On the open space behind the mountain, the rich aroma of roasted chicken fat mingled with the earthy smell.
Sasuke Uchiha fell flat on his backside in the mud without any regard for his image.
His once fair and handsome face was now swollen and covered in bruises, looking just like a freshly steamed bun.
A trace of blood still clung to the corner of his mouth.
But Sasuke was completely oblivious, and didn't even bother to wipe it off.
He gripped the glistening chicken leg tightly with both hands, tearing at the fragrant meat like a starving ghost.
He swallowed hard, his Adam's apple bobbing violently.
And on that horribly disfigured pig-head face.
A pair of blood-red eyes were radiating a captivating and eerie light!
Three jet-black Tomoe slowly rotated deep within his blood-red pupils, steady and profound, carrying an unparalleled clarity of insight!
With each bite of the vibrant, fresh roasted meat, you savor the moment.
Sasuke could clearly sense that his bones and meridians were undergoing some kind of incredible transformation!
Her body, originally delicate and Chakra.
At this moment, under the relentless and unethical beatings of Senju Kenya for several days, he was being relentlessly whipped and pounded.
Miraculously, a layer of dense, firm, and resilient skin and flesh was formed through the process!
Each time I was hit, the muscle fibers in my entire body were forcibly torn apart by brute force.
And each meal of large chunks of sea monster meat and medicinal cuisine forced into his stomach repaired his broken muscles at an alarming rate.
Destruction precedes construction!
His originally weak physique was unknowingly forged into a solid piece of refined iron, taking initial shape!
Not only did his Three-Tomoe Sharingan fully Awakening.
Along with the increase in Chakra capacity, the physical potential was greatly unleashed, causing it to surge several times over in an instant!
" Sasuke-kun! Waaaaah... Sasuke-kun, how did you get beaten up like this?!"
A startled cry, trembling with tears, came from the woods.
Sakura Haruno ran all the way to the edge of the mud puddle, and seeing Sasuke's distorted face, she felt heartbroken and tears streamed down her face.
And behind Sakura.
Kakashi Hatake had just emerged from the woods, suddenly stopped in his tracks.
He pulled down the Sharingan beneath his Forehead Protector and stared intently at the three steadily rotating black Tomoe in Sasuke's eye sockets.
He was struck dumb, frozen in place!
"Three... Mitsudomoe?!"
Kakashi's single eye was filled with indescribable shock and disbelief:
"How is this possible?!"
"The evolution of the Sharingan in the Uchiha Clan requires experiencing the traumatic death of a close relative or extreme despair!"
"How is this possible... how is it possible to get Mitsudomoe after being slapped across the face like a punching bag?!"
Kakashi's worldview was once again utterly overturned.
If the Uchiha ancestors underground knew this, they'd probably be turning in their graves in a rage!
" Kakashi-sensei."
Sasuke swallowed the last bite of tender meat from the chicken bone and casually tossed the bone on the ground.
He supported himself on his knees and slowly straightened up.
Although his body still ached, his scarlet Mitsudomoe eyes shone with an unprecedented fighting spirit.
"Practice a couple of moves with me."
Kakashi snapped out of his daze, looked at the mud-covered boy in front of him, and nodded.
"Okay, let me see the dynamic vision of your new eyes."
Kakashi hand tucked into his ninja tool pouch, not even drawing his short sword, and simply assumed the most basic defensive stance.
However.
The next instant!
"Bang!!"
The mud and water beneath Sasuke's feet exploded with a deafening roar, sending up a powerful shockwave!
There were no Hand Seals, not even the Shuriken cover they usually used!
Sasuke like a ferocious little cheetah unleashed, his speed leaving a blurry black afterimage in the air!
A simple yet extremely powerful straight punch, accompanied by a piercing whistling sound, hurtled straight towards Kakashi's face!
"So fast!"
Kakashi's pupils contracted sharply, and he hurriedly raised his left arm to block!
"When--!!"
A dull thud, like a hammer striking an iron plate, exploded with a deafening roar!
Kakashi felt an overwhelming, monstrous force violently surge into his forearm!
His arm went numb instantly from the shock!
Under the force of this violent physical impact, his feet slid backward for a full five or six meters on the muddy ground!
Two deep furrows were plowed into the ground!
"That force?!"
Kakashi shook his numb wrist, his eyes filled with horror:
"Completely abandoning the techniques of Chakra manipulation... this is pure muscle power!"
"Even Special Jōnin couldn't generate that kind of power!"
But Sasuke showed no sign of stopping.
Within the vision of the Three-Tomoe Sharingan, Kakashi could see every subtle tremor of his muscles!
He moved like lightning, launching a relentless close-quarters attack!
Without any fancy footwork, every punch and every whip kick carries the wild, simple, and brutal style of the Senju Kenya!
This forced the Shinobi World Copy Ninja to frantically retreat and parry!
More than a dozen rounds passed in quick succession.
"Call--!"
Sasuke landed steadily with a backflip, his chest heaving as he gasped for breath.
Although the bruises on my face are still throbbing slightly.
But looking at Kakashi-sensei, whom he had blasted back with a single punch...
On Sasuke's swollen, pig-like face, the corners of his mouth uncontrollably turned up wildly, splitting into a wildly arrogant and triumphant smile!
You've gotten stronger!
You've really gotten stronger!
It's not that kind of superficial illusion that requires refining Chakra to barely maintain!
Rather, it is the pure power flowing in one's bones, which can be freely unleashed at any time!
Even though I get slapped by that Senju Kenya Tenten.
Although I get beaten up like a rag doll every day, with my teeth hanging out on the ground.
but.
This overwhelming and genuine surge of power completely transformed all of Sasuke's humiliation and resentment into a profound sense of satisfaction!
"You loser! Get that big Black Iron Wood from the truck over here!"
Sasuke ripped off his tattered training clothes, revealing his muscular arms, and roared at the cart not far away:
"No one is allowed to go for lunch until they finish those 500 squats today!!"
Seeing this, Naruto roared and charged forward, and the two boys began to frantically pull themselves together, as if they had been injected with chicken blood.
Sunlight shines on the sweat-soaked soil.
However.
Just as a lively weightlifting frenzy was taking place in the open space behind the mountain.
"Shh, shh, shh..."
In the shadow of a dark, damp, withered grove of trees not far away.
A small snake, entirely pale with blood-red eyes, silently emerged from the ground.
The little snake climbed onto a broken tree branch and opened its blood-red mouth.
"Clatter."
A top-secret letter, sealed entirely with special snakeskin and sealed with scarlet Cursed Seal wax, was spat onto a blade of grass.
Then, the white snake transformed into a wisp of white smoke and vanished without a trace.
Kato Yosuke, who had been in charge of perimeter security, quickly stepped forward, put on gloves, and picked up the letter.
When he saw the top-secret signature on the cover, Yosuke's expression changed drastically, and he quickly ran towards Senju Kenya, who was lying comfortably in a rocking chair, munching on sunflower Senju Kenya.