Here they come!
Uchiha Mai had been watching from the sidelines for ages, waiting for this moment. A smile curled at his lips.
Why is that kid smiling?
He's just a Genin. Judging by his age, this might be his first time on a battlefield. I'm a powerful Kumogakure Jonin.
My life matters too! A Special Jonin is still a Jonin!
In the next instant, Nobuhiko understood why Uchiha Mai was smiling.
Those beautiful, obsidian-black eyes suddenly turned bloodred, so vivid they were impossible to look away from.
Three black Tomoe circled his pupils. For a moment, Nobuhiko saw mountains of corpses and rivers of blood, and an involuntary shudder left him dazed.
Sharingan Genjutsu.
Uchiha Mai gripped the hilt of the sword at his waist with his left hand, gathered his chakra, and murmured, "Deathfire Iaijutsu: Lion Song."
Iaijutsu was the art of drawing and striking with a sword.
Every school of swordsmanship had techniques built around the draw. The aim was to draw as fast as possible and defeat the opponent in an instant.
Zoro's One Sword Style: Lion Song in One Piece was essentially an Iaijutsu strike.
Uchiha Mai had borrowed the name Lion Song while he was at it, all to boost his Style Points.
And Deathfire meant exactly what it sounded like: flames that brought death.
In the next instant, the sword left its sheath.
Its blade was as sharp as the Kusanagi Sword. Moonlight flashed across its edge, dazzling and beautiful, with death hidden in its gleam.
Nobuhiko would have sworn on his own head that the brilliant flash was the most beautiful light he had ever seen.
Nothing could compare to it.
The Sharingan Genjutsu held Nobuhiko for only an instant. After all, he was a ninja skilled in Lightning Style Nintaijutsu.
Genjutsu