Uchiha Brat Who Uses Water Style Well

Konoha, Chunin Exam Duel Arena.

The stands were packed with ninjas and villagers, whispering amongst themselves as they observed the genin in the preparation area.

Among the two most eye-catching individuals, one was Itachi.

At only ten years old, he was participating in the Chunin Exam alone and had achieved excellent results in the first two rounds.

The other was Uchiha Eiji, a white-haired youth leaning in a corner, lost in thought.

Like Itachi, he was also taking the exam solo, hailed as another genius on par with him.

Just as Eiji was silently greeting Itachi, the proctor, Shiranui Genma, walked to the center of the arena with a senbon dangling from his mouth.

"Contestants, assemble."

He looked at the genin before him and reiterated the standards for the third round of the Chunin Exam.

"Winning is not the only way to qualify for promotion; your performance during this assessment is even more important."

Hearing this, the contestants relaxed significantly.

At the same time, they prayed silently that they wouldn't run into those two monsters, Itachi or Eiji.

After giving the candidates a few more reminders, Genma drew two slips of paper with names written on them from a box.

"First match, Uchiha Itachi versus Uchiha Eiji!"

As soon as the words fell, an uproar erupted from the stands.

No one had expected that the very first match would be a duel between the two genius youths, Eiji and Itachi.

At this moment, a pleasant electronic chime rang out in Eiji's mind.

[New Mission: In the Chunin Exam, give the naturally evil Uchiha brat a sound thrashing.]

The corner of Eiji's mouth twitched involuntarily. System, are you really treating me like Tobirama?

He had transmigrated into the Naruto World three years ago and awakened the Character Template System.

By completing the various tasks issued by the system, he could acquire more abilities from that character.

And then...

Eiji had drawn the Senju Tobirama template.

[Name: Uchiha Eiji]

[Age: Eleven]

[Template: Senju Tobirama]

[Ninjutsu: Water Style Mastery, capable of transforming into various forms for attack and defense, requiring only two hand seals to cast, along with other negligible ninjutsu.]

[Support Ninjutsu: Chakra Sensing]

[Passive: All abilities are enhanced when battling members of the Uchiha clan.]

[Evaluation: It is precisely because one is the Hokage that one must maintain a ruthless attitude.]

Eiji sighed quietly. Forgive me, Itachi, this certainly won't be the last time.

The other contestants quickly cleared the field, leaving Eiji standing in the center of the arena.

He rested his right hand lightly on the hilt of his blade.

This sword was a reward issued by the system upon his graduation from the Ninja Academy; it was said that Tobirama had used it to take down Izuna back in the day.

On the other side, Itachi walked toward Eiji.

He didn't care who his opponent was; he only remembered his father's order to defeat all opponents, and his promise to practice shuriken with Sasuke after the match.

When Itachi and Eiji stood still in the center of the arena, the stands erupted in cheers once more.

Supporters of both sides shouted their names at the top of their lungs.

Itachi said in a low voice, "Sorry, Eiji, I have reasons why I cannot lose."

He looked at Eiji earnestly, the scene of his younger brother Sasuke cheering him on echoing in his ears.

"Is that so?" Eiji rubbed the hilt of his sword unconsciously. "I, too, have reasons why I cannot lose."

Itachi was silent for a moment; he knew Eiji was an orphan, so what kind of bond could be the one he cared about most?

Seemingly sensing the tension in the air, Sasuke in the stands looked at Fugaku with a worried expression.

"Father, big brother will win, right?"

Fugaku nodded gently.

"Itachi is the strongest."

Having received his father's affirmation, Sasuke waved his fists excitedly.

"Big brother, defeat him!"

Genma glanced at the two contestants, a strange smile on his face.

He, too, wanted to see what kind of sparks would fly between these two genius youths.

Then, he raised his voice, "The match begins!"

As soon as Genma finished speaking, the sound of air being torn apart erupted; Itachi flung three Shuriken while simultaneously leaping ten meters away.

Clang, clang, clang!

Eiji drew his blade with his right hand, the light of the steel cascading like a waterfall.

Itachi's hand seals were so fast they left afterimages.

"Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique!"

A massive fireball spewed from his mouth, the dazzling flames flooding the entire Duel Arena.

The heatwave caused the front-row spectators to choke on their breath.

Fugaku narrowed his eyes, nodding in satisfaction.

Itachi had grown even stronger.

The smile on Genma's face froze instantly; was this a Ninjutsu a Genin could unleash?

