Uchiha Retsuyō's Frustration

"Stop talking big, brat!" As soon as he finished speaking, Uchiha Retsuyō turned into an afterimage and charged at Hane, slashing at high speed.

Hane snorted coldly and met him head-on without dodging.

In an instant, blade and sword collided, sparks flying everywhere.

Uchiha Retsuyō used the most direct fighting style. Relying on his speed, he rapidly circled around Hane, his blade raining down slashes like a violent storm.

Hane, meanwhile, was like a small boat drifting amid a tempest. His movements were elusive as he sensed the flow of wind around him, defending against Uchiha Retsuyō's attacks without a single gap.

The longer Uchiha Retsuyō fought, the more alarmed he became. He felt as though every attack he made had been seen through by the kid before him, who could even use the force of his attacks against him. Every counterattack was incomparably tricky, whether in technique or angle.

One moment of carelessness, and the other side would leave a deep gash on his body.

"Brother Retsuyō, is that all your pride amounts to? Since we are opponents, then bring out your full strength in the name of the Uchiha Clan!" Hane swung his sword aside to block Uchiha Retsuyō's slash, then left a shallow wound across Uchiha Retsuyō's abdomen as he withdrew his blade.

Uchiha Retsuyō's face twitched slightly in pain as he looked at Hane, who was questioning him with a serious expression.

Uchiha Retsuyō looked as sick as if he had swallowed a fly. Focusing his mind completely, he watched Hane charge at him once more. "What the hell makes you think I haven't used my full strength?"

The instant Uchiha Retsuyō's mind was disturbed, Hane bent backward to evade his attack, then twisted his body. Under the horrified gaze of Uchiha Retsuyō's Three-Tomoe Sharingan, a fresh wound was carved into one of his thighs before he could dodge, blood spurting out.

Uchiha Retsuyō endured the pain and immediately put some distance between himself and Hane.

But how could Hane possibly let him leave so easily? His body seemed weightless, like a phantom, as he closely pursued him.

With his sword hanging low, Hane swiftly flicked it upward toward Uchiha Retsuyō's abdomen.

A powerful sense of danger rose in Uchiha Retsuyō's heart. His sixth sense, honed through years on the battlefield, frantically stimulated his nerves. The three tomoe in his eyes suddenly appeared and spun wildly, desperately trying to pull away from the fatal strike.

"Swish!"

The sound of fabric being cut rang out. Uchiha Retsuyō narrowly avoided the fatal blow, though a bloody gash nearly half a finger deep remained on his abdomen. He stopped some distance away, staring warily at Hane, whose expression had not changed in the slightest.

Uchiha Retsuyō glanced at the wound that continued to seep blood, and a bloodthirsty glint flashed through his eyes.

"Brat, you have completely enraged me..." Uchiha Retsuyō tore off his clothes in one motion and quickly wrapped them around the wound on his abdomen.

"I admit that this match involves an elder bullying a younger one, but for the future of the Uchiha Clan, this battle is absolutely not about personal humiliation! It is a wager on the clan's future."

"I will sincerely apologize to you after I win this battle. But now, let me show you my true strength!"

Uchiha Retsuyō fiercely spun his Sharingan. Empowered by it, his dynamic vision was drastically enhanced, and a heavy killing intent locked firmly onto Hane.

Yet Hane did not feel it at all. Killing intent and murderous aura were spiritual forms of suppression, after all. And it was no exaggeration to say that, in terms of spiritual strength, not a single member of the Uchiha Clan could match Hane.

"Heh, seeing you like this, Brother Retsuyō, I thought you wanted to settle both victory and life or death with me! But kin killing kin is still rather undesirable. In that case, I should show a little more seriousness!"

After saying that, before Uchiha Retsuyō's horrified eyes, Hane gently stroked the Fire Sword in his hand. Where his fingers passed, blazing crimson flames instantly rose.

"Come, Brother Retsuyō!" Hane held the flaming sword diagonally in one hand and lightly beckoned Uchiha Retsuyō over.

"Hmph, don't be arrogant. I admit that you are a genius, but without awakened eyes, everything about you will be laid bare before these eyes of mine."

Uchiha Retsuyō was extremely confident now. Although Hane's stance with the Fire Sword was intimidating, still...

"Hane, experience the pride of a true Uchiha! Before an awakened Sharingan, even the proudest genius can only bitterly resent not possessing these eyes."

The corners of Hane's mouth lifted slightly. "Are you finished? If you are, then I'm really going to begin!"

Under Uchiha Retsuyō's disbelieving gaze, Hane tossed the sword in his hand high into the air, then raised two fingers.

"Myriad Sword Technique!" The Fire Sword soaring into the sky seemed to split apart in an instant, and more than a hundred Fire Swords densely filled the air.

This scene, which overturned all common sense, left nearly everyone present dumbstruck.

Hane spoke softly to Uchiha Retsuyō, who stood frozen in place. "I wonder whether your eyes can observe the trajectories of all my Fire Swords!"

As he spoke, Hane lightly moved his fingers. More than a hundred swords sprang into motion at once, shooting toward Uchiha Retsuyō from every direction like guided missiles.

Uchiha Retsuyō continuously dodged and twisted through the rain of swords, cutting a miserable figure. Whenever he tried to charge toward Hane, Fire Swords would form fierce attacks that forced him to retreat.

As Hane's five fingers danced, Uchiha Retsuyō within the sword rain was like a clown being toyed with. If Hane made him jump left, he absolutely did not dare jump right. One wrong move, and he would face a mountain of blades and a sea of flames.

Itachi, sitting beside his mother, watched Uchiha Retsuyō leap from side to side, and a trace of sympathy could not help flashing through his eyes.

Big brother is too terrifying. Even without those eyes, he is still unbelievably strong! Can I really find a way to surpass a brother like this?

"Brother Retsuyō, please focus your attention and bring out your true strength. This time, my sword will cut through your right shoulder! Please do not lose focus. I do not want blood on my hands from a clansman."

"Damn it! Brat, don't think you've won just because of this!" Uchiha Retsuyō roared at Hane, his face twisted as he endured the pain coursing through his body.

Then, enduring the intense pain, he rapidly evaded Hane's fierce attacks and searched for openings. As a genius with a Three-Tomoe Sharingan, he had not encountered such a humiliating situation in a very long time.

Hane's attacks were simply too bizarre. More than a hundred Fire Swords filled the air, as if each possessed its own intelligence. No matter what he wanted to do next, the swords seemed able to predict it in advance. They were even more Uchiha than an Uchiha with an activated Sharingan.

For a moment, he even began to suspect that his own eyes were fake, while Hane's cool eyes, as deep as the sea, were the real Sharingan.

No, I can't let Hane completely control this battle. Calm down. Observe carefully, observe carefully!

"Damn it! What exactly are these swords? Why can they even evade attacks on their own?" The more Uchiha Retsuyō observed, the more he wanted to curse aloud!