Uchiha: Starting from Imprisonment of Tobirama

Even Senju Tobirama sneered and commented: "The Uchiha clan has fallen to such a level... Letting the three magatama to deal with the children of the ninja school, this ridiculous mind and temperament are far from the Warring States Period when Uchiha Madara was in power..."

"Based on this one detail alone, I can conclude that with Monkey and Danzo working together, the Uchiha clan will not be able to cause any trouble now..."

"Little devil, don't be afraid of him. I will tell you how to deal with him. You can't lose with me here!"

Qing Shui smiled beautifully: "Tobirama, I have learned your water escape and illusion techniques, so you don't have to worry about me. I still have your and Uchiha Izuna's sword techniques to rely on, and if all else fails, I still have the twin magatama Sharingan."

"I'm glad you care about me. I'm glad to see the will of fire in you. It seems that you have learned a lot of good qualities during the time you were in my body..."

The expression on Senju Tobirama's face is very interesting.

After hearing the two key words "water escape" and "illusion", Senju Tobirama slightly curled the corners of his mouth. After hearing the name of Uchiha Izuna, his eyes became obviously dangerous, and he almost continued to swear.

Next, Qingshui expressed that he was very pleased that Senju Tobirama had the will of fire, which really left him speechless.

No, do you know who I am?

I, Tobirama Senju, the actual head of the Senju clan, the second Hokage of Konohagakure Village!

You, an Uchiha who hasn't even grown a single hair yet, are commenting on me, right?

Back then, Uchiha Izuna looked at me in confusion, and didn’t know what the value of it was!

But strangely enough, Senju Tobirama was not angry. Instead, he waved his hand and said with a slight smile: "Go away, kid. If you lose this time, don't talk to me about the Will of Fire."

"I'm telling you, whether in Uchiha, Senju, Konoha, or the Ninja World, only the winners can talk about the Will of Fire. The losers have no right to speak!"

Qing Shui nodded in agreement, then shook his head in surprise: "Tobirama, what you said is not in line with the will of fire. I have to teach you..."

"Boy, I'm talking to you, can't you hear me?"

The Yashiro Uchiha shouted coldly, "If you don't have the guts to face my words, then come to the clan meeting next week and apologize for your remarks in front of your clan members, and this matter will be over."

"You are still just a student of the Ninja School. The family will not make things difficult for you. As long as you turn back from your mistakes, you can even be trained..."

Uchiha Yashiro looked sincere, as if he was unwilling to fight with Qingshui.

And in fact, this is true. Although Uchiha Yashiro is a hawkish Uchiha, he does not have the habit of bullying children in the clan.

But what he didn't expect was.

Qing Shui picked up Muramasa, danced a beautiful sword flower, and said slowly: "You are interrupting the conversation between me and my friend, senior."

"Although you, Eighth-generation senior, have betrayed the pride of the Uchiha clan, I cannot betray the honor of the family name. There is no point in saying more. Draw your sword."

Uchiha Yashiro's face turned a little hot.

The glory of the Uchiha clan made Qing Shui unable to avoid the battle, but he picked a fight with the children of his own clan as a three-magatama person. This was no different from a thug...

"Kid, I was also entrusted by someone... However, since we're fighting, I won't hold back." Uchiha Yashiro drew out his katana seriously, and as soon as he finished speaking, he turned into a shadow and moved towards Qingshui at high speed.

Qingshui snorted coldly and rushed forward without dodging!

Isn't it just a knife fight?

Do you have the strength to fight with me, Uchiha Qingshui, with swords?

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Chapter 22 Uchiha Eighth Generation, Feeling the Terror Recorded in the Classics

The two swords collided fiercely.

Uchiha Yashiro adopted the most direct fighting method. Relying on his speed and strength that he thought could crush Qingshui, he wanted to defeat the enemy in the most primitive and irresistible way!

Any sophisticated technique or swordsmanship must be based on strength.

Otherwise, it would be like a flower in the water or a moon in the mirror, which looks fancy but will break at the slightest touch.

But judging from the horrified expression on Uchiha Yashiro's face at this moment, his plan had failed.

Qing Shui held the knife with both hands, the muscles in his arms bulged slightly, Muramasa firmly suppressed the blade of Uchiha Yashiro, and said coldly: "Senior, are you going to abandon all the pride and honor of Uchiha today?"

"No matter who the opponent is, since we have already taken action, we will go all out in the name of Uchiha!"

Uchiha Yashiro looked very unhappy. He tried his best to resist Qingshui's power, cursing in his heart: "I have already used all my strength! Are you from the Senju clan, you bastard? How can you be so strong..."

"How can you let me step down if you still say such things?"

Just when Uchiha Yashiro's mood was slightly disturbed by Qingshui's words.

Qingshui's extremely powerful heavy sword suddenly lost its power, but Uchiha Yashiro was still pouring strength forward. His center of gravity could not be recovered in time, and the whole person suddenly fell forward.

Qingshui's body is as fast as a swimming dragon. Thanks to his enhanced double magatama and motor nerves, his thinking and vision are extremely clear when he moves, which can almost be regarded as slow motion.

A cruel and cold knife was stabbed upward from the side of Uchiha Yashiro's abdomen!

This is going to rip his stomach open!

