Lip-reading Technique?

"Alright, the opening match is over. The next match will be in the afternoon. Everyone can go eat lunch and rest first, then re-enter at three in the afternoon. There will be three matches a day, and another night match after dinner." Hatake Sakumo, the White Fang of the Leaf, announced, his voice spreading throughout the entire stadium through the Broadcasting Technique.

"Your Highness, let's go. We should get something to eat first," the Third Hokage said to the daimyo, with a trace of respect in his tone.

"Yohohoho, Clan Head Fugaku, come along as well." The daimyo smiled as he invited him, a meaningful glint flashing through his eyes.

"Alright." Fugaku had nothing else to say and could only follow. At the same time, he beckoned over an Uchiha ninja and instructed him in a low voice, "Have the team members find Little Chuan and let Little Chuan reprimand them."

"Yohohoho, this Little Chuan is Uchiha Chuan, the one who invented Stilt Football, right? I want to meet him. Why not have him join us for a meal?" the daimyo said with a curious tone.

"No need. I don't want to eat with you." To everyone's surprise, a voice suddenly rang out, carrying a trace of coldness.

"What?" Fugaku, the Third Hokage, and the daimyo were all startled.

"Uchiha Chuan, come out!" The Third Hokage frowned and swept his gaze around, his voice carrying authority.

"Oh, Lord Hokage, there's no need to look for me nearby. I'm already outside." Uchiha Chuan's voice rang out again, teasingly.

"Damn it, what kind of ninjutsu is this?" The Third Hokage clearly did not want to believe it, but since it was Uchiha, he had no choice but to believe it. His heart was filled with shock.

"Lip-reading Technique," Uchiha Chuan said blandly.

"What? Didn't you leave? How can you still use the Lip-reading Technique?" The Third Hokage's eyes widened again, his voice full of disbelief.

"Isn't Lord Hokage the strongest Hokage? Take a guess?" Uchiha Chuan said teasingly, with a hint of provocation.

"I..." The Third Hokage nearly cursed out loud, but ultimately held it back. His face darkened, and he was clearly in a terrible mood.

"Uchiha Chuan is actually that formidable? Even you, Lord Hokage, can't tell what ninjutsu he used?" The daimyo was stunned, his eyes full of surprise. Besides, Uchiha Chuan was being far too disrespectful to the Third Hokage. Right in front of him, he did not even bother to pretend.

"Ahem, well, Uchiha Chuan is a genius, so he can be somewhat disobedient. We will discipline him properly. He is still young; we can definitely straighten him out. Lord Hokage, Your Highness, please do not lower yourselves to the level of a child." Fugaku hurriedly tried to smooth things over, sounding embarrassed.

"Hmph. How exactly did he use the Lip-reading Technique?" The Third Hokage looked at Fugaku, his tone questioning.

"Uh, I don't know either. Uchiha Chuan is a genius of our Uchiha Clan. Just like the Broadcasting Technique, he always comes up with techniques we cannot understand," Fugaku said helplessly.

"Isn't the Broadcasting Technique just amplifying sound? You people actually can't understand that?" The Third Hokage spoke skeptically, his eyes full of suspicion.

"Heh, Lord Hokage, can you use chakra to make your voice resound across the entire football field? But can you make your voice resound across all of Konoha?" Fugaku asked with a mocking smile.

"Of course not. Uchiha Chuan must have used some sort of special technique," the Third Hokage said indifferently, with a trace of disdain.

"That's right, and we cannot learn that technique. What we manage to learn is not merely far inferior—it is practically an entirely different ninjutsu," Fugaku said, spreading his hands helplessly.

"How is that possible? Fugaku, are you playing me?" The Third Hokage said in shock, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Lord Hokage, we Uchiha have always been honest. We would never lie," Fugaku said evenly, with conviction in his voice.

"Hmph, I don't believe it unless you let me see the Broadcasting Technique scroll," the Third Hokage said coldly, testing him.

"What forbidden technique does the Third Hokage plan to trade for it?" Fugaku asked in return, with a hint of provocation.

"What? It's just a sound amplification technique, and you want me to trade a forbidden technique for it?" The Third Hokage glared, his voice full of anger.

"Do you think the Uchiha Clan lacks ninjutsu other than forbidden techniques?" Fugaku said disdainfully, mockery in his tone.

"That still won't do. The Broadcasting Technique does not reach the level of a forbidden technique." The Third Hokage flatly rejected it, leaving no room for argument.

"According to our testing, the Broadcasting Technique has already reached the level of a forbidden technique. If Lord Hokage doesn't believe it, then forget it," Fugaku said indifferently, unconcerned.

"Yohohoho... are you two ministers trying to starve me to death?" Although the daimyo was pleased to see cracks within Konoha, he did not want them to truly fall out. Fighting without breaking apart was best, so he interjected teasingly.

"Yes, we'll go eat now." The Third Hokage secretly sighed and spoke with a helpless smile.

Soon afterward, the group left the stadium and headed toward the restaurant.

