"Uchiha Shūichi! What the hell are you talking about?!"
A middle-aged Uchiha who had been seated below Uchiha Fugaku stood up. Shūichi recognized him as Uchiha Fugaku's second-in-command, Uchiha Yashiro.
Uchiha Yashiro was a few years older than Uchiha Fugaku and was now in the prime of his career as a ninja. Unlike some of the other Uchiha, his eyes looked somewhat narrow, and a cold, blood-red light shone from his Three Tomoe Sharingan.
His malicious Dojutsu Power filled the air, pressing down on Shūichi. Uchiha Izumi frowned and started to step forward, but Shūichi stopped her with an outstretched hand.
"Heh... I'm just stating the facts. Uchiha Yashiro, are you really that rattled?! Don't tell me you actually think our Uchiha Clan is popular in Konoha!"
As Shūichi spoke, an even fiercer and more frenzied Dojutsu Power erupted from him. Sweat beaded on Uchiha Yashiro's forehead. He gritted his teeth and tried several times to speak, but the terrifying pressure choked off every attempt.
In the Uchiha Clan, the strength of one's Sharingan meant an absolute difference in rank!
Why had Uchiha Itachi and Uchiha Obito been able to wipe out the Uchiha Clan with such ease? Because they had both possessed the Mangekyō Sharingan. The Uchiha ninja had been almost powerless to resist them.
Shūichi wasn't using Uchiha Shisui's Mangekyō now. He was using his own Three Tomoe Sharingan.
But after Body Modification, resonance with the Kotoamatsukami Mangekyō, and the spiritual training of the Ice Heart Art and Blazing Kirin Sword, Shūichi's Three Tomoe had far surpassed the limits of a normal Three Tomoe Sharingan.
Though it hadn't evolved into the Mangekyō, it was still one or two times stronger than the Three Tomoe Uchiha Yashiro had spent his entire life honing.
"This... How is this possible... Such