Handsome Is a Feeling

Uchiha Lan's gaze sharpened. Even without activating his Three-Tomoe Sharingan, he precisely tracked the wind bullets' trajectories, repeatedly sidestepping with effortless flair and dodging every one.

A perfect demonstration of what it meant for handsomeness to be a feeling.

Uchiha Tetsuka was thoroughly shown up. Unable to match that, he could only activate his two-tomoe Sharingan and max out his own evasion.

The wind bullets grazed the corners of their clothes, only tearing a little fabric and leaving their hems slightly dirty.

"Those eyes... they're Uchiha!"

While the enemies across from them froze after recognizing their Uchiha identity.

Uchiha Lan stopped pretending and immediately cast a genjutsu.

The instant the scar-faced man hesitated, Uchiha Lan's eyes snapped open!

Against a scarlet backdrop, three black tomoe spun madly!

Three-Tomoe Sharingan!

That strange yet powerful ocular force instantly locked onto the burly Jonin who was forming hand seals.

"Demonic Illusion: Shackling Stakes Technique!"

The burly Jonin had only formed half his seals when an icy mental force viciously pierced his mind.

The scene before his eyes instantly warped. His chakra flow felt as though it had been tangled in invisible threads, his hand seals abruptly halted, and the chakra within his body fell into disarray!

"Genjutsu?! Sharingan! He's an Uchiha Jonin?!"

The burly Jonin went pale with shock and forcibly gathered his focus to resist the genjutsu's assault.

"Tetsuka! Now!"

Uchiha Lan's sharp shout cracked like thunder.

Seizing the moment, Uchiha Tetsuka used the Body Flicker Technique to appear behind the burly Jonin. Lightning Release chakra flooded his kunai, producing a shrill crackling sound as he drove it straight toward the man's back!

Seeing this, the scar-faced Hidden Sand ninja wanted to free his companion from the genjutsu, but Uchiha Lan had already drawn his katana. Its cold gleam flashed as he slashed at the scar-faced Jonin.

"This brat has incredible battle instincts!"

The scar-faced Jonin's pupils contracted. He could only abandon the rescue and hastily draw a kunai to block.

Clang!

A piercing clash of steel rang out as sparks flew!

A tremendous force traveled through the blade, numbing his arm and forcing his body to slide several steps backward.

His face was full of disbelief—how could this strength and speed possibly come from someone who looked only fourteen or fifteen?!

On the other side, Uchiha Daosui and Daotian immediately moved to the rear and clashed with the Hidden Sand Chunin.

The two brothers worked in perfect coordination, using the Uchiha Clan's taijutsu, ninjutsu, and innate genjutsu to temporarily hold down most of the Hidden Sand Chunin.

The instant the kunai entered his body and pain struck, the burly Hidden Sand Jonin broke free of the genjutsu.

His body instinctively twisted aside, avoiding a vital hit to the heart. Then he countered with a Gale Palm that sent Uchiha Tetsuka flying.

Uchiha Tetsuka tried to control him with the Sharingan, but the burly Jonin broke free of Uchiha Tetsuka's elementary-school-level genjutsu with a single hand seal and immediately launched a Wind Release ninjutsu in return.

"Wind Release: Vacuum Barrage!"

Ignoring the waves of pain and numbness from his ribs, he formed hand seals so fast they left afterimages, instantly gathering and compressing a massive amount of chakra.

Then he inhaled sharply, his chest swelling like a bellows before he violently exhaled in Uchiha Tetsuka's direction!

Several highly compressed, solid-looking spherical bullets tore through the air with piercing shrieks. Following fan-shaped trajectories, they instantly covered every possible route Uchiha Tetsuka could take to evade!

Burly Hidden Sand ninja: "Hmph, you arrogant Uchiha brat. With such meager genjutsu skill, you dare show off before an expert? Cough, cough, cough! Eat some wind bullets!"

A fierce wind struck his face, and the stench of death instantly enveloped him!

Uchiha Tetsuka's pupils shrank as his Sharingan clearly captured the trajectories of the high-speed wind bullets.

But there was nowhere to dodge!

Instead, the intense sense of danger stirred the ferocity in his Uchiha bloodline.

"Don't underestimate the Uchiha Clan!"

Uchiha Tetsuka growled, battle intent blazing in his eyes.

The moment he landed, he stomped both feet into the ground, steadying his center of gravity as his hands formed seals at astonishing speed.

Faced with the overwhelming wind bullets, he did not choose to evade. Instead, he chose the most direct, most Uchiha response—meet them head-on!

He drew a deep breath, his chest swelling high as he mobilized nearly half his chakra. The scorching aura seemed to distort the surrounding air.

"Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique!"

Boom—!

A massive blazing fireball far larger than usual erupted from Uchiha Tetsuka's mouth like a miniature sun!

Orange-red flames roiled and roared, radiating terrifying heat that warped the surrounding scene as they fearlessly charged toward the incoming vacuum wind bullets!

Wind and fire, two violent chakra ninjutsu, collided explosively in the center of the forest!

Hiss—crack—!

An ear-splitting sound of energy grinding and tearing exploded!

The instant several vacuum wind bullets shot into the Great Fireball, huge swathes of flame were scattered and blown away, spraying in all directions like an enormous firework display.

On the other side of the battlefield.

Compared with Uchiha Tetsuka's life-or-death struggle amid soaring flames, Uchiha Lan's side was a pure swordsman's duel between real men.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

In this one-on-one taijutsu fight, Uchiha Lan had his opponent completely under control. A fierce blade style combined with close-range strikes left the scar-faced man unable even to create distance and form hand seals.

Using the sunlight reflecting off his blade, Uchiha Lan's katana flashed coldly as he lightly knocked aside his opponent's kunai.

The instant his opponent avoided the Sharingan's gaze, he spun sharply and slashed toward the man's abdomen.

The scar-faced Hidden Sand ninja cried out in pain, and the kunai fell from his hand.

Then an elbow smashed into his face, followed by a flying kick that nearly ended his bloodline.

"Good chance!"

Uchiha Lan's Sharingan spun at high speed, having already predicted where his opponent would land.

He gave the man no chance to catch his breath, his hands turning into afterimages!

"Fire Release: Phoenix Flower Technique!"

He shouted low, continuously spitting out dozens of blazing orange-red fireballs!

Rather than flying straight, these fireballs moved like living phoenix flower seeds, tracing tricky, bizarre arcs that sealed every possible route for the Hidden Sand Jonin to evade or land.

With piercing howls, they wove into a deadly net of fire and descended upon him!

Hidden Sand: Damn it.

"Damn it! There's nowhere to run!"

The scar-faced Hidden Sand ninja's pupils shrank violently as the shadow of death instantly engulfed him.

He could only watch as those dense, viciously angled fireballs sealed off every route of retreat.

He had just wanted to use the Substitution Technique, but then remembered that his opponent had a Three-Tomoe Sharingan and would definitely see through it in an instant.

Unless he used the Body Flicker Technique, but that thing depended on talent... and he just so happened not to know it!

Scorching air blasted toward him, and his skin erupted with intense burning pain.

He could only hastily form seals to defend himself. "Wind Release: Sandstorm Technique!"

A powerful gust burst from his mouth and struck the ground, kicking up a sandstorm that blocked vision. Yellow-brown sand and dust instantly covered all the phoenix flowers.