Desperate Battle, Successive Awakenings

Dragging his heavily wounded body, the Dance King walked step by step towards the crowd.

His blood-stained clothes and broken left arm were enough to show the ferocity of the battle he had just endured.

However, Uchiha Madara's expression remained arrogant and unrestrained, holding his sword in one hand and pointing it at Nara Kensuke, whose face was grim.

Behind him, a Jonin from the Akimichi Clan lay with his head separated from his body.

The sword wound on his chest indicated that he had indeed died from injuries sustained in a frontal assault.

"How is this possible?" Nara Kensuke's expression was somewhat dazed, unable to believe that a companion could be killed by a boy no older than ten.

Yet, the imposing aura emanating from the boy forced him to accept the reality before his eyes.

In the rear, Kyosuke wasn't surprised at all.

That was Uchiha Madara, the current reincarnation of Indra's Chakra.

With his strength at the peak of Elite Chunin, was it strange for him to kill a Jonin alone?

Rather than focusing on his combat process, Kyosuke was more concerned about the changes in the Dance King's eyes.

That strange, eerie glow sent a chill down the spine of anyone who met his gaze.

Madara had finally awakened his Sharingan, a full five years earlier than in the original story.

At this moment, Kyosuke understood that the ripple effect of his own actions had begun to influence the progress of the ninja world.

"Madara awakened his eyes early, his strength and progress will definitely surpass the past. I wonder if Hashirama can still suppress him this time."

As he pondered, Uchiha Madara slowly approached, standing at a right angle to Kyosuke.

Their gazes were fixed straight ahead, their energies locked onto Nara Kensuke.

With the Ino-Shika-Cho formation defeated, the remaining ninja were no longer a threat.

Even if the three clans were filled with killing intent, they wouldn't send a group of Jonin to the Uchiha clan grounds to die.

How would they continue to exist after that?

Deploying three Jonin suicide squads was already their limit. All three were involved in the attack, and if they didn't come, they would be executed by their enraged clansmen.

As for the other ninja, no one was foolish enough to willingly undertake a suicidal mission.

"Only you're left, scum." Uchiha Madara raised his sword with one hand, his aura becoming even more sharp.

"This guy..." Kyosuke took a deep breath, knowing that the Dance King had touched the threshold of promotion to Jonin.

After this battle, the Uchiha would have another true powerhouse.

Slowly raising the short sword in his hand, Kyosuke crouched slightly, like a black panther observing its prey.

Jonin, with their thousands of points, were a huge prize. If he had the chance, he had to go for the kill.

If it were anyone else, they might resent his actions, but with the Dance King, he didn't have to worry about that.

"Damn it, I'm going all out for these points today!" Kyosuke rapidly formed Hand Seals, and the Chakra in his body began to churn wildly.

His already sore body felt like it was tearing apart.

That's right, to snatch the kill, Kyosuke intended to forcibly activate the Body Flicker Technique.

"Even if I die, I'll take you all with me!" Nara Kensuke, knowing escape was impossible, completely abandoned resistance.

Gathering all his Chakra, the shadow beneath his feet began to spread wildly in all directions.

Shadow blades rising from the darkness pierced both friend and foe within the surrounding area.

Secret Technique: Explosive Shadow Dive!

"Go to hell with me!" Nara Kensuke completely abandoned his defense, meaning he couldn't escape the Shadow Blades' assault either.

Without the need to control its power, the technique spread even faster.

At least one of those two Uchiha brats would have to leave their life behind.

"Retreat quickly!" Uchiha Madara's expression changed drastically, his Chakra erupting beneath his feet as he frantically retreated backward.

But the Shadow Blades were too fast. Just as he leaped up, sharp spikes like the scythe of death rose from beneath his feet.

In just one second, Indra's Chakra could be reincarnated again.

"I, Uchiha Madara, will never die here!" At the critical moment, a power surged within him inexplicably.

All his violent energy transformed into a single slash, and the Shadow Blades, which seemed capable of destroying everything, were directly turned to dust beneath his sword.

"Damn it." Nara Kensuke gritted his teeth, knowing he couldn't take him down.

So he changed his target, his fierce gaze fixed on the younger Kyosuke, preparing to drag him to the Pure Land together.

"It's over." Kyosuke's eyes felt like they were tearing apart, a single thought echoing in his mind.

I can't dodge.

He didn't possess the formidable raw power of Uchiha Madara to cut through a Jonin's desperate attack.

As for dodging...

The Burst Style Body Flicker Technique emphasized charging forward; there was no concept of sharp turns or retreats.

In other words, he had no choice but to charge forward at this moment.

[System Notification: Consumed 5000 points. Shisui Style Body Flicker Technique has been upgraded to Level 2.]

At the brink of life and death, he couldn't care less and directly used his points to forcibly upgrade his Ninjutsu level.

"Die for me!" Sand and stones cracked beneath his feet. In an instant, Kyosuke's figure vanished from his spot.

In the distance, Uchiha Madara supported himself with his sword, the rage in his eyes seemingly capable of igniting all things.

He secretly swore that if anything happened to Kyosuke, he would slaughter the three southern clans, leaving not a single soul alive.

At this time, the battles in other areas had also concluded.

Yet, no one showed any signs of happiness. The youth, hailed as the Uchiha clan's strongest talent in history, might have died at the hands of their enemies.

"Damn it!" Some clan members roared in anger, their eyes bloodshot.

"Brother!" Accompanied by a familiar shout, Izuna rushed over with a group of Genin.

Looking at the corpses littering the ground, Izuna felt a slight chill crawl up his spine. Fortunately, his elder brother was unharmed, which brought him a small measure of relief.

Glancing around, he said with emotion, "It's all thanks to that guy. Otherwise, who knows what kind of mess would have happened."

"Right, where did he go? Don't tell me he got scared and ran off?!"

Izuna had intended to make a few jokes, but he found everyone present wearing solemn expressions, hesitant to speak.

He paused for a moment, gradually understanding something. "No way, how could that guy..."

Patting his younger brother's shoulder, Madara spoke in a low voice, "Notify the clan first."

"Impossible, how could this happen? I haven't even gotten my revenge on you yet, and you dare to die?" Izuna lowered his head, negative emotions surging wildly within him.

Within the clan, everyone treated him as the Clan Head's son, Madara's younger brother. Only Kyosuke had truly treated him as Uchiha Izuna.

"We promised to fight side-by-side in the future, you untrustworthy bastard!" Izuna clenched his fists, a strange glint flashing in his eyes.

"Izuna." Madara closed his eyes in pain, wanting to say something but not knowing how to begin.

A somber atmosphere spread, and everyone exchanged bitter smiles, feeling no joy from their victory.

"Hey, have you finished your ranting, you bastard?" A barely audible murmur caused everyone present to hold their breath.

Turning their heads in disbelief, a figure stumbled out from the shadow forest created by the enemy.

"Quick, give this old man a hand." Kyosuke let out a wry laugh, two black tomoe slowly spinning in his eyes.