Chapter 04: Shifting Calamity To The East, Awakening Visual Power
Editor’s Notes:
Chakra is a substance native to lifeforms on some planets; internal energy. Usually, the higher the chakra, the stronger the warrior.
Uchiha Tianxiong returned home and shut himself in his bedroom. He opened the book Uchiha Tunan gifted him impatiently. The key points of the theory lessons were all in there, and they were all summarized.
Tianxiong, who usually didn’t listen to the theory classes, could easily understand these. He touched the rough page and muttered, “This book’s paper quality is truly poor.”
Flipping through the pages, he noticed two were stuck together. Tianxiong licked his finger to moisten it and rubbed the pages apart to continue browsing through it.
On the other side, Tunan, who had also returned home, headed straight into the kitchen. He opened the lid of a pot that had a transparent liquid in it and turned on the cooking stove. As the pot heated up, the liquid gradually evaporated and Tunan looked at it with a wooden expression.
“In this weather, it should take about three days to evaporate naturally. But that’s too long. It needs a slight nudge.”
Tunan narrowed his eyes slightly, as he turned off the fire, and washed the pot several times before filling it up with water and putting it back on the stove. He opened the refrigerator to select from various vegetables and different kinds of edible weeds to pick out what would be his dinner tonight.
In the past few days, his food comprised only these vegetables and weeds.
……
Tianxiong woke up the next day with an unbearable headache.
“Did I not get enough sleep? Could it be because I stayed up too late reading?”
After contemplating for a bit, he planned to continue sleeping. It didn’t matter if he missed a day of class. In any case, there weren’t many newer things for the graduates to learn.
In the evening, he dragged his tired body to the clan’s northern training ground. Yesterday, he had promised that little imp to guide him in his training today. The Uchihas always abide by their promise.
“Cough, cough…” Tianxiong sat on the meadow, looking around in confusion.
“That little imp hasn’t come yet. Perhaps, the class teacher dragged out the lesson.”
On the other side, in the clan’s northwest training ground, Uchiha Zhewu had been training hard since noon.
Suddenly, he heard a movement behind him and immediately stopped to look back.
He saw Tunan standing there puzzled, and looking around as if he was lost.
“Little imp, why did you come here?” Zhewu asked indifferently.
Tunan seemed to be frightened by his expression, and said weakly, “I’m looking for Tianxiong-san.”
“He’s not here, get lost.”
Tunan turned around to leave, but at the same time, he ‘tsked’ in a low voice.
Zhewu heard it loud and clear and retorted, “Little imp, do you want to die?”
Tunan trembled and said in a quivering voice, “Why are you so aggressive? Since you cannot defeat Tianxiong-san, are you targeting me to vent your anger?”
Zhewu smiled, looked down at Tunan, and said, “Do you think I can’t defeat him?”
“Tianxiong-san has already told me that only your theory exams grades are high. In terms of actual strength, you are no match for him.”
“He said that to you?”
“Humph!” Tunan snorted as if he had vented his anger. He turned around and ran away.
Zhewu’s complexion, on the other hand, had become completely gloomy.
In the northern training ground, Tianxiong had just finished doing warm-up exercises. However, he felt that his entire body was aching and weak.
“It looks like I have fallen ill. Did I catch a cold because I stayed up late?”
“Tianxiong-san!” In the distance, Tunan called out as he ran over.
A smile appeared on Tianxiong’s face, but he quickly hid it. He looked at the panting Tunan, and coolly said, “You are late.”
“Just now, I went to the wrong training ground, sorry for making you wait for so long.”
Tunan bowed respectfully.
Swish!
A kunai fell from the sky and stuck in the ground in front of Tianxiong.
“Who is there?” Tianxiong shouted, looking up at a tree.
“Tianxiong-kun, usually, I don’t like to deal with you, but that doesn’t mean you can provoke me.”
On a big tree’s branch, Zhewu’s figure became visible. He assumed a domineering position and looked at Tianxiong condescendingly. His arrogance was apparent.
“Let’s duel, let me see your recent progress.”
Zhewu jumped down and attacked Tianxiong with a kunai.
“Damn it!” Tianxiong cursed inwardly and raised a kunai in his hand to block.
Clang!
Tianxiong felt a powerful impact, and couldn’t help taking a few steps back before he could stop.
“If I hadn’t been sick, how could you be so arrogant?”
Tianxiong’s forehead was covered in sweat. He raised his head and glared at Zhewu.
Swish, swish, swish~
Several kunai were thrown, they collided midair and changed the trajectory, which affected Zhewu’s judgment.
Ding, ding, ding~
However, the scene before his eyes stunned Tianxiong.
He saw Zhewu maneuvering the kunai, perfectly blocking his attacks, one after the other.
“I haven’t even activated the Sharingan. In my eyes, you are also just trash.”
Zhewu showed his one-tomoe Sharingan, and a victor’s smile appeared on his face. At the same time, he slightly moved his gaze and looked at Tunan, who had been standing there stunned.
Tunan’s eyes were filled with worry, disbelief, and a hint of disappointment…
Tianxiong also noticed Tunan’s expression, and his heart thumped. A desperate feeling rose from the bottom of his heart.
“I’m not trash, I’m not trash! Sharingan, so what?” Tianxiong roared. His eyes had turned blood-red with a single tomoe spinning rapidly in it, as he simultaneously made hand signs.
“Oh? Awakened,” Zhewu was slightly startled, noticing that Tianxiong was preparing to release the Great Fireball.
The corners of his mouth slightly rose, and his hands also became illusory, forming hand signs.
“Fire Style, Great Fireball Technique!”
“Fire Style, Great Fireball Technique!”
