That afternoon. Outside the Hidden Leaf Village, at the No. 7 Forest of Death Training Ground.
Yuan had just finished inspecting the Anbu defensive line and was about to return to the clan grounds. He did not take the main road, but a narrow forest path lined with towering trees.
Halfway there, his steps stopped.
In the clearing ahead stood a person.
Sasuke was dressed in black combat gear, his right hand resting on the hilt of the Kusanagi Sword. He made no attempt to conceal his chakra. That cold, sinister fluctuation belonging to the Mangekyō Sharingan instantly froze even the dew on the surrounding leaves into frost.
"Uchiha Yuan." Sasuke raised his head, those six-pointed star Sharingan locking tightly onto Yuan, the killing intent in his eyes completely undisguised. "Today, I'm going to kill you."
Yuan stopped, the hem of his trench coat swaying slightly in the wind. He looked at the overconfident boy in front of him as if he were watching a toddler who had only just learned to walk and was already shouting about fighting a tiger.
"Kill me?" Yuan gave a scoffing laugh, not even taking his hands out of his pockets. "With those eyes of yours that only just opened and haven't even finished bleeding yet? Or with that belly full of resentment?"
"With this!"
Sasuke wasted no words and made no unnecessary movements. His left eye suddenly widened.
"Amaterasu!"
A ball of pitch-black flames ignited on Yuan's chest without warning! The flames carried a heat that could burn all things to ash. The moment they touched Yuan's black trench coat, they burned straight through the fabric and went for his flesh.
Sasuke stared fixedly at Yuan, the corner of his mouth pulling into a cold smile. He knew Yuan's physical defenses were terrifyingly