A Thousand Forgings, A Hundred Refinements

The Cosmic Fist Technique is known as the greatest fist technique in the universe; the mere mention of it brings to mind a certain prince who was once chased by a jeep.

Training in the Cosmic Fist Technique primarily begins with a jeep (this is a certainty). As someone who was an Alien Baltan that defected to the side of light in a past life, Uchiha Yuji only wants to smoke a cigarette in silence.

The Land of Light has no jeeps, only spaceships.

The advantage of the Uchiha clan is indeed their innate Sharingan, but knowing full well that the body is the foundation, Uchiha Yuji has been constantly tempering his physique by combining it with the knowledge of the Alien Baltan from his past life.

How could the Lightning Release: Armor, which constantly stimulates and intensifies the body, compare to this?

Flesh and blood forged through a thousand hammerings!

Uchiha Yuji immersed himself in the pleasure of fist meeting flesh, maintaining his striking posture without moving for a long time.

His streamlined muscles were not as explosive as those of the Third Raikage, yet they displayed a harmonious elegance and robustness.

"I never expected your taijutsu to be so exquisite!"

The Sharingan is known as the Copy Wheel Eye; whether it is taijutsu or ninjutsu, it can be replicated. However, under normal circumstances, members of the Uchiha clan do not choose to play with taijutsu.

The physical fitness of a taijutsu ninja is much tougher than that of an average ninja.

"This doesn't look like the Uchiha I know. Is the Uchiha clan about to produce another Asura?"

Amidst the dust and mist, the Third Raikage slowly stood up, his fierce eyes staring intently, resembling a man-eating beast.

The Uchiha clan is simply a clan favored by the heavens; every generation produces brand-new powerhouses.

At such a young age, Uchiha Yuji is already a powerhouse capable of changing the course of a war. If he is allowed to continue growing, how will the next generation of our Cloud Ninja deal with him?

"I cannot yet be called an Asura."

Uchiha Yuji slowly withdrew his stance, a smile on his face. "My Gundam was destroyed by you, so let me show you my true power."

What Gundam? What is he talking about? I don't understand at all!

The Third Raikage shook his head, casting the complicated thoughts out of his brain, and his hands quickly formed seals.

"Lightning Release: Black Panther!"

A leopard-shaped black lightning bolt galloped forward; the lifelike black panther moved like a living creature, leaping and sprinting across the ground.

But the attack was not limited to just the black lightning. Within Uchiha Yuji's field of vision, he saw the dust suddenly disperse as the Third Raikage rushed out once again.

In the span of a single breath, the Third Raikage had already reached him.

The speed of the Third Raikage was even faster than his movement techniques, and his thrusting Hell Stab was delivered at the waist once more.

The Black Panther approached simultaneously, attacking from both sides to form a perfect pincer movement.

But this time, Uchiha Yuji did not intend to dodge.

His right arm, from the shoulder down, instantly turned into an afterimage, and his clenched right fist precisely struck the Third Raikage's arm from the side.

Despite being in high-speed motion, despite being covered in the Lightning Release: Armor, and despite having erupted with all his strength—a power strong enough to pin the Eight-Tails to the ground—the Third Raikage was easily redirected by the Uchiha before him.

The Third Raikage watched helplessly as his balance was broken, his body tilting in the direction of Uchiha Yuji's strike.

Uchiha Yuji thought he would be sent flying away just like that, but the burly man before him suddenly twisted his waist, completing a beautiful turn, and an elbow wrapped in bright yellow lightning rapidly approached his head.

With the Third Raikage's violent strength, if that landed, his brain would surely turn into mush.

Or would he become a headless Uchiha?

However, Uchiha Yuji had long since grown accustomed to such abrupt attacks.

The power from his waist traveled along his spine to his shoulder, vibrating to resist the Third Raikage's right arm, and his right fist suddenly twisted, changing the direction of his punch.

A spiral of muscular force surged out, and his approaching elbow retreated rapidly.

In mid-air, the Third Raikage twisted his waist; the scenery around him retreated rapidly, and the figure of Uchiha Yuji in the distance also shrank quickly.

Even though he was covered in the Lightning Release: Armor, his right hand, which had clashed with the enemy, was still throbbing with pain.

In terms of taijutsu, he had actually lost to an Uchiha!

But it didn't matter; at that distance, he couldn't release that chakra giant!

Just as the Third Raikage had thought, although his close-quarters combat had been repelled, the ninjutsu he released continued along its previous trajectory. During the brief moment he clashed with Uchiha Yuji, the black panther had already sprinted to Uchiha Yuji's side.

The pitch-black lightning leopard opened its maw, leaping and pouncing downward.

And then, there was no "then"—the black panther vanished rapidly in mid-air!

On the other side of his vision, only those rapidly spinning blood-red eyes remained, deeply imprinted in the depths of his soul.

Although Uchiha Yuji was still standing in the same spot, it was as if an invisible barrier separated them.

That robust body seemed to no longer exist in the same world as them.

"My compatibility with you is very poor, Third Raikage."

The voice rang in his ears, and the figure he was staring at had become blurred before he knew it.

The Third Raikage didn't even have time to think before he saw Uchiha Yuji appear before him once again; in that instant, he had crossed the space between them.

The iron fist filled with chakra expanded rapidly, the heavy pressure causing the rushing air to explode into white ripples.

The shadow of death suddenly loomed over his heart.

The Third Raikage's consciousness could not keep up, but his body's instinctive fear of death forced him to launch a counterattack.

A fist the size of a sandbag collided violently with a slightly delicate-looking fist.

This instinctive reaction not only surprised Uchiha Yuji, but the Third Raikage was also stunned.

However, his confusion lasted only a fleeting moment; the instant their fists clashed, a terrifying impact surged from the knuckles up his arm, rapidly spreading to his upper body.

His body, which was sturdier than rock, was sent flying backward like a piece of tattered cloth.

Trees and boulders were completely unable to stop him, and by the time the roaring sound ceased, he had already appeared on the other side of the forest.

The heat generated by the extreme friction caused the forest to gradually ignite into flames.

The wildfire spread exceptionally fast in the warm breeze, staining the sky with a sunset-like crimson hue in mere moments.

This also provided the Shadow Guard, who were pursuing the Third Raikage, with an accurate coordinate.

Or rather, the clash between the two was the best coordinate of all.

The original environment of the Land of Moon had been completely transformed into scorched earth, and the Red and White Fan cloak snapped loudly amidst the billowing heat waves; in the gale, the cloak remained perfectly intact, without even a single wrinkle upon it.

Not far from him lay the Third Raikage, his arm bent at an eerie angle.

"Father!"

The worried voice drowned out the sound of the burning flames.

"Don't come over! You are no match for him!"

"Go back!"