Naruto: I Use Chakra to Upgrade Bloodline Limit Chapter 40

However, if they did not provide an explanation to the Cloud, it seemed that would not do either.

Consequently, Sarutobi Hiruzen looked toward Odley and began to inquire.

"Leader Odley, how does your Cloud Village intend to handle this matter?"

Odley sneered as he spoke.

"It is perfectly normal for young people to be a bit impulsive. It is not surprising that Toroi lost to our Konoha's prestigious bloodline clan; we of the Cloud concede defeat."

"I hope the Hokage will give our Cloud Village a chance to wash away this shame by letting our genius, Darui, compete with that Uchiha youth once more. Do you think this is feasible?"

After Toroi lost to Genya, the Cloud was unconvinced and wanted to send out Darui to challenge Genya and defend their dignity.

"Could it be Darui, the possessor of the Storm Release bloodline?" some high-ranking Konoha officials exclaimed in the arena.

Darui was just over twelve years old and was a genius elite youth from the Cloud Village's Storm Village.

At this moment, he was sitting on the side of the delegation, his face expressionless.

"Leader Odley, I have heard that your Darui is already twelve years old, while our clan's youth, Genya, is not yet nine. This seems like bullying the young with the old, does it not?"

Odley gave a cold, sinister smile and said, "We can change people; don't say we Cloud ninjas don't make concessions for you. Any Uchiha youth under fifteen is welcome to accept the challenge!"

On the surface, Odley spoke with high-sounding words, but in reality, there were not many elite Uchiha youths under fifteen, and even fewer who had awakened their Sharingan. He had already secretly investigated these matters thoroughly.

Fugaku let out an "Oh" and asked, "Would a fourteen-year-old and 252 months old work?"

Everyone was stunned upon hearing this.

"Clan Leader Fugaku, please stop joking." Odley was taken aback for a moment before giving a cold, stern smile.

Fugaku possessed at least the strength of an elite Jonin.

No matter how powerful Darui was, he could not possibly be an opponent.

"We Uchiha accept this challenge, and Uchiha Genya will represent us!" Fugaku said indifferently, then shifted his tone: "We Uchiha are not a clan that you Cloud ninjas can challenge whenever you please."

"How about this: let us make a wager. If we Uchiha win, the 200,000 catties of grain that Konoha is gifting to you shall all be handed over to the Uchiha."

"If the Uchiha lose, we will compensate you with an equal amount of grain. Do you dare to agree?"

"This..." Odley hesitated; after all, he did not have the authority to make decisions regarding the grain. However, thinking of Darui's strength, he gritted his teeth and said, "Fine!"

Odley chose to believe in Darui.

After all, Darui was already twelve years old.

He was about to graduate from the Ninja Academy.

He also possessed the Storm Release.

He had absolutely no reason to fear the Uchiha's Sharingan.

Originally, Darui only wanted to regain some face for the Cloud.

Little did he know that the other side would even offer to give them grain.

How truly foolish!

Fugaku turned to Sarutobi Hiruzen and asked.

"Lord Hokage, what do you think of this?"

Sarutobi Hiruzen nodded and said.

"Since this is a matter between the Cloud Village Delegation and your Uchiha, I have no objections."

"If we Uchiha win, the grain will not be given back to the village," Fugaku stated, enunciating every word.

After a moment of contemplation, Sarutobi Hiruzen replied with the word, "Naturally."

Hearing the other party's response, a smile appeared on Fugaku's face.

Sarutobi Hiruzen cherished his reputation dearly.

Having agreed in front of everyone, he surely would not go back on his word.

Even if he did, it would not matter to Fugaku.

It was only 200,000 catties of grain, after all.

The Uchiha were quite wealthy now.

Doing so would only ruin Sarutobi Hiruzen's reputation.

In the end, the Uchiha and the Cloud signed the gambling agreement.

The match between the younger generation of the Uchiha and the Cloud Village Delegation did not take place immediately but was scheduled for the following day.

The location was the Konoha Arena.

On one side was Konoha's prestigious Uchiha clan.

On the other was the Cloud's possessor of the Storm Release bloodline.

The match between the two would undoubtedly be spectacular!