"Little Chuan, we lost." At the same time, the defeated Uchiha Team found Uchiha Chuan. Every one of them hung their heads, their faces full of dejection.

"So you lost. Why come looking for me?" Uchiha Chuan said blandly, unconcerned.

"Clan Head ordered us to find you and listen to your reprimand," Uchiha Mion said softly, helplessness in her tone.

"I'm supposed to reprimand you? Will you accept it?" Uchiha Chuan raised an eyebrow and swept his gaze across the group.

"Yes." The Uchiha who had not awakened their Sharingan all answered, their voices carrying reverence.

"Then do you Uchiha who have awakened it accept it?" Uchiha Chuan's gaze landed on the several Uchiha who had awakened their Sharingan, apart from Uchiha Mion, his tone turning cold.

"Yes, yes." The five answered guiltily, though their voices clearly carried reluctance.

"No, you don't." Uchiha Chuan sneered mockingly. "After all, you have awakened your Sharingan, and our Uchiha Clan's tradition is that those who have awakened it look down on those who have not. Without a doubt, you don't accept me, and you don't accept the command of anyone else who has not awakened it. That's why, when Uchiha Mion had not awakened hers but you had awakened yours, she asked for the ball and you refused to give it to her. Because you thought that since you had awakened your Sharingan, you were invincible. You thought you were hot stuff."

"Indeed, after awakening it, everyone's movements seem half a beat slower. Of course you'd think you were invincible. Unfortunately, your bodies cannot keep up with your eyes, so you failed. Once your bodies catch up with your eyes, you'll be able to turn defeat into victory," Uchiha Chuan said blandly, disdain in his tone.

"That's right, Little Chuan. Didn't expect you to understand awakened Sharingan so well. Did Clan Head tell you?" The several Uchiha who had awakened their Sharingan immediately beamed, their voices carrying pride.

"Heh, with your attitude, you'll still lose the next time you face the Sarutobi Team. No wonder our Uchiha Clan has always been suppressed by the Sarutobi Clan. Being suppressed by the Senju Clan would be one thing, but now we've actually fallen so low as to be suppressed by the Sarutobi Clan. Tsk tsk, how tragic," Uchiha Chuan said disdainfully, his tone full of ridicule.

"Little Chuan, what do you mean by that? Didn't we Uchiha just lose once? The Sarutobi Team has lost to us seven times. How have they always been suppressing us?" The five Uchiha with awakened Sharingan immediately became displeased, their voices full of anger.

"There are only eleven people on a team, yet six of you have awakened your Sharingan and you still lost. And you say you aren't being suppressed? You're even using your past record, when they weren't familiar with Stilt Football, to make yourselves look good? Hey, are you alright? Do you really love dwelling on the past that much?" Uchiha Chuan mocked them even more disdainfully, his tone full of sarcasm.

"I know that since you have awakened your Sharingan, you look down on me. I understand that very clearly. But before you awakened it, you could defeat the Sarutobi Team. After awakening it, you can't defeat them anymore. Don't you think you awakened it for nothing? So what is the point of awakening it?" Uchiha Chuan said even more mockingly, coldness filling his voice.

"This... was just an accident." The group gritted their teeth, unwillingness in their voices.

"This wasn't an accident. It was a microcosm of how the Uchiha Clan has been suppressed by the village all these years. The Sharingan is indeed the foundation of our Uchiha Clan, but that does not mean we do not need firm willpower. You lack firm willpower. You cannot even control your own emotions, desires, and arrogance. Yet you want to unleash the Sharingan's full power? The Sharingan is powerful, but it is the Sharingan that is powerful, not you. You are only disgracing the Sharingan's power and making others look down on it. Awakening it, and this is all you amount to? You might as well not awaken it," Uchiha Chuan said with even greater disdain, his voice full of mockery.

"You don't even know where you lost. You really are useless," Uchiha Chuan said mercilessly, coldness filling his tone.

"We're useless? We've already awakened our Sharingan. What right does an unawakened brat like you have to lecture us? Clan Head and the others must be blind to think you're a genius. We are the real geniuses!" The brats, who had awakened their Sharingan before even reaching ten years old, could no longer endure Uchiha Chuan's humiliation and immediately cursed angrily.

"Looks like everything I said was wasted." Uchiha Chuan shook his head, turned, and left, disappointment in his voice.

"Wait, Uchiha Chuan!" Uchiha Mion hurriedly tried to stop him, anxiety in her voice.

"Enough, Meiyin. Let him go. What right does an unawakened brat have to reprimand us?"

"Exactly." The several Uchiha with awakened Sharingan no longer knew their own limits, their voices full of arrogance.

"No, you're wrong. We were able to awaken our Sharingan because of Little Chuan. Without the Stilt Football he designed, we wouldn't have been able to awaken it." Uchiha Mion spoke urgently, helplessness in her tone.

"Hmph, so what? Any Uchiha who cannot awaken their Sharingan is trash." The several Uchiha with awakened Sharingan spoke arrogantly, their voices full of contempt.

"You..." Uchiha Mion had never expected them to change so drastically after awakening their Sharingan. Her eyes were full of disappointment.