Sasuke Challenges Tianming! An Easy Beatdown

"Copying?" Thinking of this, Tianming couldn't help but laugh. Kakashi's Sharingan could copy ninjutsu too, but his own was a different kind of copying.

The Sharingan relied on the power of a bloodline limit, while Tianming could see through every detail of a technique at a glance, then simulate it with an extreme amount of chakra.

After dinner, while bathing, Tianming couldn't help recalling the scene of Kakashi using Lightning Cutter.

"Lightning Cutter." In an instant, all the information about Lightning Cutter and its chakra circulation method appeared in Tianming's mind.

"This is pretty amazing." Tianming's face lit up with delight. How was this any different from copying ninjutsu?

After washing the dishes, Tianming was about to head out and find a place to try Lightning Cutter when he spotted someone unusual in the courtyard as soon as he stepped outside.

"Sasuke?"

Tianming was stunned. How had Sasuke found the Aokawa Clan?

Sasuke Uchiha crossed his arms and said coolly, "Qingchuan Tianming, let's have a match."

Sasuke had come to find Tianming for a simple reason: to fight him.

"Why are you picking a fight with me?" Tianming was baffled.

"Because you're strong. I saw your entire battle with Kakashi-sensei. You're stronger than I am." Sasuke Uchiha said bluntly, "That's why I want to fight you even more!"

"Only by fighting the strong can I temper myself."

Tianming waved a hand. "Hold it. Don't just decide this on your own. Who said I wanted to fight you? Did I agree? If you really want a fight, go find someone else."

"Qingchuan Tianming, I wasn't asking for your opinion." As Sasuke Uchiha spoke, he took out a shuriken. "Choose to fight here, and I won't be responsible if the house gets torn down."

"Sasuke the Second, you're getting annoying." Tianming was getting irritated. Sasuke had always been arrogant and full of himself, but wasn't this a little too much?

"If you don't want your house torn down, fight me." Sasuke Uchiha did not dwell on what Tianming meant by "Sasuke the Second."

"Fine, you win. Let's change locations." Tianming sighed and could only accept Sasuke's challenge. This guy was stubborn as a mule; he needed to have his edge knocked down a bit.

After the two left the Aokawa Clan, several sharp-faced men snickered in a nearby alley. "We finally caught them. Let's go notify Brother Kameda."

The residential area for war orphans was separate from ordinary residential districts. With utilities free and no rent to pay, the facilities here had long fallen into disrepair.

At an open area somewhere, Tianming and Sasuke Uchiha arrived.

"Here will do." Tianming said. This place was relatively secluded and spacious.

Without another word, Sasuke Uchiha took up an attacking stance.

Just as the battle was about to begin, a group of uninvited guests surrounded them from the side.

"Isn't this Qingchuan Tianming? We meet again!" Little fatty Kameda still spoke with a lisp, but he had brought even more people than that morning, which gave him confidence.

"You're here to cause trouble?" Tianming said calmly. "He wants to fight me too, and so do you. Why don't you decide who goes first?"

Sasuke Uchiha frowned tightly. "Get lost."

Three simple words, yet they carried extraordinary force!

"Who the hell are you?" Kameda shouted, craning his neck.

"Sasuke Uchiha." Sasuke Uchiha turned around, his indifferent gaze sweeping over everyone. "So why aren't you gone yet?"

Kameda was frightened. Just as he was about to keep yapping, one of his underlings grabbed him. "Brother Kameda, the Uchiha Clan isn't someone we can afford to provoke."

"Why not?"

"Because they're a clan with the Sharingan."

"The Sharingan!" Kameda's eyes widened, and he immediately turned and ran without another word.

What a joke. He might have been arrogant, but he wasn't stupid. The Sharingan was an extremely powerful bloodline limit. Those with bloodline limits were generally stronger than their peers, and Sasuke Uchiha was the famous number one among them.

"The flies are gone. Let's continue."

Sasuke Uchiha turned back as if he had just dealt with something insignificant.

"Come on." Tianming crooked a finger at him.

The next instant, Sasuke Uchiha vanished from where he stood. In a flash, he closed in on Tianming, the shuriken in his hand slashing down from above.

"Close combat?" Tianming was a little surprised. Sasuke was not using techniques or attacking from range—he was actually going for close combat.

"Your strengths lie in your astounding chakra reserves and your astounding learning ability. Since you used the Substitution Technique at the end of your fight with Kakashi-sensei, your close-combat skills should be weak, right?"

As Sasuke Uchiha analyzed, he watched Tianming's every move.

Using one's strengths to attack an opponent's weaknesses was an excellent tactic.

"My close-combat skills are weak? Sasuke, you're too confident."

Tianming laughed out loud. During his twelve years as a complete failure, he had been bad at everything—except taijutsu, which he was exceptionally good at.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Just as the shuriken was about to touch Tianming, Tianming struck like lightning and blocked Sasuke Uchiha's attack with only two fingers.

Boom!

Then Tianming kicked Sasuke Uchiha in the stomach, knocking him back. "Sasuke, is this all you've got?"