"Yo, yo, yo! What's Uchiha Yuu talking about? A mere Sharingan of the Uchiha Clan's bloodline—even a Three-Tomoe Sharingan—is easy for me to handle!"
Killer B did not understand the gravity of the situation at all, but the Eight-Tails' silence piqued his interest.
"Eight-Tails, do you know what that means?"
Unfortunately, this was not the time for reminiscing. The Eight-Tails naturally knew that piece of history, though it had mostly been passed down as myth by modern people. He had not expected someone to know what had happened back then.
"The Uchiha Clan's bloodline is extremely ancient. They are descended from the eldest son of the God of Shinobi, so do not let your guard down."
There was not much wariness in the Eight-Tails' tone. Uchiha Yuu before him was still far too inexperienced. Though his bloodline had mutated for some unknown reason and had been developed fairly well, he was nowhere near his ancestor's level.
If it had been a complete Susanoo combined with terrifying toxic abilities, the Eight-Tails would have told Killer B to run as far away as possible.
In contrast, Uchiha Yuu moved in battle more like a butterfly dancing through the air. Even Killer B, his enemy, could not help but praise him. The man's combat truly was art, comparable to his songs.
"I never expected someone to develop taijutsu to this extent. It's completely different from Father and Big Brother's style—using pure agility to make up for the gap between Tailed Beasts."
As a Kumogakure ninja, Killer B excelled at taijutsu. Combined with the perception granted by the Eight-Tails, his attacks surpassed those of ordinary taijutsu ninja. Unfortunately, when facing Uchiha Yuu, it was as if his opponent danced on a blade's edge, narrowly evading every strike.
"Monster Strength Fist!"
With chakra's special force-generating