As an Uchiha I became the Jinchuriki of Senju Tobirama

The particles that formed the Hiding in Ash and Dust Technique met Kazuki's Hiding in Mist Technique, and the mist quickly dissolved the smoke, turning into a grey mist.

Taking advantage of this brief opportunity, Yashiro forced his Sharingan to its maximum, blood veins spreading across the whites of his eyes.

"Boy, let's see what other tricks you have!"

Finally, the power of the Sharingan broke through the darkness in front of him. Yashiro enjoyed the return of light, but the grayish mist that appeared left him stunned.

Yashiro had planned to use the smoke to buy time, thinking that once the darkness cleared, the smoke would not be an obstacle to his Sharingan.

But...

The dense mist absorbed the ashes and dust, making it even heavier, and the feeling of oppression was as intense as the darkness of the genjutsu.

"Could it be that my actions were all calculated by Uchiha Kazuki?"

Yashiro was shocked.

This disparity, which defied everything he had ever known in his life, made him feel an emotion he could not face.

Fear!

In the moment of distraction, Kazuki's blade chopped his left shoulder from an unknown position!

The shoulder muscles were severed, and Muramasa took delight in drinking Yashiro's blood.

Yashiro spun violently to attack, but his sword failed to catch Kazuki. His powerful blow only cut through the air, creating a buzz in the training ground.

Again, everything returned to calm.

Yashiro forced himself to be alert. He could hear the crisp chirping of larks in the distance, the shaking sound of leaves in the breeze, and even the hawking of vendors in the distance...

But there was no sound about Kazuki.

Yashiro felt a huge sense of absurdity in his heart, as if he was in a cage independent of this world.

"No, absolutely impossible! I will not lose to a brat like you!"

Feeling the uncontrollable fear in his heart, Yashiro could not stand his cowardice and continued to spit out a lot of gray smoke crazily!

"Pay attention, this time it's the Fire Release: Ash Pile Burning..." Tobirama intervened the moment Yashiro acted. "Excessive temperature will evaporate water vapor. Don't be too confident in the Hiding in Mist Technique, kid!"

Kazuki nodded. "Understood."

"Fire Release: Great Fire Annihilation!"

In the next instant, Yashiro used a furious flame that dried up the steam and detonated the entire training camp.

Finally, after an all-out effort, Yashiro managed to clear the cursed fog and his Sharingan began to see the light again.

“This time, I won’t lose!”

Yashiro, covered in burns, frantically moved his eyes in search of Kazuki, but what he saw nearly caused him to collapse.

Beside Kazuki and Shisui, the flowing water wall firmly blocked all the flames for them. There was no sign of injury, and even their hair was not messed up.

Kazuki held Muramasa and looked at Yashiro with pity. "Yashiro-san, I am very disappointed in you. As an Uchiha, you have lost the wisdom of fighting."

“Fear and anger will not give you power, they are only the inner cries of the weak…”

Yashiro covered his injured shoulder, and his eyes trembled.

He really hated this feeling, and he was also extremely afraid of this kind of battle.

Kazuki seemed to have the ability to foresee his every move, every action was under the enemy's control.

"I think that for a powerful Uchiha, the Sharingan can only be one of his weapons. Even without the Sharingan, the Uchiha clan's ninjas should be strong men who look down on the ninja world."

“But since Yashiro-san loves the Sharingan so much, I will fight you in the Uchiha way.”

Kazuki made the Sharingan slowly show in his eyes, his ocular power challenging Yashiro's Sharingan, and he severely reprimanded him: “Raise your sword! Looking at your bewildered state, you don’t deserve to be called Uchiha.”

Yashiro obediently raised his katana, looking in confusion at Kazuki's Sharingan, feeling completely disoriented.

Kazuki moved quickly, Muramasa in hand, and with a red glow in his eyes, his blade ruthlessly slashed at Yashiro as he reprimanded him: “Kenjutsu must be combined with eye power! If you only know how to use the Sharingan, then you are a slave to your own eye power!”

Yashiro staggered, Kazuki's eye power left him in a state of confusion, his mind spinning.

Immediately, Muramasa's blade tore his flesh and blood again.

"Calm down, use the Sharingan to copy my physical skills and break the rhythm of my attack!"

Kazuki instructed Yashiro in this way, and Shisui on the side watched this scene intently, his eyes full of admiration, and he was like a sponge, greedily absorbing knowledge.

"Where are your eye techniques? You are at a disadvantage in the fight, use genjutsu to interfere with the enemy and keep your distance."

"You only know how to use eye techniques? Don't you know how to use ninjutsu? Try to use one hand to make a seal."

