Team Fights Can Be Lost, but the Saintly Must Die!

How arrogant!

Unprecedentedly arrogant!

The countless dangers and hardships of the past had been so heartbreaking. Every moment had felt like dancing on the edge of a knife. It had been a disgrace to the Qidian Orphanage...

But after weathering countless hardships, he had finally reached the other side. Though he hadn't awakened the Mangekyō Sharingan, he had at least broken through the barrier to Kage Level.

When dealing with a damn saint like Uchiha Shisui, there was no need to waste time talking. He had to cut him down first. Letting the man breathe even one more breath would be irresponsible.

What kind of lousy teammate was this?!

With the Uchiha Clan's deep reserves, even without the Mangekyō Sharingan, they could still maintain a dynamic balance within Konoha's political system through their unique way of survival.

And if multiple Mangekyō Sharingan appeared in the same era, with an ultimate weapon as formidable as Kotoamatsukami in their hands...

They'd started with a perfect hand and a dragon charging right at the enemy. Tell him, how could they possibly lose?!

Even an idiot wouldn't have ended up dead, with his clan wiped out. But the truth was, saints were even more useless than idiots.

Not only did they meet a miserable end themselves, they passed on their stupid saintly convictions, bringing ruin for generations to come.

Lu Xun once said:

"It is often the kindest wishes that lead humanity into a living hell."

Inspired by these words, Uchiha Jin had also come to understand a truth.

Team fights can be lost, but the saintly must die!

Dying at the enemy's hands might not be glorious, but getting your own people killed through your incompetence was truly humiliating.

So from the moment Uchiha Jin had arrived in this world, Uchiha Shisui and Uchiha Itachi had already been written into his Death Note.

It had nothing to do with right or wrong!

Nothing to do with good or evil!

It didn't even matter whether it was worth the effort!

Whoever acted like a saint, he'd kill them. Not even Jesus could save them. He meant it!

And today was the beginning of Uchiha Jin putting that goal into practice!

"So!"

"Shisui, what are you waiting for?"

Uchiha Jin looked tiny beneath the Susanoo, yet at that moment he seemed like a Giant Spirit God, looking down at Uchiha Shisui from above. He made no attempt to hide the contempt in his voice.

"Uchiha Jin!"

The enormous Susanoo on the arena suddenly raised the greatsword in his hand and roared furiously at the crowd below.

Uchiha Shisui was filled with regret. He should have used Kotoamatsukami decisively at the clan training grounds earlier. Then perhaps an innocent clansman wouldn't have died, and he wouldn't have exposed the Mangekyō Sharingan he'd kept hidden for so long.

For the Uchiha Clan, the Mangekyō Sharingan sounded the call to war. Its appearance would inevitably stir the Radical Faction to launch an armed coup. Even the Moderates and the fence-sitters would switch sides at any moment.

In this situation, did Shisui's own wishes even matter?

No matter what the outcome, it would never be one that a saint like Shisui could accept.

Only now did he finally realize that Uchiha Jin really had bluffed him earlier, and that he'd missed the best chance to correct his mistake.

But now... there was still time!

Uchiha Shisui's mind raced as he considered how to handle what came next and how to launch a thunderous strike against Uchiha Jin.

But!

"Shisui, calm down!"

As two flickering silhouettes solidified, Uchiha Setsuna and Uchiha Fugaku appeared on the arena at the same time. Their expressions were stirred as they looked up at the enormous Susanoo before them.

One was a devoted admirer of Uchiha Madara and the clan's well-read elder; the other was the Uchiha Clan Head, who had personally witnessed the awakening of the Mangekyō Sharingan.

They understood perfectly... the grief Uchiha Shisui was feeling right now!

Who could have imagined that Zongxian was Shisui's 'true love'? Why had Shisui never shown any sign of it before?

Though Uchiha Setsuna and Uchiha Fugaku didn't know the reason, they were certain that Shisui was suffering from a post-awakening stress disorder. If he could just calm down, the clan would gain an exceptionally powerful fighter.

"Shisui, get a hold of yourself. Zongxian wouldn't want you to do this, even from beyond the grave!"

"Exactly. The arena is a place where everyone must accept the risk of death. I'm sure Zongxian would be glad you awakened the Mangekyō!"

Uchiha Setsuna and Uchiha Fugaku watched Shisui's every move warily as they took turns trying to 'comfort' him.

What were those two doing?

Uchiha Jin watched the pair, who had suddenly appeared and disrupted his plan, and couldn't help but show a string of helpless black lines across his face. He realized that his plan to personally finish off Shisui was probably ruined.

After all... saints...

Aside from their indiscriminate compassion, their greatest weakness was that they could be talked into backing down!

Sure enough!

Feeling the powerful auras emanating from Uchiha Fugaku and Uchiha Setsuna, Shisui, whose mind had been clouded by rage, began to calm down a little.

Uchiha Shisui started to think.

Why?

Why did Uchiha Jin dare to provoke him so brazenly, despite his having awakened the Mangekyō Sharingan? Not long ago, he'd seemed so wary of Kotoamatsukami's terrifying power.

But that question faded as Shisui's gaze swept over Uchiha Jin and the line of elite Uchiha shinobi surrounding him, then settled on the Elder and Clan Head standing in his way, their powerful auras on full display.

Hiss...

Now that he'd calmed down, Uchiha Shisui couldn't help drawing in a sharp breath. A deep, bone-chilling cold crept over him.

Uchiha Jin's lethal move hadn't relied on the 'Flame Demon' Zongxian. It was the powerful Uchiha Clan standing before him.

But why go this far?

He'd only wanted to achieve peace between the Uchiha and the village. Why had they used the life of a clansman to set this trap for him?

That's right!

Uchiha Shisui's heart was devoted to Lord Hokage!

But setting the facts aside, wasn't the Uchiha Clan at fault too?!

Faced with the burning gazes fixed on him, Shisui's grief and indignation slowly began to cool.

Even with the Mangekyō Sharingan, he couldn't take on so many elite Uchiha head-on. And even if he could, the outcome would be one he couldn't accept.

So!

Uchiha Shisui gave up. All he did was glare furiously at Uchiha Jin, his eyes filled with a cold promise to settle the score later.

Uchiha Jin clearly didn't care. Though he hadn't managed to have Shisui beaten to death by the Uchiha army and had missed a great chance to grow dramatically stronger in a short time, it wouldn't make much difference to the final outcome.

After all, from the moment Uchiha Shisui revealed his Susanoo, his ending had already been set.

The only question was whether it would be miserable... or even more miserable!

If Shisui died here, it would be a fitting end, and Uchiha Jin would gain a hefty reward in the short term.

But Shisui didn't deserve such a dignified, merciful end. Since Jin had missed the rare moment of goodwill he'd felt today, he looked forward to seeing the expression on this saint's face when the whole world betrayed him.

Uchiha Jin looked away from Shisui's enormous Susanoo and gazed toward the four giant Hokage statues in the distance behind it.

"I can't wait!"