Alarm bells rang in Uchiha Yashiro's heart. The ninja's sixth sense warned him frantically. The three magatama in his eyes spun wildly, and he retreated backwards with all his strength!

"Shh!"

The sound of clothes tearing was heard, and Uchiha Yashiro retreated more than ten meters, looking at Qingshui with fear in his eyes.

At this moment, Muramasa had roughly cut a scar as deep as half a finger between his abdomen and chest. Blood continued to flow out, soaking the soil of the training ground red.

"Little brat, you made me angry..." Uchiha Yashiro endured the pain, tore open his exquisite shirt with neat movements, and quickly made a simple hemostatic bandage for the wound.

"In terms of swordsmanship, you are at least at the level of a jonin in the clan, and your strength is also too strong to be expected from a child of a ninja school..."

"In this competition, I did bully the weak, but this was for the future of the Uchiha clan. And as you said, as an Uchiha, since I'm fighting, I have to give it my all."

"If you apologize, I'll have a serious talk with you after I win."

"But now, I'm going to be serious."

The three magatama in Uchiha Yashiro's eyes began to spin violently. At this moment, his dynamic vision was greatly improved!

The bloodthirsty red light locked onto Qingshui's figure.

This is the pressure felt when the three-magatama Uchiha fights alone.

In a one-on-one situation, enemies with insufficient resistance to illusions cannot even look directly at the Uchiha, and can only run away passively and take the beating, let alone defeat the Uchiha.

Even if the illusion resistance is high enough, the dynamic vision and copying ability of the three-magatama Sharingan can provide Uchiha with a large amount of intelligence information, allowing him to firmly grasp the initiative as soon as the enemy starts to move.

The Sharingan's copying can not only target ninjutsu, but also the enemy's physical skills will be copied.

"You are a genius, but facing my eyes, all your tricks will be useless..."

The Uchiha Eighth's entire temperament changed, he became confident and stern: "Experience the power of the Sharingan. Even the proudest genius will hate the tragic fate of not having the Sharingan."

Qing Shui's mouth curled up unconsciously, and he whispered to the Senju Tobirama in his body: "Tobirama, I heard that Uchiha Izuna seemed to have said something similar to you back then..."

"Yes. He told me many times. The last time I heard it was before he was slashed through the chest by Flying Thunder God." Senju Tobirama smiled knowingly, folded his arms, and said in a calm and proud tone.

Qingshui's fingers flew, and several seals were completed in an instant.

"Illusion: The Art of Darkness!"

Darkness descended upon the earth, and the pitch-black darkness froze Uchiha Yashiro's twisted smile.

But it's not over yet.

Qing Shui did not rush to attack, but continued to form seals: "Water Style: Mist Hidden Technique!"

Thick fog covered the training ground, visibility dropped rapidly, and the vision could not penetrate even within one meter.

Although Shisui on the side was not covered by the Darkness Technique, he could not avoid the Mist Hidden Technique that covered the entire place, so he tiptoed into the corner and chose to watch silently.

As the first Uchiha to be beaten by Qingshui, he understood this feeling very well.

That is the terrible feeling when the rhythm is controlled by others, every step is wrong, and no matter how hard you resist, you can only be in a miserable state.

Little Shisui sat on the ground leisurely, looking in the direction of Uchiha Yashiro, with a hint of pity in his eyes...

Uchiha Yashiro wanted to taunt Qingshui again, but the inescapable darkness covered his vision.

“Hmph… You dare to use a mere illusion in front of the Three-magatama Sharingan…” Uchiha Yashiro grinned, a red light flashing in his eyes, and his pupil power tore into the darkness like a sharp blade!

But the darkness was not penetrated by the power of the pupils. Instead, Qingshui's slash had arrived. The whistling slash came down on Uchiha Yashiro's head, as if to split him in two!

Uchiha Yashiro was suddenly shocked. He really didn't expect that the three-magatama Sharingan could not remove Qingshui's illusion!

What he didn't know was that this move of Tobirama Senju was an improvement on Hashirama Senju's illusion, and was also mixed with some of the characteristics of the Uzumaki family's sealing technique, so it was not just a simple illusion.

It is still very difficult to quickly break this move with pupil skills alone...

At least, it took some time for Uchiha Yashiro to adapt to the darkness for the first time.

The eighth Uchiha's eyes were bloodshot, and he increased his pupil power to the maximum in a short period of time, and bloodshot appeared in his eye sockets.

But even so, he could only barely see the trajectory of Muramasa's blade!

A ruthless knife chopped down, and Uchiha Yashiro rolled sideways without any grace, dodging the fatal blow in a manner similar to that of a lazy donkey rolling over!

But this time, there was another flesh-wounded scar on his arm.

"What the hell... I remember now. This is a genjutsu that was recorded in the clan's classics. It was developed by Senju Tobirama specifically for the Uchiha! How could this kid know this trick?!"

Uchiha Yashiro gritted his teeth, but he felt strangely relieved in his heart.

Fortunately, Senju Tobirama died. If this bastard had lived another 20 or 30 years, I don't know how many spells he would have used to harm the Uchiha!

"Eighth generation senior, you need to focus."

Qingshui's voice rang out in the darkness, ethereal and cold: "I don't want to kill you, but don't lose focus, otherwise, I will be forced to stain my hands with the blood of my own people..."

"The next time I strike, I'll chop your left shoulder."

It’s really hard to stretch...

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