“Good fight.” These words, meant to offer encouragement, sounded exceptionally mocking…
Obito Uchiha glared furiously.
Even though he seemed to be on the verge of drowning, he stubbornly kept struggling, though his movements grew smaller and weaker.
The arena was deathly silent.
Ikaku Umino and Kakashi both stared with wide eyes, unable to believe what was unfolding before them…
It was supposed to be a mundane, run-of-the-mill end-of-term exam.
In a matter of minutes, first a pair of Two-Tomoe Sharingan had appeared, and then a high-level, hand-signless Water Style jutsu.
Was this place really a den of hidden dragons and crouching tigers?
Two Uchihas: usually one acted like an idiot and the other smiled in silence.
Yet when they actually fought, each was more ruthless than the last.
“Chunin Hatake, that move looked like the Water Colliding Wave, didn’t it?” Ikaku Umino did not stop the match.
As long as Obito Uchiha hadn’t surrendered, it wasn’t over.
Besides, he didn’t think Aomizu would be reckless enough to seriously harm Obito Uchiha.
“The base of the jutsu seems to be that, but the subsequent transformations have traces of the Water Prison Jutsu.
Those water chains represent an extremely high-level nature transformation of water-attributed chakra.” Kakashi felt his brain was about to short-circuit.
Even though he was already a Chunin and hailed as a genius, he had never seen anything like this before.
“Moreover, this is a Water Style jutsu performed in a waterless environment.
Yet looking at its scale…” Kakashi was talking uncharacteristically much, both explaining to Ikaku Umino and analyzing it for himself.
“In short, based on this chakra reserve and mastery of Water Style alone, Aomizu Uchiha possesses at least the combat strength of a Special Jonin…” “Why on earth has this guy been staying in the Academy all this time?” Kakashi felt a sudden weight in his chest.
He was a genius who graduated at the age of six, the focal point of the entire village’s attention.
Though he never bragged, he possessed immense pride.
As the son of Sakumo Hatake, Kakashi did not believe any peer should be on the same level as him, even if Aomizu was four years older…
He thought he had already far outpaced his peers, marching steadily toward the rank of Jonin.
Yet to his surprise, Aomizu seemed to have been standing there all along, completely unconcerned with his own power as he quietly attended the Academy.
This filled Kakashi with an inexplicable sense of shame.
A questioning look entered his eyes as he stared at Aomizu, accompanied by a flicker of battle intent.
“Still not surrendering?
Obito Uchiha, if this continues, you will die…” Aomizu looked up at the struggling Obito inside the water prison and said softly: “Nod three times, and I’ll let you out.” Obito Uchiha forced down the sensation of suffocation and the pain of water filling his lungs.
He snapped his head down, and the Two-Tomoe Sharingan in his eyes spun violently!
Aomizu had met his gaze!
“Oh no!” Ikaku Umino caught this detail instantly and frowned.
“You were too careless, Aomizu-kun…” Obito Uchiha’s smile turned feral.
His ocular Genjutsu instantly washed over Aomizu.
But contrary to his expectations…
Aomizu remained standing in place with a smile, his eyes perfectly clear.
“Obito Uchiha, though I do not possess the Sharingan, I have an unwavering faith: the Will of Fire…” “Your Genjutsu cannot shake my heart.” The moment these words were spoken, the entire field erupted into an uproar.
Everyone stared at Aomizu with looks of utter disbelief.
Such a boring Will of Fire curriculum, and Aomizu Uchiha actually cultivated Genjutsu resistance from it?
Is this the true value of a senior student?!
If that’s the case, should they really start paying close attention in Will of Fire classes?
Inside the Hokage Office, Hiruzen Sarutobi lit his pipe and contentedly exhaled a long trail of smoke.
That fellow Danzo always complained that his Will of Fire textbooks were mediocre.
Look at this!
Wasn’t there a good child who had fully comprehended its teachings?
And an Uchiha, no less!
Hiruzen Sarutobi grew increasingly satisfied.
