"The combined power of his eyes gave Lianhuo an absolute informational advantage in battle.
He was in no hurry to press a direct attack. Instead, he used refined footwork and basic Uchiha-style taijutsu to continuously defuse and wear down his opponent's assaults.
Unable to gain ground after a prolonged offensive, Yotsuki Rō had instead expended a great deal of stamina and chakra through his relentless attacks. His breathing grew ragged, and sweat beaded on his brow.
In contrast, Uchiha Lianhuo's breathing remained steady, his gaze calm. He even had the spare attention to use his Sharingan to closely observe his opponent's openings.
"Damn it... the Sharingan..."
Yotsuki Rō was growing increasingly agitated. He felt as though he were punching a slick mirror—every blow either struck empty air or was effortlessly redirected.
Those eyes seemed capable of seeing through everything about him.
Finally, after throwing a powerful punch that missed, Yotsuki Rō's body stalled for an instant from putting too much force into it.
Now!
The three tomoe in Uchiha Lianhuo's eyes spun rapidly. The opportunity he had been waiting for had appeared. No longer content to defend passively, he surged forward like a ghost, instantly closing in on Yotsuki Rō's wide-open torso.
"Fire Release: Phoenix Sage Flower Nail Crimson!"
Several shuriken wrapped in scorching flames shot out from extremely tricky angles, sealing off most of Yotsuki Rō's escape routes.
At the same time, Lianhuo himself lashed out with a swift palm strike, cutting directly at the opening beneath his opponent's ribs exposed by the punch.
Yotsuki Rō's pupils contracted. In his haste, he could only barely twist aside, raising an arm covered in Lightning Release chakra to block the palm strike while attempting to use the Substitution Technique to evade the Phoenix Sage Flowers.
"Bang!"
"Sizzle!"
The palm strike collided