Hero Makes His Entrance! A New Fang Yu!

At the entrance to Konoha, Uchiha Yu got up very early.

He gave a rice ball to the gatekeeper Izumo Kamizuki.

The two sat at a table nearby, Izumo Kamizuki poured some tea for Uchiha Yu, and the two began to eat breakfast.

Having just taken two bites of his rice ball, Izumo Kamizuki remarked, "It's only been a few days, but I still clearly remember your ninja exam. It startled me back then. To be able to unleash Great Fireball Technique of that scale at your age..."

A flash of recollection crossed Izumo Kamizuki's eyes. "Back then, I thought your future was limitless, but I never imagined that in less than a hundred days, you would already be an excellent ninja capable of standing on your own!"

He took another bite of his rice ball. "Captain Kakashi was saved by you twice. I wouldn't believe it if he hadn't told me himself!"

Uchiha Yu shrugged. "Eat yours."

Just as the two finished eating, a figure ran over from outside Konoha!

Upon seeing the green figure, Izumo Kamizuki acted as if nothing had happened and continued drinking his tea.

The newcomer was none other than Might Guy, the Jonin the mission to find Tsunade, who almost brought the story to a close with a single kick—

Might Guy goes out for a morning run every few days, a fact that Izumo Kamizuki is quite used to.

Might Guy walked over, reeking of sweat, and sniffed the air. "What's this! It smells so good!"

Uchiha Yu pointed to a bundle on the side. "These are special rice balls made by the Uchiha Clan. They contain seaweed, diced radish, and pufferfish meat. They're usually hard to buy. I've been squatting there since midnight, and I bought them all by dawn."

"My goodness!" Kai walked over, opened the bundle with obvious familiarity, and sniffed it. "It smells so good!"

"Eat if you want," Uchiha Yu shrugged.

Kai rolled up his sleeves and grabbed two!

The way he was eating made Izumo Kamizuki choke a little. Before he could catch his breath, Kai had already stuffed the third rice ball into his mouth!

Taijutsu ninjas, especially those like Guy, consume a huge amount of energy.

It's not surprising that they eat like crazy every day.

In the world of comics, those who eat a lot are often exceptionally talented.

Luffy and Little Goku are both like that.

On the contrary, Naruto, a weakling who can only eat a whole bucket of instant noodles in one meal, relies entirely on the chakra of Nine-Tails and Asura.

A short while later, Kai wiped the rice grains from his mouth and rubbed his belly contentedly.

When he regained consciousness and looked at the empty bundle, he was dumbfounded!

"Ah! How did I end up eating all of these!"

He ran up to Uchiha Yu and immediately Dogesa apologize. "It smells so good! I couldn't resist!"

Uchiha Yu shrugged helplessly. "What good would eating it do? Anyway, I haven't had any food these days, and I don't know what to eat."

Might Guy flashed his white teeth, the sunlight hitting them so brightly it hurt the eyes of Izumo Kamizuki and Uchiha Yu: "Leave it to me! Kakashi's disciple!"

As they were speaking, a figure suddenly appeared!

Upon seeing this person, Uchiha Yu looked him over curiously.

After the Uchiha clan was wiped out in Konoha, Kurenai Yuhi became Konoha's last genjutsu signature.

Of course, this reputation was completely shattered when it encountered Itachi. After that, apart from the storyline of Yakumo Kurama, it was sealed away for 700 episodes, had a child, and became useless.

Uchiha Yu Kurenai Yuhi known throughout the Shinobi World for her extremely Sanity Value- draining technique, the Illusionary Tree Binding Death.

However, this technique is completely useless against the Uchiha Clan who possess the Mangekyo Sharingan.

However, as the leader of the Konoha 12, her combat strength is not bad.

At least they're not bad looking.

(What kind of b-picture?)

Upon seeing Kurenai Yuhi, Uchiha Yu took the initiative to greet her.

"Kurenai Yuhi- sensei, I am Uchiha Yu. Nice to meet you."

Kurenai Yuhi sized up Uchiha Yu.

In the Jonin circle, the rumor that Kakashi was saved twice by this student is a topic that is often talked about during casual conversation.

With a message personally acknowledged by Kakashi, the Jonin Chunin who had worked with Kakashi Jonin missions all had a natural affinity for Uchiha Yu.

"Hello, I hope you'll take good care of me on this mission as well." Kurenai Yuhi reached out and lightly touched Uchiha Yu.

