"Since you can't see reality clearly, I'll help you see it."
Feeling the force around his neck steadily tightening, he knew those hands only needed to squeeze lightly to snap his neck!
With death looming before his eyes, the other man couldn't utter a word. When he tried to resist Uchiha Yū's left hand, he was knocked unconscious with a chop to the neck and tossed onto the ground like a dead dog.
Looking at the Uchiha Clan members who dared to be angry but not speak up, Yū finally lost the last of his patience. He snorted coldly and said:
"If anyone has an objection to this duel, come find me. I'll let them know the price of disrespecting the Uchiha Clan's honor!"
Compared to gentle, benevolent methods, Uchiha Yū preferred ruthless suppression. He wanted these people to understand that not everyone would accompany them in their struggle for power. It was time to wake them from their dreams!
The displayed Sharingan represented Uchiha Yū's strength. At that moment, whether moderates or hawks, anyone who met his Sharingan felt their souls tremble and couldn't help lowering their heads.
With one Uchiha Clan member lying on the ground, dead or alive unknown, no one dared to take that crucial step.
"You trash can't even get past me, yet you want to fight for the clan head's position! I'm helping you see yourselves clearly now. Power has swept you away until you've lost yourselves. Stay quiet!"
His reprimands echoed through the area. Some people flushed red from shame, but they didn't have the courage to take that crucial step. Since they had chosen to put forward two men to duel, yet still wanted to play tricks after the result was decided, they now had to bear Uchiha Yū's fury.
They had