"Lightning Five-Strike Whip!"
"First strike!"
"Second strike!..."
Hokoku Shimura let out a string of strange cries, moving considerably faster than before as he charged straight at Obito.
Every attack was fierce, his whipping kicks flashing like lightning toward Obito's vital spots.
Obito had managed to kick Baoguo earlier mainly because Baoguo had underestimated him.
Now that Baoguo was going all out, Obito had no choice. His black eyes turned red as he activated his Three-Tomoe Sharingan to deal with the assault.
"Look! There it is! That's Baoguo's Lightning Five-Strike Whip!"
"Exactly! I heard he used that move last time to beat Ebisu, who graduated a year ahead of us."
"Baoguo's Lightning Five-Strike Whip is incredible! Every strike is sharp, and it's unbelievably fast, too!"
The students watching from the sidelines stared wide-eyed, afraid to miss a single detail of the fight.
As a ninja who specialized in Taijutsu, Might Guy had a different opinion from everyone else.
He folded his arms and shook his head slightly.
"Haven't you noticed? Obito's no pushover, either!"
"He might look like he's defending the whole time, but he dodges every one of Baoguo's attacks at just the right moment!"
Asuma nodded. "That's right! Obito might have a chance of winning."
Mizuki was unhappy to hear that. He already had a grudge against Obito, so naturally, he wanted Baoguo to win.
He curled his lip in disdain. "Tch! If that dead last Obito can beat Baoguo, I'll stand on my head and take a dump..."
Bam!!!
Before Mizuki could finish, Baoguo took a punch, and a patch of his cheek instantly turned red and swollen.
Baoguo staggered back several steps, staring at Obito in shock.
"Impossible! Even my Lightning Five-Strike Whip can't beat you!"
"Wait... is that the Sharingan?" Baoguo's expression changed drastically. Only now did he notice that Obito's eyes had changed.
Disbelief covered his face, and for a moment, he even forgot to attack.
Having taken over as the top student in their year after Kakashi graduated early, Baoguo naturally knew what those eyes meant.
Any ninja of the Uchiha Clan who could awaken the Sharingan was exceptionally powerful.
But Obito had already awakened three tomoe at his age?
Why had he never used those eyes before?
Question after question arose in Baoguo's mind, and he began to think about backing down.
He knew that with his current strength, he had no chance against the Sharingan.
Meanwhile, the students still watching from the sidelines erupted into an uproar after hearing what Baoguo had said.
"What? How is that possible? Obito awakened the Sharingan?"
"Look, look! It's real! Oh my god! One... two... three! It's actually the three-tomoe form!"
"Holy crap! So Obito was secretly the strongest in our year all along? Was that dead last Obito from before even the same person?"
Quite a few of the students came from prominent clans.
Having been taught by their elders and exposed to such things from childhood, they naturally knew about the Uchiha Clan's Sharingan.
This wasn't like Naruto's era, when the Uchiha Clan had been massacred and the villagers were forbidden to discuss anything about them.
That was why none of the graduates in Naruto's class knew about the Three-Tomoe Sharingan.
"Damn it... is this guy really still Obito?"
Even their teacher, Liangtian, looked incredulous. He rubbed his eyes hard, trying to make sure he wasn't seeing things.
Unfortunately, facts were facts.
Even if he rubbed his eyes until they bled, Obito's Sharingan wasn't going anywhere.
"What's wrong, Baoguo? Are you scared? You were talking so big just now. This isn't like you at all!"
Just as Hokoku Shimura hesitated, considering surrender, Obito spoke up.
"It's fine if you're really scared! I won't hold it against you! But you can't back out of cleaning the toilets for a month!"
A mischievous grin tugged at Obito's lips. Those few remarks put an end to any thought Baoguo had of surrendering.
Everyone knew perfectly well that Baoguo himself had started this fight.
Baoguo had sworn he would beat Obito's face into a pig's head.
Yet now he had become timid and indecisive.
Everyone began pointing and whispering about Baoguo. Some even started egging him on so they could keep enjoying the show.
"You're not scared, are you, Baoguo? You're the top student in our year, after all! This isn't like you!"
"That's right! Go, Baoguo! We're rooting for you!"
"B-bastards! Who says I'm scared?" Baoguo felt like crying, but no tears would come.
He knew he would lose this fight, but he still had to grit his teeth and carry on.
Otherwise, he would never be able to hold his head up in front of everyone again.
"Receive!! Redirect!! Release!!"
Hokoku Shimura attacked at full speed again, charging straight at Obito.
Against an ordinary classmate, such a fierce, ruthless assault would have worked very well.
Unfortunately, he was facing the Three-Tomoe Sharingan.
Obito used the Sharingan's powers of perception and prediction, making Baoguo's movements seem slower in his eyes.
Bam~~ Bam~~~
Whenever Baoguo's attacks missed, Obito seized the opening with a perfectly timed, heavy punch to his face.
Before long, Baoguo's face was bruised and swollen, and he looked utterly miserable.
But these were all only superficial injuries.
Though Baoguo was in considerable pain, the anger inside him burned hotter and hotter.
And every burst of chatter from the surrounding students sounded like a tremendous insult to Baoguo.
"Obito Uchiha! Either you die today, or I do!"
Baoguo completely lost his reason and lunged at Obito like a madman.
"Fine! Then I'll use my family's secret skill today and make you recover your memories of your past life right away!"
Obito curled his lip disdainfully. As he spoke, he began making a show of moving both hands through hand seals.
"Ninja Art: Past-Life Reincarnation Technique!"
Obito turned his head to avoid Baoguo's straight punch.
Then he looked directly into Baoguo's eyes. His three tomoe spun rapidly, and the Sharingan's genjutsu activated.
In an instant, Baoguo's attack stopped abruptly. His eyes grew vacant, and he stood frozen in place.
Obito's genjutsu was extremely simple. He had merely planted a single instruction in Baoguo's mind.
I'm a prostitute. I have to serve my customers well, or I won't earn enough money to eat.
Upon receiving the instruction, Baoguo immediately turned toward the students, his gaze finally settling on their teacher, Liangtian.
He tore at his clothes while winking and making flirtatious faces, swaying his hips as he walked toward Liangtian.
"Ah-ha~~~ Little Liangtian, you're mine tonight. You'd better be good and do as you're told. No resisting."
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