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Fugaku Uchiha's hatred exploded like a raging flood. The situation had clearly spiraled out of control, beyond his ability to manage. However, just then, several figures appeared before everyone's eyes like ghosts.
Looking closely, they were none other than the Third Hokage, Hiashi Hyuga, Minato Namikaze, Danzo Shimura, and the "Sannin," along with many others from various clans.
"Fugaku, this..."
The first to speak was naturally the most senior, the Third Hokage. Seeing the entire clan围攻 (wéigōng - surround and attack) a small child, the Third Hokage found it difficult to speak directly. He merely directed his gaze at Fugaku Uchiha, gesturing for him to explain.
"Lord Third, this is an internal Uchiha clan matter. Outsiders need not interfere. As for this degenerate son..."
Fugaku Uchiha disregarded the Third Hokage's presence, coldly stopping him from interfering. He then turned his hostile gaze to Wuchen, saying expressionlessly, "I'll ask you one last time, will you participate in this war?"
"No!"
"A very good answer. In that case, I shall execute you, this degenerate son, for defying the clan head's orders!"
Fugaku Uchiha grinned viciously, simultaneously throwing countless shuriken and kunai. From the look of it, he intended to thoroughly riddle Wuchen with holes. His methods were bloody and cruel.
"Truly a dark clan... Fugaku Uchiha, a formidable man."
The Third Hokage lowered his hat brim, his aged eyes gleaming. If Wuchen were in genuine danger, he would immediately intervene to prevent this unequal battle. Perhaps to ordinary people, this was Fugaku Uchiha executing Wuchen for defying the clan head's orders. But in the Third Hokage's eyes, it carried a different meaning.
Fugaku Uchiha wanted to activate the Mangekyo Sharingan!
In a sense, as the disciple of the First and Second Hokages, the Third Hokage naturally knew many unknown Uchiha secrets. The evolution of the Sharingan was extremely extreme, and the Mangekyo Sharingan even more so. There were two known ways to evolve into the Mangekyo Sharingan: one was to kill one's closest friend or relative, and the second was to witness the death of a close friend or relative. These were the currently known two methods of evolving the Mangekyo.
"Does he want to kill his own son to awaken his eyes...? Delusional!"
A hint of sarcasm flashed in the Third Hokage's eyes. At the same time, he secretly resolved to protect Wuchen in the future. A deranged individual like Fugaku Uchiha, whether he knew the method to activate the Mangekyo or not, was extremely dangerous. If he knew that activating the Mangekyo meant killing his own family or witnessing their death, only a devil would know what extreme actions he might take. Given Fugaku Uchiha's ruthlessness, it wasn't impossible for him to create a Mangekyo Uchiha army, even if it meant slaughtering his own clan, as they could always reproduce!
Thinking this, the Third Hokage cast a meaningful glance at Minato Namikaze and the "Sannin," clearly indicating that they should immediately rescue Wuchen if he appeared to be in danger. Although the four didn't understand the full meaning, they still nodded.
"What use are these rusty scraps to me? Are you a pig, Fugaku Uchiha?!" Wuchen instantly flashed, dodging the various ninja tools flying at him, then mercilessly retorted with cold sarcasm.
"I!"
Fugaku Uchiha was furious, glaring at Wuchen. His expression clearly conveyed, "If I'm a pig, what are you?" However, he couldn't openly curse without restraint. As the saying goes, "children's words are innocent." If he cursed Wuchen like that, people would definitely call him an idiot! Fugaku Uchiha suddenly felt incredibly frustrated, utterly depressed, and his killing intent grew even stronger. He could only vent all his boundless displeasure and resentment onto Wuchen.
"Since you're so eager to die, I'll grant your wish!"
Fugaku Uchiha, consumed by rage, quickly formed hand seals. With anger clouding his mind, he no longer cared about anything but quickly removing this eyesore, this thorn in his side that he found so infuriating to look at. Because he was simply too annoying and aggravating!
"Fire Style: Great Fireball Jutsu!"
A scorching fireball erupted from Fugaku Uchiha's mouth, incinerating the circulating air into ash, emitting boiling heat waves.
"This kind of thing is still useless against me! Kusanagi Sword!! Break!!!"
"Pfft!"
The fireball was pierced by a golden light. The Kusanagi Sword effortlessly sliced through the massive circular fireball, directly cleaving it in two.
"This..."
The scene was silent. Although the "Great Fireball" was just an introductory Fire Style Jutsu, Wuchen's crude way of breaking through it certainly taught everyone a lesson. In the face of overwhelming absolute power, any technique was futile.
"Fugaku Uchiha, let me tell you, today I came specifically to humiliate you and make you lose face!"
Wuchen held the Kusanagi Sword, his body radiating cold energy, shimmering with a myriad of golden lights that adorned the surrounding space. His indifferent small face exuded dominance and coldness, his profound and brilliant eyes seeing through all phenomena. He was like a divine sword drawn from its sheath, making it impossible to look directly at him.
A person's aura doesn't lie. Wuchen's powerful and overbearing presence, though youthful, was already well-formed, giving off a sense of having endured countless battles and of being able to destroy anything.
"This kid, in the future, will definitely not be a mere fish in a pond. Konoha won't be able to contain him."
Hiashi Hyuga, who had been silent, praised him, without any doubt about Wuchen's future. It was precisely because of ten years of hardship and suffering that he saw through the ugliness of human nature and the harsh realities of the world. Therefore, he understood the true meaning of power more than ordinary people, pursuing the highest realms of ninja ideals. In this world, only with absolute power will others respect and yield to you; anything else is nonsense.