Genjutsu: Sharingan!
With Genjutsu clearing the way, Kyosuke entered the arena without a hitch.
"Come on, take him down!"
"Give it everything you've got! I've bet big on you!"
"Get in there! Kill your opponent!"
The noisy atmosphere made Kyosuke feel a little uncomfortable.
The outside world was engulfed in war, and countless people were struggling between life and death. He hadn't expected people here to take pleasure in watching others fight to the death.
After a brief silence, Kyosuke sought out the man running the operation and put on his long-unused oni mask.
When the organizers learned that the man before them was none other than the Uchiha's famed Vile Rakshasa, they immediately erupted with excitement.
"Sir, I've heard the Uchiha have a remarkable Lightning Release technique..." The cautious manager tried to verify the newcomer's identity.
Crackle!
The sound of a thousand birds rang out. Kyosuke drew his weapon and turned to face the guards who had rushed in to investigate.
He activated the Body Flicker Technique, and his lightning-forged blade sliced across one man's neck.
By the time he turned to attack the second, blood was only just spraying from the first man's wound.
"That's enough, sir." The manager tried to call off the fight.
But Kyosuke, lost in the frenzy of killing, could no longer hear anyone's advice.
Years on the battlefield had affected him profoundly. Whether he admitted it or not, Kyosuke had long since grown accustomed to taking lives.
Killing?
It was just a routine job, like eating and sleeping every day.
His Sharingan tracked every move his enemies made as he swung his Chidori blade again and again, trying to force them into an ever-smaller space.
The room was small, and the two sides were close. There was no chance to use Ninjutsu.
Life