Senju Daiki didn’t just swing his heavy sword.
Realizing that the young Uchiha was somehow fast enough to dodge his blade, the veteran Jonin let go of the weapon entirely.
He channeled a massive, highly concentrated burst of blue chakra directly into his right fist and slammed it into the earth.
This was the terrifying hallmark of the Senju clan’s elite warriors.
By perfectly controlling their massive life force and releasing it all at once upon impact, they could create physical strikes that mimicked natural disasters.
It was a brutal, chakra-enhanced strength that could turn boulders to dust.
A massive shockwave of mud, rocks, and water exploded outward, creating a crater ten feet wide.
Shinra, who had been standing right there a fraction of a second ago, was already in the air.
His Supreme Combat Awareness had warned him of the chakra building up in the Jonin’s fist.
He backflipped gracefully, avoiding the deadly shockwave, and landed softly on a thick tree branch a few yards away.
So, this is the legendary Senju physical strength, Shinra thought, looking down at the massive crater.
It’s exactly like the monstrous strength Tsunade uses in the future.
Just one punch from that guy could shatter every bone in my body.
In the ninja world, the difference between the two strongest clans was famous.
The Uchiha were feared for their sharp minds and their natural affinities for Fire and Lightning styles.
They were masters of fast, explosive attacks and terrifying illusions.
But their physical bodies were normal.
In a long, dragging fight, an Uchiha would eventually run out of breath and chakra.
They were glass cannons—deadly, but fragile.
The Senju, on the other hand, were monsters of stamina.
They had massive life force and thick, dense bodies that could take incredible amounts of punishment.
They specialized in Earth and Water styles, using the terrain to crush their enemies.
In a pure physical brawl, a Senju would always crush an Uchiha.
That was the unwritten rule of the world.
But Shinra was breaking all the rules today.
Thanks to the system, he possessed the Matured Sage Body.
He had the physical strength, the rapid healing, and the bottomless stamina of a top-tier Senju, combined with the perfect vision and mental speed of the Uchiha.
“Is hitting the dirt the best you can do, Senju?” Shinra taunted from the tree branch, his voice cool and mocking.
“I expected a little more from a man screaming about wiping out my clan.” “Arrogant brat!” Daiki roared, pulling his fist out of the crater.
The Jonin didn’t waste time talking.
He formed a rapid series of hand seals, his fingers moving so fast they were a blur.
He slammed both palms onto the wet, ruined earth.
Earth Style: Mud Dragon Bullet!
The muddy ground bubbled violently.
A massive, roaring dragon made of thick, brown mud shot out of the earth.
It opened its jaws to swallow Shinra whole, moving terrifyingly fast and carrying the heavy, crushing force of a landslide.
Shinra didn’t panic.
His three-tomoe Sharingan tracked the mud dragon perfectly.
He could see the dense blue chakra holding the earth together.
His own hands blurred into a series of seals—Tiger, Ram, Monkey, Boar, Horse, Tiger.
Because of his newly acquired Level 3 Chakra Control, he didn’t waste a single drop of his massive energy pool.
He took a short breath, feeling his lungs expand with pure, burning power, and blew out a massive, roaring stream of extremely concentrated, super-hot flames.
Fire Style: Great Dragon Fire Technique!
This wasn’t just a simple fireball.
It was an A-Rank jutsu, currently at the ‘Adept’ level in his system panel.
The flames twisted and shaped themselves into a massive, roaring dragon head that was easily twice as hot as normal fire.
The bright orange light illuminated the entire dark forest, casting long, scary shadows across the trees.
The fire dragon slammed directly into the mud dragon in mid-air.
The collision was spectacular.
The intense heat of the Uchiha fire instantly baked the wet Senju mud, turning it into dry, cracking clay that crumbled to pieces.
But the sheer weight and momentum of the earth kept pushing forward against the flames.
Steam exploded into the air, creating a massive, boiling white cloud that covered the entire battlefield in an instant.
Shinra narrowed his eyes.
The thick steam blocked normal vision, but his Sharingan could clearly see the faint blue glow of Daiki’s chakra moving rapidly through the mist.
He’s trying to use the steam to flank me, Shinra realized.
The Jonin was circling around to his blind spot, moving with incredible stealth.
But against a fully matured Sharingan, stealth was useless.
Shinra leaped high into the air just as a heavy, chakra-enhanced kick sliced through the steam, perfectly shattering the tree branch where he had just been standing.
Wood splinters flew everywhere like shrapnel.
While hanging upside down in the air, Shinra threw his hands forward, forming a quick seal.
Fire Style: Phoenix Flower Jutsu!
