Triple pair kaleidoscope?
Under the night sky, Susanoo was torn apart, breaking into countless green sparks that scattered like fading embers.
boom.
Shisui lost his Susanoo and collapsed heavily to the ground, both eyes bleeding tears, his face stained with red.
"…Duan…"
He parted his lips with difficulty, barely calling out the opponent's name before his vision blurred and darkness overtook him. This was the unmistakable sign of pupil power completely overdrawn.
Duan stepped forward, one large hand clamping onto Shisui's neck as he lifted him effortlessly into the air.
He had won.
Though fierce and destructive in appearance, this battle had truly been no more than sparring. If it were a battlefield—Shisui would have never fought so recklessly. First, he would have used Kotoamatsukami, his most forbidden genjutsu. And second, even if cornered, Shisui was a master of the Body Flicker Technique—like Namikaze Minato himself. If he wanted to escape, almost no one could stop him.
But then again—if it had been a true death match, Duan would not have wasted time. He would have unleashed Za Warudo from the very start, crushing Shisui instantly, never granting him the slightest chance.
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In the crowd of Uchiha watching:
"Elder Setsuna… didn't you say Susanoo was the power closest to a god? Then how… how can he tear through Susanoo with bare hands? Does this mean he can kill even gods?"
The voices trembled.
To defeat a Mangekyō user with just the strength of flesh and blood—it defied everything they knew of the Sharingan's might. Yet all of them had witnessed it with their own eyes.
"Shisui…"
Itachi's low murmur escaped. The undefeated myth he had placed upon Shisui shattered like fragile glass in that moment. When he saw Shisui dangling by the throat, his heart clenched, fear striking that his uncle might truly kill him.
Just as Itachi was about to rush in—someone else acted faster.
"Duan, stop!"
Fugaku's stern voice boomed as he blurred into the battlefield, face tense with rare anxiety.
This was supposed to be only a contest. If Shisui—the pride of the clan—were slain here, it would be a devastating blow to Uchiha strength.
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Duan turned his head, meeting his brother-in-law's gaze. Fugaku, who had sat quietly observing since the start of the clan meeting, only stepped forward now.
But instead of releasing Shisui, Duan's thoughts darkened: Should I gouge Shisui's eyes right here… prevent them from ever falling into Danzō's hands in the future?
Fugaku felt his blood run cold at Duan's unmoving hand. Not good…
Shua.
In an instant, Fugaku's Sharingan spun wildly, the tomoe whirling until they warped together—three blades, tightly linked.
The Mangekyō Sharingan.
At once, a towering surge of blue chakra erupted from his body, forming bones, then muscles, then armor—until the massive blue frame of Susanoo rose around him.
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Gasps erupted.
"The Patriarch… he awakened the Mangekyō as well?!"
"He can summon Susanoo too—does that mean our clan has not just one, but three Mangekyō wielders now?"
Astonishment rippled through the onlookers.
Under Fugaku's command, his Susanoo's massive hand reached out, trying to seize Shisui from Duan's grip.
But Duan didn't flinch. He didn't even lift a finger. Instead—behind him, another giant phantom materialized.
Za Warudo.
The World stood taller and broader than ever before, over four meters, its dark teal skin glowing faintly under the moonlight. White ornate armor lined its body, a pair of cylinders strapped to its back, and a silver-white helm masked the upper half of its face.
Woodada! Woodada!
The World surged forward with blistering speed, fists hammering Susanoo in a flurry of strikes.
Deng! Deng! Deng!
Caught off guard, Fugaku's Susanoo staggered backwards under the barrage.
"Duan… you… don't tell me—" Fugaku's eyes widened. He stared at the phantom suppressing his Susanoo. Could this be… Duan's own Susanoo?
The clan whispered wildly, misunderstanding the truth:
"So that's it… Duan also has the Mangekyō. That thing—his Susanoo—just takes a different form."
"Three Mangekyō in one clan… Uchiha truly are invincible!"
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The murmurs reached Duan's ears, and he smirked inwardly. So, even here, my Stand is visible…
It made sense. In JoJo's world, only other Stand users could see Stands. But here, in the Naruto world, where Yin Chakra defined spiritual energy, his manifestation naturally overlapped with Susanoo itself. No wonder the clan mistook it for another godly armor.
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After forcing Fugaku back, Duan glanced at Shisui—collapsed, bloody, nearly drained of all chakra. He exhaled heavily.
That was enough.
If he gouged out Shisui's eyes now, the boy might be crippled beyond recovery, or even reduced to a husk. Worse—it would look cruel before the entire clan.
Better to take them in private.
Two days from now… once he recovers. Then I'll take those eyes. Otherwise, Kotoamatsukami is a threat I can't ignore. It is the one jutsu in this world I refuse to gamble against.
His mind made up, Duan loosened his grip.
"Brother-in-law, I'll give you this face today."
Shisui fell heavily to the ground, coughing violently as consciousness slowly returned.
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"Shisui." Fugaku hurried over, dismissing his Susanoo as he helped the boy up.
"Patriarch… you too…" Shisui rasped, staring in disbelief. He had never imagined Fugaku secretly awakened the Mangekyō as well.
Then his gaze shifted to Duan—and the phantom "World" standing behind him. His heart sank deeper.
Even when I pushed myself to the limit, he never fought seriously… just how many cards does he still have?
Steel muscles, Akimichi's expansion, Tsunade's strange strength, and now this phantom Susanoo… Shisui could no longer fathom the depth of Duan's power.
Propped up by Fugaku, his voice hoarse but honest, he declared before the clan:
"…I lost. From this day, the title of Uchiha's strongest belongs to you, Duan—cough!"
Blood spilled from his lips, but his words carried the weight of sincerity.