Kyosuke vs. Uchiha Madara

"Hey, hurry up! Something big is happening at the training ground."

"What is it? Did someone attack the clan grounds?"

"Idiot, it's a duel between the Young Clan Head and Kyosuke! Both are famous geniuses, and today they'll finally settle who's better."

"What? Wait for me, I want to watch too!"

At the training ground, Kyosuke felt a slight ache in his head.

Damn Izuna, he thought, glancing at the smug kid. He knew this was all his doing.

The reason for this was likely that he wanted his older brother to defeat him in public.

For the past year, people had been debating who the number one genius of the new generation within the clan was.

Some believed the Young Clan Head, with his impressive record, was the strongest. Others thought Kyosuke, who had awakened his Sharingan at seven, was the true strongest.

He had intended to cultivate in peace for a while, but he hadn't expected Izuna to pull a stunt like this.

"Kyosuke!" A shout suddenly came from beside him.

Turning his head, he saw his snobbish cousin approaching.

"What are you doing?" Uchiha Kei came over, furious. "The Young Clan Head has a high status; how can you openly fight him?"

As he spoke, he leaned closer and whispered, "If you win, how will the Young Clan Head save face? And how will the Clan Head view you?"

He seemed concerned for his cousin, but in reality, he was worried that Kyosuke would anger the Clan Head and drag him down with him.

He had initially wanted his cousin to forfeit, but the young man merely glanced at him before turning to face the Uchiha brothers who were slowly approaching.

This completely enraged Uchiha Kei. "You bastard, I'm talking to you! Is this how you treat your own cousin?!"

"Noisy." Kyosuke shot a cold glance at the chattering man, his eyes narrowing as he said coldly, "Get lost. Don't be an eyesore in front of me."

"You scoundrel, are you rebelling against me now?!" Uchiha Kei quickly pulled a kunai from his ninja tool pouch, deciding to teach his cousin a memorable lesson.

Don't think a few words from the clan members make you so great. In Uchiha Kei's eyes, the young man before him was still the pitiful creature who had begged to be taken in.

His strength was Chunin level, and his combat experience was considerable. He believed he could easily defeat the other boy.

Who knew Kyosuke had already seen through his move?

He dared to engage in close combat against a Sharingan user. He truly didn't know how he would die.

Parrying his opponent's thrust, Kyosuke spun his body and twisted, appearing behind Uchiha Kei.

At the same time, he gripped his short sword in reverse and held it to the young man's neck.

"If we weren't in the clan, I would have killed you today."

With that, he abruptly raised his knee, hitting his opportunistic cousin squarely in the lower back and completely knocking the young man to the ground.

In truth, Uchiha Kei's strength was decent; he didn't need to be dealt with in an almost instant-kill manner.

It was just that this person was too arrogant. Without a Sharingan, he dared to play close-quarters combat, making him easy for Kyosuke to handle.

Kicking him away, Kyosuke looked at the approaching Dance King and said with a faint smile, "I didn't expect our first encounter would be like this."

"Do you need me to clear the area?" Madara asked, glancing around and subconsciously frowning. He shot an annoyed look at his younger brother.

Seeing this, Izuna flinched, quickly turned, and scampered away.

"No need." Kyosuke tightened his grip on his short sword, his expression calm. "What's meant to happen will happen. Besides, I'm tired of staying in the clan."

"Alright then, let's have a full-blown battle today."

"That's exactly what I intend."

Without any complicated rules, both sides assumed their stances and immediately began their first exchange.

In terms of physical strength and chakra, the 10-year-old Uchiha Madara held an absolute advantage.

A direct confrontation was out of the question. He also had to be wary of the ninjutsu the other might unleash.

To win, Kyosuke had to fully utilize the power of his Sharingan and the newly learned Shisui Style Body Flicker Technique.

A scarlet glow flashed in his eyes as the Sharingan reactivated, instantly bringing the opponent's movements into full view.

His free left hand reached into his ninja tool pouch, and with a flick of his wrist, three shuriken whistled through the air.

Clang! Uchiha Madara, holding his long sword, didn't slow his steps. He raised one arm, creating a solid defensive net in front of him.

The three shuriken, thrown from tricky angles, couldn't break through his sword net. The distance between them was rapidly closing.

"Good!"

The onlookers cheered loudly. With just that move, Madara had displayed swordsmanship far superior to Kyosuke's.

Everyone present was a seasoned ninja and could easily discern the nuances of their fight.

"You're still the same as ever, Kyosuke," Uchiha Madara suddenly tossed his long sword up, his hands moving like dancing butterflies as he quickly formed hand seals.

As flames gathered in his mouth, the surrounding temperature instantly rose significantly.

Fire Style: Majestic Destroyer Flame!

Holy crap, is this guy trying to kill me?! The image of twenty-odd Mist ninja fighting together during the Ninja World War flashed through Kyosuke's mind.

However, he quickly realized that Madara's current strength wasn't Jonin level yet, making it impossible for him to unleash such a terrifyingly powerful Fire Style jutsu.

Even so, he didn't dare to underestimate the Dance King.

He swiftly completed the Hand Seals with both hands. The instant the fan-shaped sea of fire reached him, Kyosuke's entire body turned into a blurry afterimage, charging straight towards Uchiha Madara in the distance.

Body Flicker Technique?!

Uchiha Madara was startled, never expecting Kyosuke to pull off such a move.

Was he not afraid of suffering irreparable internal injuries from forcibly using Body Flicker?

What is Keisuke doing, letting him learn Body Flicker Technique at this stage? Madara cursed inwardly, sheathed his long sword, and turned to look behind him.

There, Kyosuke was grimacing as he climbed up from the ground.

Half of it was due to the fall from not controlling his strength, and the other half was from the intense discomfort of being scorched by the Fire Style jutsu just now.

"Did Keisuke teach you Body Flicker Technique?" Madara asked with a frown.

If he received an affirmative answer, he would definitely go find Keisuke to cause trouble.

Unexpectedly, Kyosuke shook his head, sighing as he touched his slightly singed hair, "I learned it myself. Damn it, my hair."

As part of the Uchiha family tradition, Kyosuke, much like Madara, sported spiky hair that was hard to describe as either stylish or ugly.

He planned to grow his hair out, at least to differentiate himself from these two damn brothers.

"Self-taught," Madara said after a moment of silence, glancing at Kyosuke's hair, which was nearly shoulder-length. "You should get a haircut too."

"You bastard, I was planning to grow my hair long."

"That will interfere with combat."

"Heh, I'm planning to develop a hair-based Ninjutsu. You'll see then."

After a brief exchange of insults, the two chose to go their separate ways.

Overall, Uchiha Madara's performance was more outstanding.

Kyosuke's Body Flicker was fast, but he couldn't control it well yet. Everyone present was very clear about this.

However, given that there was a two-year age difference between them, it was hard to say who was more talented.

At least in Uchiha Tajima's eyes, his own son was the future leader of the clan.

Uchiha Kyosuke?

It was time to think of a plan.