The two young Uchihas shouted out at once. However, just at the critical moment, Tianxiong felt a severe burst of pain and the chakra flow in his body suddenly stagnated.
Boom~
A huge fireball expelled from Zhewu’s mouth and engulfed his vision.
Damn it!
Tianxiong’s complexion was hideous. He wanted to dodge, but he discovered that his heart was in unbearable pain as if thousands of ants were biting it, and he felt as if the sky and earth were spinning. He lost consciousness.
The fireball seemed to hit something, and there was a sound of something heavy falling on the ground.
“Substitution technique? Where is he?” Zhewu frowned looking at the burning torch on the ground. He looked all around to search for his opponent.
Not there.
Not there either.
Suddenly, Zhewu smelled burning flesh and his heart skipped a beat.
“Murder!” Tunan screamed and ran towards the clan.
“Impossible, how can he die so easily?” Zhewu couldn’t believe it.
He was clear about Tianxiong’s strength. In a fight without using the Sharingan, he just had a fifty percent chance of winning, not to mention Tianxiong too had awakened his Sharingan today.
“How can he be so weak today? Could it be that I’m too strong?”
No, it was more likely that he made a mistake while doing the hand signs, and failed to release the fireball. And he was so clumsy that he forgot to dodge.
That was the only possibility.
Zhewu suddenly recalled the Anbu’s terror, and the clan’s strict rules and trembled.
“I must not let this matter spread. I’ll die if that happens.”
Zhewu viciously looked at Tunan, who was running towards the clan, and immediately raised a kunai to attack him at full speed.
At this moment, the fleeing Tunan felt power welling up within his body, and he slightly narrowed his eyes. He had a hunch what this sensation was.
In the very next moment, his eyes had turned blood-red and a tomoe slowly spun around the black pupils.
This power was addictive.
“How can this little imp run so fast?” Zhewu muttered with an ugly face.
Tunan was about to reach the clan but Zhewu couldn’t let that happen. His Sharingan spun at full speed, and he made hand signs while running.
Tunan, who was fleeing for his life, sensed his attacker’s movements, and his hands also became illusory, beginning to make hand signs.
As soon as it was completed, Tunan turned around and yelled,
“Fire Style, Great Fireball Technique.” x2
Zhewu vaguely saw a one-tomoe Sharingan in Tunan’s eyes. The worst was that the fireball released by the so-called trash nearly rivaled the one he had released.
What!!!
Boom~
The two fireballs collided, blocking Zhewu’s vision, and in the next instant, several kunai pierced through the flames headed right at him.
These kunai clashed with each other midair, changing their trajectory and compromising Zhewu’s judgment.
“Damn it, is this little imp really using Tianxiong’s move? And he is even better at it than him.”
Zhewu had no time to dodge. He could only raise the kunai in his hand to block the strike.
However, at this time, a kunai appeared from his blind spot and gashed his thigh.
“I’m injured. How’s this possible? Is there such a skilled person in the world?”
Zhewu endured the pain and looked at Tunan, who was standing on a branch, in disbelief. Tunan too was looking at him with an indifferent expression.
Tunan looked down, and said, “Zhewu-san, I never thought that after seeing Tianxiong-san awaken his Sharingan, you would be so afraid of him catching up to you that you would kill him. Did you know he was like a brother to me? Now that I have awakened the Sharingan, I will personally avenge Tianxiong-san.”
Tunan put the serious charge on Zhewu’s head at the first chance he got.
Zhewu also thought that he had killed Tianxiong. And as an Uchiha, he disdained to resort to sophistry. He said coldly, “Little imp, even if I have accidentally killed Tianxiong, only clan elders can judge me. In my eyes, you are still a nobody.”
Tunan slowly raised a kunai, pointed at Zhewu, and said, “A first-year student like me is definitely not Zhewu-san’s opponent, but Tianxiong-san is someone I cherish. I will spare no effort to avenge him even if it brings certain death.”
In the next moment, the tomoe in Tunan’s eyes spun, and he jumped to attack Zhewu.
Ding, ding, ding…
Zhewu’s mobility was affected by his thigh injury. He could only stand in the same place and resist head-on. Tunan’s attacks were fruitless, so he retreated a couple of steps.
But then a white mist rose and three Tunans jumped out, rushing towards Zhewu from different directions.
“Clone Technique? Which one is the real body?”
The tomoe in Zhewu’s eyes spun as he looked with fixed attention.
Not this one…
There is a shadow on the ground… Someone is above!
Zhewu suddenly looked up and saw that a figure had already jumped high into the air. Moreover, the other party’s hands were making hand signs rapidly.
“So, this was his plan. He wanted to use three clones to distract me, and then use the Great Fireball to burn me to death.”
“Little imp, your tricks are too naïve,” Zhewu grinned hideously and yelled while his hands made hand signs even faster.
“Fire Style, Great Fireball… uh…”
Puff!
A kunai deeply stabbed into Zhewu’s abdomen.
“You…” Zhewu looked at Tunan in shock and slowly knelt on the ground.
“Enough.” A deep voice resounded.
The Uchiha clan’s Great Elder and a group of clan members surrounded Tunan and Zhewu.
The Great Elder noticed Tunan’s spinning one-tomoe Sharingan and a tinge of praise flashed through his eyes. He asked in a deep voice, “What happened?”
Tunan’s expression seemed to suddenly change. First, he looked confused, then he seemed to remember something, and looked alarmed, full of grief and indignation.
Finally, as if he seemed to have found someone to rely on again, with eyes filled with tears and a face full of grief, he whispered, “Tianxiong-san.”
With that, he fainted.