Even among the ranks of Chunin, the power of the Great Fireball used by Itachi was considered top-tier.

Just as Genma was considering whether he should step in to save Eiji, a wall of water rose from the ground.

"Water Style: Water Wall."

Eiji performed only two symbolic hand seals, and the moment his hands pressed together, the water wall transformed into a giant Water Dragon Tornado.

The sky-piercing tornado, carrying shattered rocks, collided with the fireball amidst the roar of steam, and boiling mist instantly enveloped the entire arena.

Genma completely lost his composure.

Are you two Uchiha brats ever going to stop?

As the eldest son of the Uchiha clan head, it was reasonable for Itachi's Fire Style to be powerful.

But where did you, Eiji, learn Water Style?

To unleash Water Style in an environment without water, and with such immense power at that.

More importantly, it looked like he only used two hand seals...

Genma's brain felt itchy, as if something was about to grow out of it.

He felt as though he were seeing the shadow of a legendary figure.

"Water Style: Water Dragon Bullet Technique."

Eiji performed two hand seals, and the water wall transformed into a massive water dragon, roaring as it charged toward Itachi.

Up in the stands, Fugaku gasped.

Two seals!

He only used two seals!

In the entire village of Konoha, besides the Second Hokage Senju Tobirama from back in the day, who else could do that!

Eiji, you have truly given me a massive surprise.

Boom! Itachi was slammed against the wall by the water dragon, letting out a muffled grunt of pain.

"It's over, Itachi."

Eiji stood amidst the surging waves, looking down at Itachi from above.

He gripped his ninja blade and charged toward Itachi.

Itachi hurriedly used a Kunai to block, and feeling the strength behind the blow, he couldn't help but frown.

Where did a guy like Eiji get such immense strength?

Clang, clang, clang!

Eiji and Itachi were locked in close-quarters combat, the latter's expression growing increasingly grim.

Even with the Sharingan activated, and even with the ability to predict his opponent's movements, he still couldn't make an effective response.

It was as if Eiji had predicted his predictions...

"Father," Sasuke looked at Fugaku anxiously, "Why isn't brother fighting back? Didn't brother awaken the Sharingan that our Uchiha clan is so proud of?"

The red glow in Fugaku's eyes slowly dissipated, and he hesitated for a moment before answering Sasuke in a low voice.

"Even if he can see Eiji's next move, Itachi's body cannot keep up with him."

Furthermore, there was another important question.

Where did Eiji learn his swordsmanship?

Fugaku could tell that this wasn't just a gap in their Taijutsu.

More importantly, every move Eiji made seemed born specifically to counter the Uchiha.

Tch, how is he even supposed to fight this?

While Fugaku's thoughts drifted, Itachi had already been forced into a corner by Eiji.

Seeing that there was no way to dodge, Itachi panicked for a moment.

Eiji's two-tomoe Sharingan spun wildly; he retracted his blade and slashed again, shattering the kunai with sheer force.

Itachi's pupils constricted, and he struggled to twist his body, barely managing to evade the sharp edge of the blade.

Before he could even catch his breath, Eiji let out a violent shout.

Turning sideways, he delivered a fierce kick to Itachi's chest, and a clear sound of bone fracturing echoed from Itachi's crossed arms.

Itachi was sent flying instantly, slamming heavily into the wall of the Duel Arena with a deafening crash.

BOOM!

Itachi seemed embedded in the wall, with spiderweb-like cracks spreading across the surface around him.

Feeling the agony coursing through his body, Itachi let out a muffled groan; if his estimation was correct, he had broken seven or eight ribs.

He struggled to take a few steps, but collapsed powerlessly to the ground.

"Brother!"

Sasuke let out a hysterical roar, while Fugaku tightened his fists hidden within his sleeves.

Genma, who had been watching the match from the sidelines, arrived in a flash to carefully examine Itachi's condition.

Then, he announced in a loud voice: "The winner is Uchiha Eiji!"

At the same time, a pleasant electronic chime rang out once more in Eiji's mind.

[Mission Reward: Illusion Technique: Darkness of the Blooming Darkness]

After the match ended, the Medical Corps rushed into the arena to provide emergency treatment to the half-dead Itachi.

Eiji, meanwhile, sheathed his ninja blade and returned to his familiar corner.

Inside the Hokage Building, the Third Hokage, Sarutobi Hiruzen, gently set down his pipe in front of the crystal ball.

The ninjutsu and taijutsu Eiji had used, and even that head of white hair, all reminded him of a certain individual.

"I want all of Eiji's files—every single one!"