"Hey, you little punk! How dare you ignore me? Are you looking to get yourself killed?"
Little Fatty saw that Mo Chen wasn't afraid of him at all. Instead, he even smiled faintly and stood there in a daze. Fury surged in his chest.
He felt his dignity had been challenged. Raising a fist as big as a sandbag, he swung it at Mo Chen's face.
The insults snapped Mo Chen out of his daze. Seeing the fist coming, he immediately dodged to the side.
You could hit someone anywhere but the face! He still had to attend the graduation briefing in a little while.
Little Fatty wasn't a ninja, but his skills were clearly at the level of a Ninja Academy graduate.
Mo Chen dodged the blow head-on, but couldn't avoid it completely.
Little Fatty's fist struck his shoulder. Mo Chen let out a pained groan and fell onto his side.
"You still dare to dodge? I'm hitting you, and you dare to dodge? You must really want to die!"
Little Fatty shot a look at the others behind him. Then, with several of them, he started beating Mo Chen.
They blocked off every direction Mo Chen could have used to dodge. He wanted to fight back, but before he could muster any strength, they knocked it out of him.
When it came down to it, civilians had little chance of becoming strong. Even after graduating from the Ninja Academy, or becoming a Genin or Chunin, without a good teacher, they were still only cannon fodder.
Outnumbered four to one, Mo Chen had no hope of fighting back. He could only cover his head with both hands and endure the beating, keeping their blows away from his face.
Little Fatty and the others surrounded Mo Chen, punching and kicking him.
They beat him while hurling insults. The others jeered and laughed.
[Hinata Hyuga: Those people are awful. How can they bully Mo Chen like that?]
[Ino Yamanaka: Those bastards! I want to kill them!]
[Tenten: Calm down. Don't be rash. If the video is real, Mo Chen is about to awaken his Sharingan. If we interfere now, it might actually be bad for him.]
[Sakura Haruno: If taking a beating can give him great power, then it's worth it.]
To avoid giving themselves away, the girls communicated through the Chat Group in their minds.
Sakura alone seemed unconcerned. The others couldn't help feeling sorry for him.
They were all kind girls. Seeing Mo Chen get bullied like this made their fists clench.
But Mo Chen had no energy to spare for Konoha's Four Flowers.
The constant pain made him regret his choice.
The bullying had been part of the future he'd made up himself.
He knew the Sharingan needed an external trigger to awaken, and he'd chosen the least painful price for the greatest reward.
But if he'd known it would hurt this much, he would've rather watched someone die in front of him and awakened the Sharingan through compassion. Then someone else would be the one in pain.
Well, that was just wishful thinking.
With his mindset, he might feel sorry for some random passerby who died in front of him, but probably not enough to awaken his Sharingan.
If that alone could awaken the Sharingan, it would be worth far too little.
"Hahaha! This kid's a real coward. He's actually not fighting back at all!"
Little Fatty guffawed. "Looks like he's got no balls. We'll have some fun with him from now on. First, find out who he is. You don't often run into a spineless loser like this. We can come mess with him whenever we've got time!"
The others around him laughed without restraint, looking down on Mo Chen.
Their words struck a nerve, filling Mo Chen with anger.
He'd only wanted to follow the plot step by step and then gain power.
But now that he thought about it, was he really being too timid?
Getting power this way would leave a stain on his life!
Damn it. Whether he awakened the Sharingan or not, he'd worry about that later.
How could a transmigrator let a bunch of nameless locals look down on him? He could always find another way to gain power!
Once he'd made up his mind, Mo Chen's fighting spirit blazed to life.
"Yah!"
Mo Chen let out a furious shout, and Chakra burst from his body.
Like steam bursting out of a sealed bottle, the sudden surge of power forcefully sent the people surrounding him flying.
Mo Chen didn't waste a second. He fixed his gaze on Little Fatty, whose expression had just changed, and punched him straight in the face.
Little Fatty had plenty of experience in fights. Though startled, he stayed calm, and a disdainful smile spread across his face.
"That's a pretty weak punch—"
Thud!
Before he could finish speaking, Mo Chen's strength and speed suddenly seemed to skyrocket.
Little Fatty was just beginning to dodge with ease when the fist struck his face.
A dull impact rang out, and Little Fatty's head seemed to crumple.
He screamed as his body was launched backward like a cannonball.
Boom!
His nearly one-hundred-kilogram body slammed into the wall behind him, cracking it.
The impact left Little Fatty feeling as if his whole body had fallen apart.
His internal organs had been shaken, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
The others stared blankly. The sudden turn of events had thrown them off, and their minds couldn't keep up.
They stared at Mo Chen. He now radiated a fierce presence, his eyes blood-red, like a beast ready to devour them.
The moment they met his icy gaze, they all shuddered. With a cry of alarm, they turned and ran, dragging Little Fatty along with them.
As they fled, Mo Chen had wanted to chase after them.
But as soon as he moved, his mind suddenly grew hazy.
A strange sensation surged through his head, and his vision blurred.
To an outside observer, his reddened eyes suddenly seemed to form red pupils, with two Tomoe appearing in each. They spun clockwise several times before settling into place.
At the same time, Mo Chen's vision cleared again.
He realized the world before him had changed, becoming much sharper and brighter.
If the world had looked high-definition before, now it was like Blu-ray Ultra HD.
If he wished, he could even slow the passage of time, making everything around him seem slower.
Of course, that was just an illusion. In truth, it was the Sharingan's ability to see movement.
Not only that, but at that moment, his body felt as though a heavy burden had been lifted.
His speed, strength, Chakra, even the speed of his mental reactions—all his attributes had improved.
Mo Chen finally realized what had happened: his Sharingan had awakened, and his potential had been unleashed!
"What's going on?!"
Mo Chen stared at his palms, spreading his hands with an incredulous expression.
He was mainly putting on this reaction for Konoha's Four Flowers to see.
He couldn't immediately figure out that it was the Sharingan, or he'd give himself away.
Though the Four Flowers of Konoha had watched the Future videos while observing from the shadows, seeing it happen for real still left them shocked.
[Tenten: It really is the Sharingan. Mo Chen must have Uchiha blood.]
[Ino Yamanaka: But he doesn't seem to know much about it. He probably isn't hiding his identity—he may be a descendant who was lost outside the clan.]
[Hinata Hyuga: But after awakening the Sharingan, shouldn't his first thought be to keep it secret?]
[Ino Yamanaka: Hinata, you're really hung up on this, aren't you? You forgot that Sasuke's our classmate. A lot of people know what happened to him.]
[Sakura Haruno: What does knowing what happened to Sasuke-kun have to do with keeping the Sharingan secret? Before this, I didn't even know what the Sharingan was!]
[Ino Yamanaka: Well...]
[Tenten: Looks like Mo Chen isn't just unusually talented. He's hiding a secret, too!]
Mo Chen was delighted by the changes the Sharingan had brought. But when he saw their conversation, his expression froze.
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