"Yoshi!"

Might Guy was full of enthusiasm. "Then let's set off! Let's go find the legendary one of the Three Sannin — Princess Tsunade!"

Kurenai Yuhi covered her forehead, "I hope everything goes well."

The Sky Manipulation seemed to be tightly covered by a huge leaden gray curtain, and the sunlight could only squeeze out a few weak, dim rays of light with great effort, struggling to penetrate the year-round haze and fall among the towering buildings.

These buildings are like behemoths made of steel and cement, cold and hard, their surfaces covered with the mottled marks left by time and neglect. Water stains and rust spots spread like a malignant disease, eroding every inch of the city's skin.

The streets were a maze of intricate structures, and the alleys were filled with a pungent odor, a mixture of damp, moldy, and rotten smells, the sour stench of long-accumulated and fermented garbage, and a faint, lingering scent of blood.

The graffiti on the walls, layer upon layer, with its distorted and bizarre patterns and vulgar and provocative words, is an outlet for the dark desires deep within the city.

During the day, the streets seem somewhat bustling, but pedestrians are all in a hurry, their eyes revealing vigilance and unease. When they brush past each other, they subconsciously tighten their bags under their arms, fearing that something bad might happen to them.

Cars impatiently honked their horns on the congested roads, and the gray smoke from their exhaust lingered, adding another layer of squalor to the gloomy city.

On street corners and in the shadows, you can always see groups of three or five idlers. They wear sloppy, loose clothes, have fierce and greedy eyes, smoke cigarettes in their mouths, and brazenly look at passersby. They whisper to each other from time to time and let out a creepy chuckle, as if they are plotting some shady business.

As night falls, the true, monstrous face of this city is completely exposed!

Darkness surged in like a tidal wave, swallowing up the last remaining glimmer of light.

The city was shrouded in a deathly silence, broken only by the occasional sirens and gunshots, which echoed like the mournful cries of Owlman in the empty streets.

Street thugs swarmed out, armed with all sorts of weapons, fighting over tiny territories or robbing a few poor passersby to satisfy their drug and alcohol addictions. They engaged in a bloody brawl, punching and kicking, striking with sticks. The screams of the wounded pierced the night sky, and blood flowed freely on the ground, but no one paid any attention, because this was just the usual background music of Gotham's nights.

Bruce Yu, a young face with Eastern features, drags his heavy steps through this labyrinth of sin every day.

He was somewhat thin, and his eyes revealed a sense of vicissitude beyond his years. Beneath his messy hair were a pair of eyes that were often lowered.

Bruce Yu's life is a complete mess.

He got a job as a kindergarten teacher by relying on the racial stereotype of Asians as nice guys.

He doesn't like children.

Whenever he saw white and black children making a ruckus in front of him, he felt annoyed, not cute.

He had long since become numb.

He endured the harsh criticism from parents and the verbal abuse from the principal every day, and his meager internship salary was barely enough to make ends meet.

After get off work, he dragged his tired body back to that small, dimly lit apartment.

The stairwell was filled with a pungent musty smell, the walls were covered in graffiti, and the surroundings were filled with the noise of neighbors arguing day and night.

This apartment holds memories of his complicated past.

Many years ago, a kind but ill-fated elderly white couple found him as an infant on the street, treated him as their own son, and gave him a safe haven.

Three years ago, a bloody street robbery ruthlessly took their lives. The shrill screams and splattered blood became Bruce Yu's inescapable nightmare.

Since then, Bruce Yu has been in an endless predicament.

Due to flaws in the adoption process, cumbersome bureaucratic procedures, and societal prejudice against ethnic minorities, he faced numerous obstacles when inheriting the property.

Although some neighbors and his parents' colleagues came forward to testify out of sympathy, the cold legal provisions only granted him the right to reside there, and the door to a stable future through the right to buy and sell his property remained tightly closed.

He was trapped in this small space, like a bird with broken wings, gazing at the Sky Manipulation but unable to break free of his cage.

Bruce walked home, hugging his arms tightly, trying to avoid the malicious stares of the drug addicts.

Suddenly, a commotion arose, and he looked up!

Several thugs were surrounding a white-haired Korean man, mocking and shoving him while spewing out a string of vulgarities!

"Fuck you! You old yellow Monkey! Go back to your country! This is our territory!"

