"Besides, your son has precious little talent. He's only awakened the One-Tomoe Sharingan at this point. Someone like him isn't worthy."
Uchiha Ling's voice shifted from solemn to scornful.
Hearing Uchiha Ling's taunt, Uchiha Arashi burst out laughing.
"Ha! My son only has a One-Tomoe Sharingan? Who told you that? Arashi, show your uncle your Sharingan."
"Yes, Father." Uchiha Xiao opened his Sharingan, pride written across his face.
Within the crimson Sharingan, two black Tomoe turned slowly.
"A Two-Tomoe Sharingan?!"
The assembled members of the Uchiha Clan were stunned.
Awakening the Sharingan was difficult for members of the Uchiha Clan, and advancing it was just as hard. Most clan members did not awaken the Two-Tomoe Sharingan until adulthood. Only those with exceptional talent could awaken the Three-Tomoe Sharingan.
Yet Uchiha Xiao had awakened the Two-Tomoe Sharingan at sixteen. He was nothing short of a genius.
Uchiha Yin had played a part in that. Ever since Yin had stepped on his face, hatred had driven Xiao to train relentlessly. His strength had soared, and just a few days ago, he had awakened the Two-Tomoe Sharingan.
Uchiha Xiao puffed out his chest, brimming with pride.
"It's only a Two-Tomoe Sharingan. What's there to be proud of?" Uchiha Fugaku opened his Three-Tomoe Sharingan and looked at Uchiha Xiao with disdain.
An oppressive force struck Uchiha Xiao. His chest tightened, and he nearly fell.
A higher-level Sharingan could exert considerable pressure on a lower-level one. Fugaku was a genius who had awakened the Three-Tomoe Sharingan at eighteen, and the pressure he unleashed left Xiao struggling to breathe.
Fugaku had always been domineering. In his heart, he already considered Mikoto his, so he could hardly resist putting the arrogant Xiao in his place.
"Isn't that Fugaku? So being older means you get to bully people