He blew out a dozen small, fast-moving fireballs, raining them down into the steam cloud.
But Shinra was an ‘Expert’ with this jutsu.
He didn’t just throw fire blindly.
Hidden perfectly inside the center of each fireball was a sharp steel shuriken, making the attack completely unpredictable and deadly.
“Cheap tricks!” Daiki’s voice echoed from the mist.
Water Style: Water Wall!
A thick pillar of water erupted from the muddy ground, swirling around the Jonin like a protective shield.
The fireballs crashed into the water, hissing loudly as they were instantly put out.
The hidden shuriken clanged harmlessly against the dense water pressure and fell into the mud.
As Shinra landed softly on the ground, the steam finally cleared away, blown back by the cold night wind.
Both combatants stood about twenty feet apart.
Shinra was completely unbothered.
He didn’t even have a single drop of sweat on his forehead.
His breathing was slow and perfectly steady.
His massive chakra reserves were practically untouched.
He was honestly enjoying this.
It was his first real test of his new powers, and his Supreme Combat Awareness made every block, dodge, and attack feel completely natural.
Senju Daiki, however, was starting to look extremely stressed.
His chest heaved up and down as he gasped for air.
His heavy armor was cracked, his knuckles were bleeding from punching the ground, and his chakra was dropping fast.
This kid is a monster, Daiki thought, panic rising in his chest.
He just fired off an A-Rank jutsu and a volley of C-Ranks, and he isn’t even panting!
Uchiha only have fire and illusions!
They are supposed to burn out quickly!
Why does this boy have the stamina of a Senju?!
If this drags on, he will actually outlast me!
Daiki knew he had to end this now.
If it became a battle of endurance, a veteran Senju Jonin would actually lose a stamina war to a twelve-year-old Uchiha child.
It was completely humiliating.
“What’s wrong, Senju?” Shinra called out, his Sharingan spinning dangerously as he held his kunai.
“Running out of breath?
I thought you were the ones famous for your endless energy.” “Shut your mouth, you arrogant demon!” Daiki snapped, his pride deeply wounded.
He bit his thumb, smearing a line of blood across his palm.
“I’ll show you the true, unbreakable power of a Senju!” Daiki began weaving hand seals at an incredible, desperate speed.
This time, the chakra gathering around him felt heavy, dark, and incredibly dangerous.
He was pushing his chakra pathways to the absolute limit, risking his own life to pull out as much power as possible.
The puddles of water on the muddy ground began to vibrate, floating up into the air.
Shinra’s eyes narrowed.
He’s going all out for one final strike.
He’s burning his life force.
Shinra didn’t back down.
He didn’t use the Body Flicker Jutsu to run away.
He was the young patriarch of the Uchiha, and a ruler doesn’t run from a desperate challenge.
He raised his right hand, keeping his fingers slightly curled.
He didn’t need hand seals for this.
He simply focused his mind, pulling the pure, dense chakra from his Sage Body and forcing it into the palm of his hand.
Instantly, the air began to scream.
The sound was deafening, like a hurricane trapped inside a tiny glass jar.
The blue chakra compressed, spinning wildly in hundreds of different directions at once.
It formed a perfect, glowing sphere of highly concentrated, destructive energy.
The Rasengan cast its bright blue light over Shinra’s calm face.
“Take this to hell with you, Uchiha!” Daiki roared, thrusting his hands forward with everything he had left.
Water Style: Giant Vortex Jutsu!
A massive, rushing tidal wave of heavy, crushing water exploded out of the mud.
It tore up the ground, ripped small trees out by their roots, and rushed directly toward Shinra.
It was a massive, A-Rank attack, designed to crush bones and drown entire squads instantly.
Shinra didn’t flinch.
His red eyes locked onto the absolute center of the roaring wave.
He dashed forward, his feet splashing in the mud.
He didn’t try to dodge the giant wave.
He ran directly at it, holding the screaming blue sphere of the Rasengan out in front of him.
“Die!” the Jonin screamed over the deafening sound of the rushing water.
Shinra leaped directly into the massive wall of water.
The spinning blue chakra of the Rasengan met the crushing, heavy force of the Senju’s tidal wave head-on.
The two incredible forces slammed together, locking the battlefield in a terrifying, deafening stalemate.
The water roared, trying to crush the boy and wash him away, while the Rasengan spun violently, grinding against the water pressure like a glowing buzzsaw, trying to tear through the wave.
Neither side gave an inch.
The water and the spinning chakra clashed, creating a blinding explosion of white light and mist that swallowed the entire camp, leaving the outcome of the deadly strike completely unknown.