Uchiha Setsuna Attacks!

The group maintained a steady pace, encountering nothing unusual along the way.

They would reach Konoha in about three hours if they kept up this speed.

Torikaze was somewhat looking forward to the upcoming reward, though according to the system's prompts, it would likely just be Calmness Points.

After all, the probability of obtaining mysterious items was extremely low, and Torikaze didn't feel he had that kind of luck, so he didn't harbor high hopes, merely wishing for a decent amount of Calmness Points.

Just as they passed a large river, Torikaze suddenly felt that same sensation he had experienced while sparring with Chirori on the mountaintop.

Torikaze understood immediately, but he did not let it show on his face.

He followed the main group for a while longer before suddenly clutching his stomach and crouching to the ground.

"Torikaze, what's wrong?"

Chirori noticed Torikaze's condition immediately and asked anxiously.

"I'm fine, just a stomach ache. I need to use the restroom; you guys go ahead."

Torikaze clutched his stomach, looking distressed, and Hiruzen and the others felt it wouldn't be right to stay behind.

After telling Torikaze to catch up as soon as possible, they continued forward, though they slowed their pace slightly.

Seeing that the main group was now some distance away, Torikaze returned to his normal demeanor and said coldly, "Come out, stop hiding."

The surroundings were deathly quiet, with only a few birds flapping their wings and taking flight; there was nothing else.

"Stop pretending. You were the one who attacked me on the mountaintop, weren't you? Setsuna Uchiha!"

As soon as these words fell, a massive, roaring fireball suddenly whistled out from the woods to Torikaze's right—this was the signature jutsu of the Uchiha Clan!

Fire Style: Fireball Jutsu!

"Water Style: Water Severing Wave!"

Torikaze spat out a large volume of water, forming a shockwave that collided with the incoming fireball, the hissing sound of water evaporating into steam filling the air.

Steam quickly permeated the woods, and within that thick vapor, a figure slowly emerged.

"You had a chance to live, but you have only yourself to blame for your arrogance, you foolish brat."

A pair of scarlet Three Tomoe Sharingan eyes opened, the gaze piercing through layers of steam to lock onto Torikaze.

Facing Setsuna Uchiha's threat, Torikaze remained indifferent, even mocking him, "You think you've got me? It's just a Three Tomoe, do you think you're Madara Uchiha?"

Setsuna laughed heartily upon hearing this: "Hahaha, just a Three Tomoe? Just? I'm actually being looked down upon by a six-year-old kid."

He then wore a twisted expression: "Then I'll let you witness the true power of the Sharingan!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, I'm afraid you won't get the chance."

Before Setsuna Uchiha could fly into a rage, Torikaze quickly formed hand seals, a smile playing on his lips.

"Cloud Release: Cloud Mist Jutsu."

A puff of cloud energy was exhaled from Torikaze's mouth, quickly spreading through the steam; in an instant, all the steam was assimilated by the clouds.

Setsuna Uchiha was shocked to discover that his Sharingan could no longer see! The water vapor before his eyes had turned into something resembling white clouds!

"What kind of jutsu is this! Damn it!" Setsuna Uchiha roared in anger.

But no one answered him; he had intended to use the steam to create an environment favorable to himself, but he never expected it to be turned against him!

Even his pride and joy, the Sharingan, had lost its effectiveness!

In truth, this was only because Setsuna Uchiha was too arrogant and hadn't conducted a detailed investigation into Torikaze, perhaps never even taking the six-year-old seriously.

Only now did he begin to feel a hint of regret! But the arrow was already on the string and had to be fired!

"Even without the Sharingan, I can still kill you!"

"Then by all means, give it a try."

The moment Torikaze spoke, Setsuna Uchiha quickly threw three shuriken toward the direction of the voice, but there was nothing but the sound of them striking stone.

"What a sinister person, actually using a taunt."

Having failed a strike and being continuously mocked, even the most even-tempered person would struggle to endure it, let alone a proud Uchiha!

"Fire Style: Majestic Destroyer Flame!"

A roaring, fan-shaped flame erupted from Setsuna's mouth. Under the scorching heat, some of the clouds dissipated, but they were quickly replenished by clouds from elsewhere.

After wasting so much effort for nothing, Setsuna Uchiha began to grow impatient, a voice in his heart constantly goading him: 'Kill him! Kill him!'

"Are you only going to hide in this thick fog! Like a coward!"

Torikaze chuckled at this: "These are clouds, the unique Kekkei Tōta of my Kumonaka Clan! Did you not do your homework before coming to kill me?"

Setsuna Uchiha felt as if he had been struck by lightning, stunned for a moment! What did that brat say? Kekkei Tōta? A Kekkei Tōta even higher than the Sharingan?

'Impossible! Absolutely impossible! He's just trying to mess with my head! That's right, he's truly treacherous!'

Setsuna Uchiha fed himself these frantic reassurances, and his emotions unexpectedly calmed down.

Just then, a small figure appeared within the clouds—it was Kumonaka Torikaze!

"Why are you so weak? Didn't you say you were going to kill me?"

This time, Setsuna ignored Torifu's verbal taunts and drew his blade, slashing directly at him!

But Torifu merely took a single step back, dodging the strike with ease.

"Impossible!" Setsuna was in disbelief. Very few people in his clan could dodge his strikes, yet this kid had avoided it with just one step! How could this be!

Torifu seemed to want him to die with a clear understanding, so he explained.

"Within the mist, all your bodily functions gradually slow down, and your internal organs begin to freeze from the inside out due to the mist you've inhaled."

"In other words, you began to die the moment you stepped into this mist."

Uchiha Setsuna had no desire to thank Torifu for his explanation; he simply could not believe that a patch of so-called clouds could take his life!

Uchiha Setsuna began to slash wildly at Torifu, abandoning all semblance of swordsmanship as if he had gone mad, screaming at the top of his lungs.

"Impossible! I am an Uchiha Genius! How could I die at your hands! Fire Style: Fireball Jutsu!"

A massive fireball erupted forth. Setsuna had poured nearly half of his chakra into this attack, and the size of the fireball was more than double that of a standard one!

Torifu reached out into the void, gathering a vast amount of mist before him to form a thick Cloud Shield!

The fireball collided with the Cloud Shield, sending sparks flying in every direction as the surrounding mist was scorched away.

For a moment, the visibility cleared up.

"Hehehe, your clouds are gone, your time of death has arrived!"

A sharp glint flashed in Setsuna's eyes. Believing that Torifu was finished, he raised his blade and charged.

"Not quite."

As those three words left Torifu's lips, two Crystal Vines suddenly burst from the ground beneath Setsuna's feet, wrapping around his entire body and binding him tight.

"Crystal Release: Crystal Blade."

A crystal blade manifested on Torifu's right arm, and with a single strike, blood sprayed into the air as Uchiha Setsuna's right arm was severed at the root, landing in the grass nearby.

This strike was to settle the score from last time.

The heart-wrenching pain caused Setsuna to howl instantly!

But Torifu's movements did not stop there.

"Don't worry, your brother likely won't survive either; you'll be joining him in a few days."

"Cloud Release: Cloud Transformation Jutsu!"

With that, Torifu's left hand, wreathed in mist, struck Uchiha Setsuna heavily in the chest!