Although the Uchiha on the right also used Fire Release to defend himself, his Great Fireball crumbled before the combination ninjutsu.
By the time the wave of fire swept past, the Uchiha on the right had become a charred corpse.
After unleashing his ninjutsu, Bieshu Feifan nearly collapsed from exhaustion.
Using large-scale ninjutsu one after another had almost drained the chakra from his eight-year-old body.
Although he had overwhelmed two adult Two-Tomoe Uchiha, Bieshu Feifan had not dared take any chances throughout the fight.
He had gone all out from the start, even if it meant destroying their Sharingan.
After all, there would be plenty of fine Sharingan on the night of the Uchiha massacre.
Besides, in battles between ordinary shinobi, intelligence mattered greatly unless one side held an absolute advantage in strength.
Bieshu Feifan basically understood the Uchiha's fighting style.
They, on the other hand, knew nothing about Bieshu Feifan.
The Sharingan that the Uchiha trusted most had little effect on Bieshu Feifan.
But if the battle dragged on, Bieshu Feifan could not guarantee they had no way to counter him.
That was why he had opened with a thunderous strike.
After catching his breath, Bieshu Feifan walked toward the charred Uchiha on the right.
He pried open an eyelid and felt around. Fortunately, the ocular power was still there.
He had gained the ocular power of another pair of Sharingan.
Bieshu Feifan nearly burst out laughing.
Hiruzen Sarutobi, Uchiha, all your scheming was for nothing. Heh heh heh.
After thoroughly destroying every trace of the two Uchiha's bodies, Bieshu Feifan tested his Sharingan.
His ocular power had indeed increased, but there was no sign at all of it becoming a Mangekyō.
After cleaning up the battlefield, Bieshu Feifan did not return to Konoha.
After what had happened, honestly,