Uchiha Izumi watched Kurotsuchi walk up to her and said with a smile, "You really make people jealous. You said you'd get Lord Yin to referee, and you actually did!"
Izumi's envy was genuine, but to Kurotsuchi, who was already seething, it sounded like mockery.
"You're joking," Kurotsuchi said resentfully. "Lord Yin just happened to have some free time and came to watch for a bit of amusement!"
Uchiha Yin heard their exchange, and the more he listened, the more something felt off. He immediately called out, "If you're ready, begin! This is a friendly match. Stop before anyone gets hurt!"
With a wave of his hand, he signaled the official start of the match.
Izumi had been waiting long enough. She had no desire to keep talking, so her smile faded. "Come on!"
She remained where she stood and gently closed her eyes. When she opened them again, they had become the blood-red Sharingan.
Kurotsuchi was startled to see that Izumi had the same eyes as Master Yin, but her surprise quickly gave way to anger at what was clearly a concession from Uchiha Izumi.
Izumi was letting her make the first move. Did she look down on her that much?
Kurotsuchi pressed her thin lips into a tight line and lowered her stance. She gathered Chakra beneath her feet, lightening her body, then darted toward Izumi like a ghost.
Izumi kept her eyes fixed on Kurotsuchi's movements. Kurotsuchi was incredibly fast, but through the Sharingan, she seemed to move in slow motion. Izumi could see every step and every twist of her body clearly.
Kurotsuchi pulled a Shuriken from her ninja tool pouch and hurled it.
The Shuriken whistled through the air, heading straight for Izumi's face.
The onlookers were amazed that Kurotsuchi's movements were so skillful at