"Uncle Fugaku, you want me to compete against a ninja from Kumogakure tomorrow?" Genya, who had just been fishing, had been summoned back in a frantic rush and was in a foul mood.

Just because of this matter, my fishing was ruined?

Fugaku gave a dry laugh and said, "This time, you must win to defend the reputation of our Uchiha."

"Ah, no, you didn't even ask for my consent. Performing in front of so many people—I'm actually quite shy and reserved."

"Ten thousand ryo!"

"No, this isn't about the money!"

"Twenty thousand ryo!"

"I would certainly be honored to fight for the Uchiha, but I haven't been in the right frame of mind these past few days. I can't perform at my full strength; you know how it is, every guy has those few days of the month."

"Forty thousand ryo!"

"To uphold the glory of the Uchiha, it is my bounden duty!"

Genya's voice was resonant and powerful, echoing throughout the courtyard...

Fugaku glanced at Genya, speechless.

"I thought you weren't in the right frame of mind and couldn't perform at your full strength?"

Genya waved his hand, speaking with righteous indignation.

"For the sake of the Uchiha, I will certainly adjust my state of mind to its peak. When the time comes, I will surely crush those Kumogakure ninjas like mere clay chickens and pottery dogs!"

Genya patted his chest, signaling for Fugaku to rest easy.

Listening to the other's high-sounding words, Fugaku rolled his eyes, thinking to himself that if it weren't for the forty thousand ryo, he probably wouldn't have been able to get this young master to make a move.

Immediately, Fugaku placed a stack of documents in front of Genya.

"This is the intelligence on the Kumogakure bloodline ninja Darui. Read it carefully tonight and give it your all tomorrow; you must not lose!"

Intelligence is a ninja's primary life.

Only by mastering the opponent's information can one better defeat them.

Genya believed it.

At this moment, in Darui's hands.

There must be a file on the Uchiha Sharingan.

One night passed quickly.

The next day.

Konoha Arena.

The thousands of seats were already filled, creating a very lively atmosphere.

On the high platform of the arena.

The Third Hokage Sarutobi Hiruzen sat in the main seat, with Odley of Kumogakure, Fugaku, and others beside him.

At this moment, there was not a trace of expression on Sarutobi Hiruzen's face.

It didn't matter to him who won or lost.

As long as this conflict could be resolved, that was enough.

"The Uchiha will likely lose..." Sarutobi Hiruzen muttered in a voice only he could hear.

After all, Darui of Kumogakure was slightly older and had been famous for a long time.

While Uchiha Genya was just an unknown kid.

At the same time, Sarutobi Hiruzen was lamenting.

Fugaku, you are the head of a clan, yet you fell for Kumogakure's provocation so easily.

How foolish!

Sarutobi Hiruzen even hoped that the Uchiha would lose the match.

That way, the peace treaty concluded between Konoha and Kumogakure would be even more solid.

As long as peace was maintained.

He would be loved and revered by the villagers.

In the surrounding stands, there were quite a few of Genya's acquaintances.

For instance, his homeroom teacher Watanabe Yu, Sarutobi Taro, and Hyuga Nami.

Even Itachi and Sasuke had arrived at the scene to cheer for Genya.

Inside the arena.

Genya and Darui were already in position.

The Darui before him had bronze-colored skin and carried a broadsword on his back, looking powerful and sturdy.

No wasted words.

Following the referee's command.

The two went straight at it.

The stakes for both Kumogakure and the Uchiha were incredibly high.

Failure was not an option!

With a sharp "whoosh."

Darui rushed toward Genya at blinding speed.

His massive fist.

Smashed directly toward Genya's face!

Seeing this, a cold sneer curled onto Genya's lips.

As his reserve chakra surged endlessly into his limbs, Genya felt his entire body brimming with power.

His expression remained unchanged as he threw a punch of his own!

How can his strength be this immense? The physical constitution of this brat is terrifying!

The moment their fists collided.

Darui felt a fierce, peerless force surge toward him, as if he were facing not an eight-year-old boy, but a Jinchuriki possessing monstrous power.

Kumogakure was renowned for its taijutsu.

Darui had originally intended to crush his opponent with physical techniques.

But his judgment had been wrong!

Changing tactics, Darui drew the broadsword from his back and slashed down through the air toward Genya's face.