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Chapter 129: Two Tomoe
Fugaku Uchiha looked at the madman covered in blood, who was still laughing wildly, and the last shred of pity in his eyes vanished completely.
"Admirable spirit!"
Since you want to die, I will grant your wish.
Fugaku brought his hands together, his fingertips shifting rapidly.
Snake - Ram - Monkey - Boar - Horse - Tiger.
Chakra compressed madly in his throat, distorting the air with high heat.
"Fire Style: Fireball Jutsu!"
Boom!
A massive fireball, over five meters in diameter, erupted from Fugaku's mouth. The rolling heatwave instantly engulfed the teetering figure before him.
The flames roared, causing the stone slabs on the ground to crackle and pop.
The surrounding Uchiha clansmen backed away one after another, avoiding the scorching heat.
"It's over."
The flames rushed towards his face.
The searing wave instantly evaporated the moisture in the air, and Tsubasa Uchiha's blood-streaked face was illuminated bright red by the firelight.
The smell of death.
The Golden Lion was all too familiar with this scent.
In the stormy seas of the Battle of Edd War, under the sword aura of that bastard Roger, in the instant Garp's iron fist came swinging, and in that moment he sliced off his own legs in the pitch-black depths of Impel Down.
Countless images flashed wildly through the Golden Lion's mind.
It was the grandeur of standing at the prow of the Golden Lion Pirates' ship, overlooking ten thousand miles.
It was the madness of storming Marineford alone with two famed swords, fighting Sengoku and Garp single-handedly.
It was the arrogance of crawling out of Impel Down, blood dripping from his severed legs, laughing wildly at the sky.
I am the Golden Lion!
The man destined to rule the world!
How can I die in this gutter!
How can I lose to this weak body!
How can I be defeated by these eyes that can't see the world clearly!
"Are you angry?"
A voice seemed to roar from the depths of his heart.
"Are you unwilling?"
"Then take your power... back!"
Thump!
His heart contracted violently, emitting a sound like a war drum.
A cold and sinister power erupted from the depths of his mind, flooding madly into his eyes along the optic nerves.
The originally blurry world changed.
The flames that were as fast as lightning now seemed like viscous syrup, creeping slowly through the air.
Not just the flames.
He saw lines.
Countless blue and red lines interwoven in the air.
Those were the trajectories of chakra flow.
"Jiehaha... so that's it."
The Golden Lion grinned, revealing gums stained red with blood.
This feeling of having everything under control in his gaze was simply addictive!
Every cell deep in his body was cheering. That arrogance originating from his soul forcibly took control of this shell that was already on the verge of collapse.
No need to think.
No need to practice.
This body seemed to have a consciousness of its own.
The Golden Lion slammed his hands together in front of him, then his ten fingers flew, creating a blur of afterimages.
Snake - Ram - Monkey - Boar - Horse - Tiger.
He had practiced this complex string of hand seals for a month, stumbling through it every time.
But at this moment, his fingers were as dexterous as a master who had played the piano for thirty years.
A perfect replication!
Exactly three seconds after Fugaku finished his seals.
In the split second before that Fireball was about to swallow him.
The Golden Lion's chest swelled violently, his lungs like fully drawn bellows emitting a piercing hiss.
Deep in his throat, chakra compressed and transformed madly.
"Fire Style: Fireball Jutsu!"
Boom!
The same flames.
The same scale.
Erupted from the Golden Lion's mouth, crashing head-on into the fireball released by Fugaku.
Two massive heatwaves collided with a boom in mid-air.
Orange-red firelight instantly illuminated the entire training ground. The shockwave from the explosion lifted the stone slabs off the ground, sending gravel shooting in all directions like bullets.
"What?!"
"He blocked it?!"
The watching Uchiha clansmen were forced to raise their sleeves to cover their faces, their eyes full of horror.
Impossible!
That dead-last Tsubasa Uchiha couldn't even spit out the most basic "Phoenix Flower" jutsu. How could he release a Fireball of this level?
And...
That was a head-on clash with Lord Fugaku's ninjutsu!
Smoke filled the air.
The heatwave gradually dissipated.
Two figures were faintly visible in the ruins.
Fugaku Uchiha stood his ground, the corners of his clothes slightly charred. In his crimson Three-Tomoe Sharingan, unspeakable shock was now written.
And opposite him.
The blood-soaked boy was still standing.
Although teetering, although looking like he would collapse the next second.
But his head was held high.
On that ferocious face, blood mixed with dust, making him look exceptionally terrifying.
What made hearts palpitate the most were his eyes.
The originally black pupils had disappeared.
Replaced by a field of blood red.
Two Tomoe!
Scarlet tomoe spun slowly in his eye sockets, emitting a creepy, ominous aura.
"That is..."
In the crowd, an elderly elder took a sharp step forward, staring dead at the Golden Lion's eyes, his voice turning shrill with excitement.
"Sharingan!"
"And... Two Tomoe right upon awakening?!"
The crowd was in an uproar.
Like a drop of water falling into a pot of boiling oil, the entire training ground exploded instantly.
In this clan that valued bloodline and talent above all else, everyone knew exactly what awakening the eyes meant.
It was the ticket to becoming strong.
It was the cornerstone of the Uchiha clan's supremacy over the ninja world.
Usually, when clansmen awakened their eyes, it was mostly One Tomoe, requiring years of honing on the edge of life and death to evolve.
To skip One Tomoe and open directly at Two Tomoe...
This kind of talent was rare even in the history of the Uchiha!
"Jiehahahaha..."
A burst of weak but still arrogant laughter broke the crowd's discussion.
The Golden Lion raised a hand to cover his right eye, blood seeping through his fingers.
Whoosh!
A black shadow instantly appeared beside the Golden Lion.
So fast that even Fugaku couldn't react.
It was Setsuna Uchiha.
This strict father, who had been watching coldly from the side and even preparing to expel his son from the family, was now trembling as he supported the teetering Golden Lion with both hands.
The coldness and disdain from before were gone from his face.
Replaced by a near-fanatical surprise.
"Tsubasa..."
Setsuna stared at the Golden Lion's blood-red eyes, as if staring at the world's most precious gems.
"Good! Good! Good!"
He said "good" three times in a row, his voice trembling.
"As expected of my son! As expected of the seed carrying my, Setsuna Uchiha's, blood!"
"I knew it! I knew you wouldn't let me down!"
The Golden Lion looked sideways at this "cheap old man" who had suddenly changed his tune, a trace of mockery flashing in his eyes.
Ten minutes ago you wanted me to get lost.
Now that you see I have value, you start playing the loving father and filial son act?
However...
The Golden Lion didn't push Setsuna away.
His physical condition was terrible right now. If no one held him up, he might really faceplant on the ground.
"Old ghost..."
The Golden Lion leaned on Setsuna, his voice weak but still insolent.
"Stop moving yourself to tears over there."
"Hurry up and find a doctor... I'm hungry."
After saying this, his overdrawn body finally couldn't hold on any longer.
The world before him went black.
The Golden Lion fainted completely.
"Quick! Medical team!"
"Be gentle! Don't hurt Young Master Tsubasa!"
"Bring out the best medicine! If there are any aftereffects, this old man will kill you all!"
In his fading consciousness, the Golden Lion only heard waves of noisy shouting in his ears.
That was Setsuna Uchiha's voice.
Anxious, irritable, yet full of unconcealable pride.
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