Damn it—why can't I gather my chakra?!
Shisui tried to mobilize the chakra within his body, only to discover that the moment it flowed toward his chest, it scattered.
It was like a raging river—
Blocked by an iron gate.
Whoosh!
A gust of wind brushed past him.
Yuan had already slipped by his side.
Their eyes met for a fleeting instant.
Yuan's gaze was icy, killing intent laid bare.
Shisui's heart lurched.
That killing intent wasn't aimed at him—
It was aimed at Danzō.
And Danzō was directly behind him.
No! I have to stop him! I can't let Yuan commit an unforgivable mistake!
His three tomoe began spinning rapidly.
But at that very moment—
Yuan noticed.
Like lightning, his hand shot out.
His index finger tapped several precise points along Shisui's head in rapid succession.
Those acupoints were directly connected to ocular chakra pathways.
The three tomoe that had just begun condensing—
Vanished.
"My eyes—?!"
Shisui's expression changed drastically.
His Sharingan had been forcibly shut down.
He stared in disbelief at Yuan's back as he charged toward Danzō.
Yuan… are you truly going to become the fuse that ignites war between village and clan?
—
Meanwhile, Yuan felt a subtle release of tension in his chest.
He could now confirm it.
Shisui possessed the Mangekyō Sharingan.
If Shisui activated it—
Yuan could block the genjutsu.
But doing so would reveal more of his true strength than he was willing to expose.
The moment he noticed the abnormal rotation in Shisui's tomoe, he acted.
Sealing the ocular acupoints.
Forcibly closing the Sharingan.
"Old dog—your time is up!"
Yuan roared like thunder as he rushed toward Danzō.
More than ten Root shinobi still guarded him.
Six leapt forward to intercept.
"Rankyaku: Pack of Wolves Breakthrough!"
Yuan kicked repeatedly mid-air.
Violent compressed air exploded outward like a pack of invisible wolves lunging.
The six Root shinobi were struck as if mauled by unseen beasts.
Shockwaves burst across their bodies—
They were blasted away.
Yuan's right hand shot upward—
Two fingers catching a descending blade.
His head tilted slightly, avoiding a kunai.
More Root closed in.
Only two guards remained at Danzō's side.
Yuan snapped the blade in half with a flick.
Spun.
Evaded.
No time to waste.
Shisui's arrival meant village intervention was imminent.
He had to end this now.
Bang!
A sweeping kick sent one Root flying.
Yuan twisted through incoming strikes—
And appeared before Danzō.
The final two guards swung—
Too slow.
Yuan's palms sliced out in impossibly sharp arcs.
Both shinobi were flung aside.
Their necks twisted at grotesque angles.
Spines shattered.
Yuan did not slow.
His palm-blade cut toward Danzō.
At the last instant, Danzō shifted left—
But not fully.
"AAAH!"
An arm flew through the air.
Danzō's right arm had been severed.
Beneath the bandages—
Pale, unnatural flesh was revealed.
Almost no blood flowed.
Yuan's other palm thrust straight toward Danzō's heart—
Suddenly—
A violent aura descended from above.
Yuan was forced to change stance.
He looked up—
And punched.
"Leaf Strong Whirlwind!"
A green blur spun downward with overwhelming force.
Boom!
Fist and kick collided.
Air detonated outward in a shockwave.
"Yo! Uchiha brother—your opponent is me!"
A wide grin flashed.
White teeth gleamed.
It was Might Guy.
Guy flipped backward, landing in front of Danzō.
Behind him, Root regrouped.
One shinobi even held Danzō's severed arm.
The wound itself writhed strangely, the flesh almost tree-like in texture.
Danzō covered it with his remaining hand, face twisted in pain—
As if suppressing something.
"Guy… stop that brat."
With that, Danzō retreated, supported by Root.
They quickly disappeared.
Yuan watched them leave.
I wonder… how many Sharingan were in that arm.
Before he could move—
A green figure flashed before him.
"Leaf Great Whirlwind!"
Yuan tilted slightly—
A kick brushed past his nose.
He slid back lightly.
"Guy. The old dog is gone. I have no interest in fighting you."
Guy's expression turned serious.
"I came under the Third's orders to suppress this disturbance."
"If you surrender, I won't attack."
Yuan burst into laughter.
Then his smile vanished.
His gaze sharpened like drawn steel.
"Then let me see the strength of Konoha's Noble Beast."
"Dynamic Entry!"
Guy shouted and launched forward like a cannonball.
A powerful kick shot out.
Yuan twisted sideways, evading, and leapt high—
But—
A gust of wind appeared behind him.
Guy had already repositioned mid-air.
A sweeping kick lashed out.
"Paper Drawing."
At the instant of impact—
Yuan's body seemed to soften, light as paper.
He drifted away unnaturally.
Guy did not stop.
Ten—twenty rapid kicks exploded outward in succession.
Layer upon layer of leg shadows sealed every escape route.
The air itself trembled.
The real clash—
Had begun.
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