He instructed in a deep voice, “I want all of Aomizu Uchiha’s records.
Make it quick!” Obito Uchiha stared at Aomizu blankly.
He did not understand why his Two-Tomoe Sharingan couldn’t drag Aomizu into a Genjutsu…
The reason was actually quite simple: Aomizu’s ocular power was stronger than his.
Shisui’s lips twitched.
He knew the truth, as Aomizu had told him that he, too, had awakened the Two-Tomoe Sharingan…
Tobirama Senju couldn’t hold it in any longer.
“Aomizu, you brat, aren’t you misleading these kids?!
Using the Will of Fire to resist Genjutsu?
I’ve never heard of such absurd nonsense in my entire life!” “Even if one possesses strong mental resolve, if the invading chakra isn’t disrupted in time, that resolve will only feed the delusion born from the illusion, dragging them deeper into a stubborn state of mind they can never escape!” “Come on, Tobirama, are you really the Second Hokage or what?
Are you trying to destroy the very foundation of Konoha?” Aomizu chided the white-haired Hokage who lacked the Will of Fire while enjoying the despair blooming on Obito’s face.
“Look around.
Now that I’ve said this, which of our classmates doesn’t look upon the Will of Fire with longing?
Besides, didn’t I just use the Will of Fire to resist his Genjutsu?
Is there any issue here…” “You resisted that Genjutsu because of your damn Sharingan!” Tobirama Senju’s expression was practically collapsing.
“Oh, right, now that you mention it, I forgot I have the Sharingan too.
I was too busy remembering my unbreakable, inner Will of Fire…” [From antagonist target Tobirama Senju, you have obtained Ninjutsu: Mystical Palm Technique!] “Tsk…
Alright, better than nothing.” Aomizu clapped his hands together, releasing Obito Uchiha from the water prison.
“Come on out…
any longer and you’ll drown.” The moment he was freed, a kunai appeared in Obito Uchiha’s hand as he slashed viciously toward Aomizu’s neck!
Aomizu’s figure shifted.
The “Taijutsu Essentials Against the Uchiha Clan” from Tobirama Senju, combined with the dynamic vision provided by his Two-Tomoe Sharingan, made Obito Uchiha’s sneak attack look as childishly simple as a toddler’s play.
“Let go of me!
Let go of me!” Obito Uchiha roared.
The tall Aomizu hooked an arm around his neck, lifting him off the ground, locking his arm like iron pincers around his carotid artery!
Keeping Obito Uchiha locked in this chokehold, Aomizu spun slowly, displaying him face-front to everyone like a roasted duck hanging in a deli window…
Directly across from him, as his mind grew increasingly hazy, Obito saw Rin Nohara standing just a few meters away, her brow furrowed at him.
“Rin…” Obito Uchiha muttered softly.
The next second, he blacked out completely, slumping to the ground like a heap of mud the moment Aomizu let go.
[From antagonist target Obito Uchiha, you have obtained Talent: Space Affinity (Obito Version)!] “Ikaku-sensei, my apologies.
I didn’t control my Water Style well enough just now, and the drawing box got destroyed…” Aomizu turned and smiled apologetically at Ikaku Umino.
After dealing with Obito Uchiha’s insubordination, Ikaku Umino felt somewhat flattered by Aomizu’s politeness.
He waved his hands repeatedly.
“Don’t worry about it, Aomizu-kun.
Your strength doesn’t need a third match to prove itself.” “Ikaku-sensei, rules are rules.
I should still undergo the third match.” Aomizu declined Ikaku Umino’s kindness.
Turning to his classmates, who were staring at him with looks of admiration, he said softly: “Are there any classmates who would like to spar with me?” Almost everyone fell silent.
Who would dare challenge Aomizu, who had just completely crushed a Two-Tomoe Uchiha?
“Aomizu-kun, my youthful partner on the path of cultivation, please let me challenge you!” A lively shout rang out from the crowd.
Might Guy’s eyes brimmed with tears of emotion.
“This is what Youth is all about, Aomizu-kun!”