“Your kenjutsu is chaotic, and your reaction doesn’t keep up with the dynamic speed of the Sharingan. Try to slow down the pace of the fight.”

Kazuki carefully instructed Yashiro.

But every time Kazuki gave an indication, Muramasa cut deep, representing a painful lesson.

Without knowing why, Yashiro remembered when he was young, and his grandfather taught him kenjutsu…

“Yashiro, study kenjutsu well with your grandfather! In the future, you will become a great shinobi! Your grandfather’s kenjutsu was taught by the leader of the Izuna clan…”

“Back then, your grandfather was just a young man who didn’t know his own strength when he challenged Izuna-sama. Even though he ended up being defeated, Izuna-sama taught me a lot, and these valuable experiences helped your grandfather survive the Sengoku Period.”

“This first principle is to combine ocular power with kenjutsu...”

His grandfather's advice seemed to resonate with Kazuki's voice, each of them surprisingly similar.

Yashiro was trembling all over, with blood marks all over his body, and the appearance of Kazuki in his eyes also changed.

It was like Uchiha Izuna, who was worshipped in his ancestral hall, walked out.

But after a closer look, Kazuki looked a bit like Senju Tobirama who was remembered by every Uchiha...

Yashiro collapsed.

He was so weak that he knelt on the ground, looking at Kazuki in confusion, muttering to himself: "Who are you..."

Yashiro was cut by Muramasa's blade, and his body was covered with blood.

The once elegant and serene image now resembled that of a broken fugitive hiding among piles of corpses on the battlefield.

Yashiro knelt on the ground powerlessly. The feeling of powerlessness from the massive blood loss made his brain begin to suffocate, and the oppression brought by Kazuki made him recall the precious memories in his life, and a very real hallucination appeared in his eyes.

He was stunned on the ground, staring at the blood-stained Muramasa in Kazuki's hand and the red light in his eyes.

In his eyes, Kazuki looked a lot like the portrait his grandfather drew of Uchiha Izuna.

In the Sengoku Period, when Izuna suppressed rebels within the clan, he did so with impressive calm, fighting and speaking at the same time, subduing each defiant member both physically and mentally. He was stern but managed to get everyone to submit willingly, leading the Uchiha clan to greater unity and strength.

At that moment, Yashiro belatedly realized that even though Kazuki was only twelve years old, his physique was already comparable to that of an adult shinobi.

Before entering this venue, in Yashiro's heart, Kazuki was still a childish child, but now...

Kazuki slowly walked towards Yashiro, expressionless.

Seeing Kazuki coming over, Yashiro felt a huge panic in his heart.

If Kazuki had been fighting the way Senju Tobirama did, Yashiro might have been able to maintain his composure without falling into such a sorry state.

Because Senju Tobirama was the Uchiha's sworn enemy. Even if Yashiro was defeated, he would never show such a timid expression in front of an enemy. He would always strive to maintain his dignity.

But when Kazuki's image suddenly resembled that of Uchiha Izuna, the nature of the situation changed drastically.

Yashiro was like a child caught by his grandfather for doing something wrong. Even if he was spanked and felt very unconvinced, he could still beg for mercy without any psychological burden.

After all, no matter what, this is a family matter...

"Uchiha Yashiro, I am very disappointed in you. As a three-tomoe who has been famous in the clan for a long time, you performed so badly..."

As Kazuki spoke coldly, he infused fire-nature chakra into the blade of the sword. The excellent conductivity of Muramasa's chakra caused the sword to become engulfed in intense flames. The heat spread across the ground, leaving burn marks without the tip of the sword even touching it.

"It's like, it's really like..." Tobirama sighed from the bottom of his heart.

He had heard about what Uchiha Izuna did to gain power in the Uchiha clan. After his father's death, Tobirama even tried to imitate him.

A trace of fear arose in the heart of Senju Tobirama.

In the past few days, Senju Tobirama's defense has weakened because of Kazuki's attitude and behavior towards Nohara Rin, Might Guy, and Umino Ikkaku, but no matter what, he doesn't want to see an Uchiha Izuna appear in the Uchiha clan.

That's too dangerous.

But just as if to echo what Senju Tobirama was thinking...

A ball of water escape chakra emerged from Kazuki's left hand, and it spun violently, forming a sharp turbulence, buzzing in his hand.

This is exactly one of Senju Tobirama's secret water release techniques: Hard Whirlpool Water Blade!

Senju Tobirama was stunned, looking at this scene thoughtfully, and after a long time, he curled his lips: "Tsk... Let's continue to observe you for the time being boring kid."

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