The old man was terrified. The vegetable basket he was clutching tightly was knocked to the ground, and the vegetables rolled off, but he dared not bend down to pick them up.

A surge of anger welled up in Bruce Yu's heart!

But the fire was extinguished the instant the thugs' eyes met theirs.

He had no friends, no family, and no strong body in Gotham.

Faced with such a large group of thugs, even though he was a bit older, he didn't dare to do anything.

Bruce Yu gritted his teeth, filled with grief and indignation, and hurriedly walked around the group of thugs, each step feeling as heavy as a thousand pounds.

However, the screams and curses of the Korean old man behind him were like sharp thorns piercing his heart, causing him to slow down involuntarily.

"You bastards! Bastards!" The old man's roar, filled with despair and resentment, echoed in the quiet alley.

Bruce Yu finally couldn't help but stop and look back.

Those thugs became increasingly arrogant!

They stomped hard on the tomatoes the old man had worked so hard to buy, splashing bright red juice everywhere, spreading across the ground like blood.

Then, he stomped on the old vegetable basket again. The sound of the bamboo strips breaking was crisp and piercing. The basket collapsed instantly, and the vegetables that were originally inside were scattered all over the ground and trampled on.

The old man's bloodshot eyes widened, burning with fury. His lips trembled as he uttered, "Damn it!" A burly, Blondie thug with a face full of scars and a string of broken metal as earrings suddenly raised his hand and slapped the old man across the face with a whooshing sound!

With a sharp "smack," the old man's cheek instantly swelled up, and he staggered and fell to the ground.

That slap seemed to strip away all the old man's stubbornness and courage. The tears in his eyes could no longer be held back and surged forth, his crisscrossing wrinkles filled with tears and humiliation.

He is already 75 years old, has walked a long journey through life, and has seen all kinds of storms. But in his old age, he was bullied by a bunch of immature kids at his own doorstep, and his dignity was trampled to nothing.

For a moment, he burst into tears, his hands trembling, yet he was helpless.

Seeing the old man's miserable state, the thugs showed no pity whatsoever; instead, they burst into a fit of maniacal laughter.

The laughter sounded particularly jarring in the dimly lit alley. They grinned, revealing a set of uneven, yellow teeth, their eyes gleaming with twisted pleasure. They loved to see the weak display such helpless and desperate expressions, as if to prove their so-called "power" in this Dark World.

A tall, thin thug with sinister eyes and a ferocious smile on his lips strode up to the old man and reached out to snatch the wallet that the old man was clutching tightly in his hand.

The old man instinctively gripped his wallet tightly; it was his only means of living expenses, and he couldn't let anyone take it away so easily.

As the two were arguing, the tall, thin thug became enraged and suddenly kicked the old man in the chest.

The old man groaned, flying backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground, curling up in pain, and uttering weak groans.

"Stop!"

Bruce Yu's eyes were bloodshot, and the anger in his heart was like a volcanic eruption, which he could no longer suppress!

He charged forward like a raging bull, ramming into the Blondie who was about to continue his rampage.

The Blondie thug staggered a few steps, looking at Bruce Yu with astonishment, seemingly unable to believe that this timid Asian kid actually had the guts to help.

Bruce Yu, panting heavily, stood in front of the old man and shouted, "I've already called the police! If you don't want to get arrested, get out of here!"

His voice trembled slightly with anger, but also with some regret.

He realized he had gotten too carried away.

The thugs were taken aback at first, then looked at each other, and when they saw Bruce Yu's Asian face, they suddenly burst into laughter.

"Call the police?" One of the thugs laughed so hard he almost fell over, clutching his stomach and taunting, "You must be new to Gotham, kid. The sirens have been blaring all night. The cops are busy dealing with big cases, they don't have time to bother with our little robbery."

The other thugs echoed him, their laughter growing increasingly arrogant as they approached Bruce Yu step by step, their eyes gleaming with growing ferocity, clearly disregarding his "warning."

At that moment, a greeting suddenly rang in Bruce Yu's mind!

"Hello, I am the Main God Fang Yu."

Immediately afterwards, several more voices came.

"I am Stephen Fang, Marvel Fang Yu."

"I am Uchiha Yu, Ninja World Fang Yu."

Finally, Pirate World Fang Yu said, "Synchronize the abilities with him first, we'll talk about the memories later." He took a deep breath and continued, "Brothers! Let's beat these bastards to a pulp!!!"

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