"Sharingan"
"Great Fireball Technique"
"Phoenix Sage Fire Technique"
Those three were the hard-earned rewards Kyosuke had gained from this Instance Dungeon.
It had to be said that the loot from this Instance Dungeon was worthy of all his efforts.
There was no need to mention the Great Fireball or Phoenix Sage Fire Techniques. He could simply upgrade them directly.
What Kyosuke valued most was the item simply named "Sharingan."
Filled with anticipation, he picked it up and discovered that this scroll was meant to enhance his Sharingan talent.
Overjoyed, Kyosuke immediately chose to use it.
In an instant, he felt a cold energy wildly gathering within the nerves of his brain before surging into his eyes.
When he opened his eyes again, two tomoe were slowly revolving within his scarlet pupils.
Although the Chakra consumption had increased as well, it was all worthwhile compared to elevating his Sharingan to the Two-Tomoe state.
Now, that Hyuga boy had no chance of winning.
"Hey, hey, Kyosuke, wake up~~~" Early the next morning, Kyosuke was awakened from his deep sleep by an excited Uchiha Nagisa.
Still groggy, he shot her an annoyed look before getting up to wash.
As he washed up, Nagisa kept chattering nonstop beside him.
"Ah~ I wonder how many people will come watch today."
"Kyosuke, are you confident? I have high hopes for you~"
"Hey~ Kyosuke."
"Ah~ Why are you ignoring me?!"
Kyosuke: "..."
Soon, after washing up, he and Nagisa arrived at the Second Elder's residence.
Countless clansmen had already assembled there. Judging by their grave expressions, anyone unaware of the situation might have thought the Uchiha Clan was about to launch a coup today.
However, when the two saw that even the Great Elder had appeared, they exchanged a look and quickly put away their frivolous expressions.
The Great Elder stood there with his hands behind his back. Only after Kyosuke approached did he slowly turn around, silently study him for a moment, and finally say, "Today, show them the spirit of the Uchiha. Understood?"
Kyosuke brought his legs together and answered loudly, "Yes!"
The Great Elder nodded at him, then turned and left with the other elders.
Nagisa had wanted to sneak off to watch the match, but the Second Elder grabbed her little ponytail and forcibly dragged her away.
No matter who won or lost today, it was unsuitable for her to appear at the venue.
Kyosuke glanced at her with glee before turning toward the man leading them today, Fugaku Uchiha.
Fugaku looked him over from head to toe, nodded in satisfaction, and waved his hand. In an instant, everyone, Kyosuke included, vanished from the spot.
Konoha, Training Ground 43.
Although there was still some time before the duel began, the entire training ground was already surrounded by crowds who had come to see it.
When the two sides had arranged the match, they had not deliberately kept it from ordinary people. As a result, news that a genius Uchiha boy was going to duel a Hyuga had spread through nearly all of Konoha.
Normally, a place like a training ground would not be open to civilians, but for some reason, Konoha's higher-ups had allowed people to enter freely today.
That was why so many ordinary Konoha villagers had come to watch.
Besides the civilians, members of the Sarutobi Clan, the current Ino-Shika-Cho, the Hatake Clan, the Kurama Clan, and many others had all arrived.
Not to mention the older generation who were older than Kyosuke.
More than half of Konoha's future backbone had appeared here.
Kakashi and Might Guy, who were the same age as Kyosuke, as well as Ibiki, Kurenai Yuhi, Sarutobi Asuma, Rin, Shizune, and others who were a year older than him, had all come under the guidance of their elders to watch the match.
The reason for such a grand spectacle was entirely because the Uchiha Clan's praise for Kyosuke over this period had been far too exaggerated. They had practically packaged him as a second Madara Uchiha.
Though rumors could not be fully trusted, anything involving the Uchiha Clan was no small matter.
What was more, there might even be a second Madara.
Thus, every clan had sent people to observe. Small clans like the Hatake Clan had simply mobilized everyone, treating it as a day off.
As for the younger generation, the adults had brought them here to observe and learn. Nothing inspired people more than a genius from their own generation.
Besides the various clans, several high-ranking figures from Konoha had also arrived.
Orochimaru, the witness, would naturally not be absent. Jiraiya had also come to the training ground with his disciple Minato.
"Hey, Orochimaru, if that kid wins, you're not really going to take him as your disciple, are you?" Jiraiya stood on the platform, nudged his old friend with his shoulder, and asked quietly.
"Breaking one's word is not a quality an adult should possess." Orochimaru stuck out his tongue and licked his lips. His voice grew increasingly low as he said, "Besides, I'm quite interested in that child as well. If he really can win, why not take him in?"
"But..." Jiraiya frowned and did not continue, but he believed Orochimaru understood what he meant.
"Heh heh, you mean the Uchiha threat? They're merely a pack of clowns who cannot see the bigger picture. Nothing to worry about." As Orochimaru spoke, he cast his gaze toward a dark corner in the distance and smiled mysteriously.
There, a group of Anbu-clad ninjas carefully surrounded an old man whose head was wrapped in bandages.
At the gathering place of the Hyuga Clan, two brothers with similar features were quietly speaking.
"Big Brother, it's almost time. Why haven't the Uchiha arrived yet?" The speaker was Hizashi Hyuga, who had just turned twenty this year. The elder brother he referred to was likely the future clan head, Hyuga Hiashi.
"Don't worry. The Uchiha are not people who fail to keep time. They'll be here soon." Hiashi glanced at his younger brother and smiled.
Then he patted the somewhat nervous boy standing before him, signaling for him not to be tense.
This boy was Hyuga Tagawa, the one who would be dueling Kyosuke today.
He looked at Hiashi, who had already made a name for himself within the clan, and gave a slightly uneasy smile.
For some reason, Hyuga Tagawa, who had been eagerly anticipating today, unexpectedly found himself nervous now.
"Huff..." Hyuga Tagawa let out a soft breath and silently encouraged himself.
He attributed all his nervousness to the sheer number of important figures present today. As for his opponent, he had never taken him seriously.
After all, no matter how talented that Uchiha Clan brat was, a five-year-old could not possibly be his opponent.
His thoughts were shared by everyone present.
The reason so many people had come was not to see who would win or lose, but to see just how much that Uchiha boy could accomplish.
Or rather, what the important figures truly cared about was how long he could hold out against a Chunin—especially a Chunin from the Hyuga Clan.
Just before the appointed time, a fierce wind suddenly swept through Training Ground 43.
Amid the swirling leaves, a group of around twenty ninjas suddenly appeared in the center of the grounds. They wore forehead protectors, black fitted outfits, and the Uchiha Crest.
Some leaned against Substitution Logs, while others stood atop them, each in a different pose.
Yet one thing was the same: pairs of scarlet, eerie Sharingan coldly watched everyone in the arena.
The handsome young man at the front stepped forward slightly and shouted,
"Uchiha Clan."
"Present!!!"
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