Immediately after,
the two fast-moving figures clashed again.
They tangled together in a flurry of quick, probing taijutsu exchanges.
After just a few moves—
Sasuke suddenly felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen.
He'd been tricked.
But despite the growing grimace on his face, Sasuke didn't panic.
So what if he slipped up?
He hadn't even started showing his full strength yet.
Gritting his teeth through the pain,
Sasuke maintained a confident, slightly smug smile.
He looked straight at Yoruha and said coolly:
"Yoruha of the Yamanaka clan, your taijutsu's not bad.
But don't tell me you thought that was the best I could do."
Then, with an arrogant chuckle:
"Thanks to what happened two years ago…
I, Uchiha Sasuke, am no longer the same person I was back then."
"Today, I'll show you the true power of the Uchiha clan!"
"Sharingan—Activate!"
With that shout, Sasuke's voice rang across the training ground.
Veins popped at the corners of his eyes—
and in the next instant,
a pair of burning red Sharingan lit up in full view.
Uzumaki Naruto blinked in shock.
"Whoa… that's kinda freaky. Wait—did Sasuke catch pink eye or something?"
Haruno Sakura immediately barked back,
"Pink eye?! Naruto, are you an idiot? Those are obviously his new contact lenses! Aren't they so cool?!"
Akimichi Choji turned toward Shikamaru,
"Uhh… Shikamaru, what do you think?"
Usually, when Choji asked for his opinion,
Shikamaru would roll his eyes and say something like,
"Use your own eyes and figure it out."
But this time,
Shikamaru just stared silently at Sasuke's new eyes.
Then, in a rare moment of seriousness, he explained:
"Those eyes…
That's the bloodline limit of the Uchiha clan—the Sharingan.
It's a powerful dōjutsu with insane dynamic vision and copying abilities.
They say only a few Uchiha geniuses can awaken it...
and it's even stronger than the Byakugan."
Ssshhhk—
The whole group gasped.
Stronger than the Byakugan?
The eyes that could literally see chakra points inside the body?
That sounded seriously dangerous.
And for the first time,
Hinata quietly started worrying for Yoruha.
"Hahaha! Yoruha, did you hear that?!"
Sasuke's voice rang out, high with excitement.
"What he said is absolutely right!
The Sharingan is an unrivaled power.
And today—
you're lucky enough to witness firsthand what it means to be defeated by me,
Uchiha Sasuke!"
His voice echoed with pride.
Emotion peaked in his tone.
The atmosphere crackled.
But then—
Yoruha vanished.
Gone.
Just as Sasuke proudly finished his sentence,
Yoruha disappeared from his line of sight.
His heart skipped a beat.
The Sharingan spun into motion.
The red pupils rotated rapidly, scanning for movement.
And sure enough—
the famed Sharingan showed its worth.
Despite Yoruha's Wind Teleportation Technique being incredibly fast,
Sasuke could still track him.
In Sasuke's field of vision,
Yoruha's incoming slap appeared in slow motion—
as if everything around him had slowed down.
To the Sharingan, the motion was crystal clear.
No hidden tricks.
No illusions.
Just a trajectory.
I can see it.
I've got you.
Sasuke smirked slightly, already beginning to raise his hand in counterattack.
But—
Right then, something strange happened.
Sasuke's smirk froze halfway.
His body wasn't responding.
His movements… were also in slow motion.
Even slower than Yoruha's slap.
What?!
That slap he saw coming so clearly...
He couldn't dodge it.
He couldn't even raise his hand fast enough.
SLAP!
A crisp, loud smack echoed in the courtyard.
Right across Sasuke's cheek.