"A shinobi must always remain calm—regardless of the time, the place, or the situation."
"Sasuke, on that point—you've completely failed."
"You really let me down."
Naruto's voice rang out, and Sasuke snapped out of his daze.
Kakashi didn't even use genjutsu—he just showed a single Sharingan and you totally lost focus.
What if he had used genjutsu? Would you have just collapsed on the spot?
What the hell have you even been training all this time for?!
"If you lose," Naruto added coldly, "you're getting Ultra Double Training Mode when we get back."
Just hearing the phrase "Ultra Double" made Sasuke visibly shudder.
The last time he heard those words… was the last time he heard those words.
A memory he definitely didn't want to revisit.
So what if he has the Sharingan? I do too!
A flicker of crimson appeared in Sasuke's eyes—and in the next instant, three tomoe spun into shape.
Sharingan—Activated!
Partly because he didn't want to disappoint Naruto... but mostly because he didn't want to experience Ultra Double Training ever again.
That training could actually kill a guy!
"What the…"
This time it was Kakashi who was stunned. His eyes widened—he was completely floored by what he saw.
Sasuke's Sharingan wasn't single tomoe.
Not even two tomoe.
It was a fully evolved three-tomoe Sharingan—same as Kakashi's.
And he was only twelve.
Combine that with taijutsu already on par with his own before even awakening the Sharingan?
"Genius" doesn't even begin to cover it.
Kakashi was speechless.
First Naruto, now Sasuke—when did his students become monsters?
And then—
Sasuke started stripping.
No—this wasn't Sexy no Jutsu. That would only work on Sakura anyway.
Thud!
He shrugged off his top and dropped it behind him. It hit the ground with a thump, sending dust flying.
Kakashi immediately recognized what this was:
Weighted training.
The kind that Guy used.
Just from the way it dented the dirt, those weights weren't light.
For the record, Sasuke's weighted outfit was hand-me-down gear from Naruto.
Sasuke hadn't developed slowly, per se—he just developed slightly less absurdly than Naruto.
So, naturally, Sasuke ended up with Naruto's leftovers.
Then... he started taking off his pants.
Still not Sexy no Jutsu.
Even his pants had hidden weights.
Then his socks, wristbands, and even the Konoha forehead protector tied to his head…
How much freaking weight is this kid wearing?!
Students these days… not cute at all.
Kakashi was sweating from the back of his neck.
The pressure is real.
If I lose, this is gonna be seriously embarrassing.
If Naruto weren't standing there watching him like a hawk, Kakashi might've launched a sneak attack right then and there.
Let me teach you what the "complicated adult world" really looks like…
As for Sakura—she had charged out of hiding the moment Sasuke started taking his shirt off.
When he pulled off his pants?
Nosebleed. Immediate KO.
She fainted with a big smile on her face, never realizing that Sasuke had been wearing a second pair of boxers underneath.
Team 7 was now basically following the exact same trajectory as Guy's team had years ago.
The bells?
What bells?
What are you even talking about?
…Well, someone still remembered.
Behind his back, Naruto held out a small silver object in his right hand—a bell, glittering in the sunlight.
Kakashi hadn't even noticed yet… that the bells from his belt were gone.
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"Whew, my body feels so much lighter."
Having removed all his weights, Sasuke stretched his limbs. His joints popped like firecrackers.
"Ready?"
Although phrased as a question, Sasuke didn't wait for an answer.
He pulled out a new scroll from his ninja pouch.
A new weapon.
"Kakashi-sensei!"
A puff of smoke, the word "sensei" just leaving his lips, and Sasuke launched forward like a fired arrow.
"Fast!"
Kakashi's Sharingan spun wildly as he raised his kunai in defense.
Now both sides were going all-out.
Sasuke's speed had more than doubled from before.
Kakashi, who had previously been faster, was now struggling to keep up.
In just a blink, Sasuke appeared in front of him.
Without his Sharingan, Kakashi wouldn't even have been able to see the attack.
A full-power downward strike, like he was trying to split a mountain.
That attack's too straightforward.
Too easy to read.
Without hesitation, Kakashi countered with his kunai.
Kakashi, who Guy had once called his "eternal rival," knew all about weighted training.
Removing the weights gives you a huge speed boost, but your strength shouldn't increase all that much.
With his Sharingan maxed out, Kakashi had no fear of speed-based opponents.
...Unless it's Naruto.
Naruto would show you what happens when you add acceleration to strength.
For now, though, I've got the advantage—
CLANG!
The moment Kakashi blocked the attack, he regretted everything.
His entire right arm went numb, pain shooting through his wrist like electricity.
Why the hell did his strength go up that much?!
And what the hell is this thing even covered in?!
He didn't have time to think. Sasuke's second strike was already on its way.
The air itself howled as it came.
Kakashi dodged without even trying to block again.
He'd learned his lesson.
But Sasuke didn't give him an inch.
The moment Kakashi moved, Sasuke was on him again.
His speed was superior now—he caught up in no time.
Their eyes locked—
"Genjutsu: Sharingan."
Kakashi's Sharingan spun violently.
Sasuke flinched for a fraction of a second.
That tiny pause was all Kakashi needed to escape Sasuke's attack range.
From the sidelines, Naruto frowned—again.
Seriously? A three-tomoe genjutsu got you?
You've got a full Sharingan too, and you still fell for it?
Embarrassing, man.
If only he knew genjutsu himself—he'd send Sasuke a whole Genjutsu Resistance Training Pack.
Sasuke realized it too and gave chase.
His face was bright red—whether from anger or shame, even he didn't know.
"Earth Style: Earth Flow River!"
Kakashi, ignoring the pain in his right arm, quickly formed hand signs.
The ground beneath Sasuke turned to flowing mud, slowing him down.
Now Kakashi could finally get a good look at Sasuke's weapon—
A massive spiked mace.
Kakashi: ???
Wait. You hit me with that?!
I thought we were doing swordsmanship!
What happened to Crescent Moon Dance?!
And now you're swinging a damn mace?!
Turns out, the mace had been Naruto's idea.
Sasuke had refused at first.
"Just because you say so doesn't mean I'll use it."
Besides—it looked ugly as hell.
But the first time Sasuke used it, he realized:
"Damn... this thing's actually amazing."
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