The Genius Brother, the Oni Genius Jin, and the Idiot Him

Two and a half years later.

The waters of the Naka River shimmered with golden ripples in the morning light, a captivating sight.

But on the training ground behind the Uchiha District, a restless, irritable atmosphere hung in the air.

"Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique!"

Sasuke's fingertips trembled slightly as he formed the hand seals.

He extended his right hand before his mouth, then puffed out his chest, gathering hot Chakra in his throat—

And then, with a puff, he spat it out with all his might!

Pfft.

A fist-sized flame flew barely two meters before dissipating directly into the wind.

It didn't even change the temperature around him.

"Failed again..."

Sasuke gritted his teeth, a flash of self-blame and disappointment in his eyes.

He'd been trying Fire Style for half a year now.

As for this Great Fireball Technique, he'd been at it for two months and still couldn't grasp the knack.

It could barely even light a campfire.

Nearby.

Disappointment flickered in Fugaku's eyes. "Maybe I shouldn't have hoped for so much."

"Itachi is already a rare genius, and Jin is a prodigy this clan has never seen before. Sasuke... maybe it's fine for him to be ordinary."

In truth, two months was already an impressive display of talent, but compared to his brother, who learned it in a single glance, it still fell far short.

Thinking this, he gently patted Sasuke's shoulder to comfort him. "It's okay, Sasuke. Even One-vs-Seven only managed to spit out five meters when he first started the Great Fireball."

Over the years, under Jin's lead, they'd naturally taken to calling him One-vs-Seven.

"Oh? Well, at least mine went two meters..." Hearing this, Sasuke's little face lit up. "How long did it take One-vs-Seven to learn it?"

"Uh..." Fugaku hesitated, unsure how to explain.

Tell the truth?

It would hurt the boy's feelings.

But if he didn't say...

Just as he was wavering, a lazy voice drifted down from the courtyard wall.

"Oh, One-vs-Seven just watched Father demonstrate it, copied it once, and spat it out successfully."

"Also, Second Pillar, when Father said five meters, he meant the diameter, not the length."

Uchiha Jin waved a hand, stating the facts plainly.

Then he rolled over, grinning as he watched the two who hadn't yet chatted today.

Those words made Sasuke completely unable to lift his head.

Drip.

Drip.

Sweat trickled down the bridge of his nose.

He bit his lower lip hard, his palms turning white where his nails dug in!

For two months, he'd trained like a madman, and it still couldn't match his brother's single imitation!

But the more anxious he got, the more his chakra ran wild like a runaway horse, charging through his meridians.

Vaguely, it even showed signs of going out of control.

Fugaku patted him, not knowing what to say.

"Father, maybe Sasuke isn't suited for Fire Style."

Uchiha Jin propped one leg on the wall, letting the other dangle over the edge as he swayed and spoke again.

This wasn't just to fulfill the ten-minute conversation quota—it was the truth.

Sasuke's Fire Style was indeed mediocre, especially compared to his dazzling Lightning Style, which utterly crushed it.

Back in that era, Second Pillar would draw his sword with his whole body crackling with Chidori, the special effects maxed out!

The moment Kirin appeared, the entire ninja world's Lightning Style was elevated to a new level.

So, to make his copying more effective, Jin felt it was necessary to Restore Order.

All these years, he hadn't copied a single decent trait from Second Pillar!

"Nonsense!" Upon hearing Jin's words, Fugaku snorted coldly. "The Uchiha Clan has been renowned for Fire Style since the Warring States Period, especially that legendary man—his Fire Style could even burn through Lord Hashirama's Wood Style!"

"Such glory!"

"Yes, yes, yes—not only did it burn through Wood Style, but now it's lying low underground, ready to mess with you at any moment."

Jin rolled his eyes, flipped over, and leaped down.

The dust kicked up on landing eerily swerved around the hem of his clothes.

After two and a half years of "photosynthesis," the Chakra swirling around him had long since condensed as solidly as a deep pool!

At that moment, as he looked toward Sasuke, faint pale-blue veins suddenly surfaced around his right eye!

This was the Byakugan of the Hyuga Main Family!

Over the past two and a half years, he had grown increasingly adept at using it.

He could activate it at will and conceal it just as easily.

Within the Main Family's 360° unobstructed field of vision, Sasuke's bodily meridians appeared clearly before him.

Inside the Body, the blue-and-purple interwoven Chakra pathways were laid bare in exquisite detail.

Those restless electric lights coursed along the meridians, clashing violently with the crimson Chakra every time he performed a Fire Release technique.

"Lightning beats Earth, Fire beats Wind, but Lightning and Fire..." Jin raised two fingers, "are like tossing an Explosive Tag into a bonfire—can't handle it."

As he spoke, a blinding flash of lightning suddenly burst from his fingertips!

Sasuke's pupils went wide staring at it.

"B-B-Big Bro! When did you learn Lightning Release!"

Beside him, Uchiha Fugaku was equally curious.

Even carrying a hint of delight.

In his memory, this second son, though he had Awakened his Sharingan very early, seemed to just sleep all the time?

So where did this Lightning Release come from?

Could it have fallen from the sky?

Instinctively, a crimson Three Tomoe flickered in the depths of Fugaku's eyes.

Vaguely, the Three Tomoe showed signs of shifting.

As if about to merge into one...

Just then, Jin's voice came again, cutting the change short.

"Father."

"The Uchiha's Sharingan can predict the trajectory of lightning."

"And Lightning Release..." He turned to look at his stunned younger brother, "can make lightning catch up to our eyes."

With that, he suddenly clenched the lightning power at his fingertips.

"Screech—"

In an instant, a thousand birds cried out.

Countless high-intensity currents converged in his hand at once!

Dense, azure light devoured everything around it!

"This is!!"

"Is that Lightning Release: Chidori?!!"

Uchiha Fugaku's pupils trembled violently, and his Three Tomoe instantly returned to normal, becoming a bit clearer.

Lightning Release: Chidori.

Kakashi's signature technique.

Even he had heard of it.

But—how could it reappear in his second son's hands?

Had Kakashi taught it to Jin?

No, no, that shouldn't be...

At the very least, the Third Hokage wouldn't allow it.

Perhaps it was time to launch the coup ahead of schedule!

In that moment, Fugaku's mind was a tangled mess; he thought of many things.

As for Sasuke, his little face was left with only one word: "Want!"

He wanted it!

He loved it!

Such a flashy, cool, and spectacular skill—he was crazy about it!

But when had his slacker big bro learned it?

Could it be from sunbathing again?

Did you learn it from being chased by dogs?

Even for someone naturally gifted, a technique of this level would require a great deal of effort to control freely, right?

But Jin seemed to have mastered it effortlessly without any practice at all?!

At this moment, he Looked Towards that second son who never studied and only knew how to bask in the sun, and his face began to flush slightly.

Even with shame.

He had trained so hard, yet he still couldn't learn as fast or as well as Jin did while just sunbathing!

A thought suddenly rose in his heart:

"So there's the genius older brother, the monstrous Jin, and... the foolish him!"