like you?
I’d like nothing more than to see you dead!* However, the corner of Tobirama Senju’s mouth twitched upward unconsciously.
Agreeing deeply with Aomizu’s words, he couldn’t help but snort.
“Brat, those words are quite true.
As long as it isn’t Madara Uchiha, even that bastard Izuna Uchiha couldn’t do anything to me.” “Well said!
So, when are you going to teach me the Flying Thunder God?” “You’d better just die at the hands of this Obito Uchiha…” “Heh, so you don’t want me to protect Konoha?
Where’s your Will of Fire, brat?” “…You’re the brat, bastard!” While Aomizu and Tobirama Senju were pleasantly bickering…
Ikaku Umino shook his head helplessly, drew the second slip of paper from the box, and misread “Shinya Yamanaka” as “Obito Uchiha”.
His pupils shrank suddenly, and after a brief struggle, he slowly read aloud: “Obito Uchiha!” The atmosphere of the entire arena was instantly ignited!
Obito Uchiha immediately cheered, clenched his fists tightly, and bounded into the center of the arena.
He shouted as if he had already won, “Hmph, trying to run?
Aomizu Uchiha, this is destiny giving me the chance to teach you a lesson!” “Also, you bastard Kakashi, how dare you threaten this great lord earlier!
In a moment, I will use my Sharingan to show you what a true genius is!” Ikaku Umino narrowed his eyes and whispered to Kakashi, “Chunin Hatake, make sure to ensure the students’ safety in a moment.” “Alright, Aomizu, Obito, are you both ready?” After receiving confirmations from both sides, Ikaku Umino said in a deep voice, “The second match, begin!”