After Yuzuru drew the [No-Seal Ninjutsu] clan entry draws, every mber of the Uchiha clan imdiately found related knowledge surfacing in their minds.
It was as if they had been born knowing it—an instinctive understanding of how to activate ninjutsu.
Normally, activating ninjutsu required chakra to flow along specific pathways, which was why hand seals were needed to guide it.
But now, all they had to do was clap their hands, and their chakra would flow freely through their bodies as they wished.
In a single instant, they could complete the preparation phase for casting jutsu—no more complicated hand seals.
"It must be Lord Yuzuru! Only he could accomplish sothing this miraculous!"
"As mbers of the Uchiha clan, I feel incredibly lucky. It's like we can just lie down and grow stronger without doing anything!"
"Hahaha… if others found out about our situation, they'd be insanely jealous!"
"Exactly… so to repay Lord Yuzuru, we must work hard and have more children!"
"With this kind of power, who wants to spar with ?"
"I'm in!"
"Count in too!"
"..."
For a ti, the Uchiha training grounds were packed with people, filled with clan mbers sparring everywhere.
Seeing this, Yuzuru nodded to himself.
With the enhancent of various clan entry draws, the Uchiha clan had already reached an astonishing level of power.
Out of sixty thousand clan mbers, nearly twenty thousand had beco ninja.
In the original tiline, even great ninja villages like those of the Land of Fire, Wind, and Lightning only had tens of thousands of ninja at most.
Yet the Uchiha alone could now rival the great nations of the shinobi world.
Most importantly, under the system's influence, every Uchiha ninja possessed terrifying strength.
As long as they could refine chakra, their power would skyrocket.
According to Yuzuru's earlier calculations, the number of Uchiha with elite jōnin-level strength or above had already exceeded three thousand.
Such a ratio was simply unheard of.
After all, even Konoha—the strongest village in the original story—only had a few dozen elite jōnin.
If the current Uchiha clan were placed into that tiline, Hiruzen Sarutobi and Danzo Shimura would probably fall to their knees begging for rcy.
"Big Brother Yuzuru!"
A voice ca from behind—it was Obito.
Yuzuru turned around and saw Obito and Kakashi walking over quickly.
"Big Brother Yuzuru, didn't expect you to be here. What a coincidence."
Yuzuru asked curiously, "What's up? Why are you two here so early?"
Kakashi said helplessly, "No idea what got into Obito—he insisted on dragging here to spar…"
"Obito, did that guy Guy rub off on you or sothing?"
Obito snorted confidently. "Kakashi, this ti I'm definitely going to beat you until you're begging on the ground."
"Big Brother Yuzuru, all the outside training grounds are full. Let us borrow your private one."
Yuzuru imdiately understood his intention and smiled. "Sure, go ahead."
With that, he stepped aside.
Obito clenched his fists excitedly and looked at Kakashi. "Kakashi, ready to taste defeat again?"
Kakashi snorted. "Don't underestimate . I've improved a lot recently too!"
"Good—then here I co!"
As soon as Obito finished speaking, he charged straight at Kakashi.
Kakashi drew his short blade and engaged him in close combat.
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
…
Sparks flew as the two exchanged dozens of moves in an instant.
Kakashi didn't dare look directly at Obito's crimson three-tomoe Sharingan. Following Guy's training, he kept his eyes fixed only on Obito's body below the shoulders.
"Kakashi, fight seriously. Right now, you're not even interesting," Obito mocked.
Kakashi felt a surge of frustration.
When they were kids, he could beat Obito with one hand.
But for so reason, Obito had grown stronger at an absurd rate, like he was cheating.
Every battle now brought Kakashi imnse pressure.
He couldn't even rember the last ti he had defeated Obito.
Thinking this, Kakashi suddenly leaped back and shouted:
"Eight Gates—Seventh Gate— Gate of Wonder—Open!"
In an instant, blue steam enveloped his body, and his aura beca as wild and violent as a beast.
"Obito, now I'm getting serious!"
Kakashi stared straight into Obito's eyes.
With his chakra rampaging uncontrollably, he no longer had to worry about falling into genjutsu.
"Now that's more like it."
Obito's three-tomoe Sharingan shifted, connecting into a Mangekyō Sharingan as he charged forward again.
This ti, the montum reversed—Obito was pushed back by Kakashi.
Even though the Mangekyō Sharingan could see through Kakashi's movents, it wasn't enough.
With the Gate of Wonder open, Kakashi's speed and strength had reached a terrifying level.
In pure taijutsu, even with the Mangekyō's support, Obito couldn't gain the upper hand.
A smile curved on Kakashi's lips. "Well, Obito? How does it feel now?"
Obito snorted with a grin. "Don't get cocky too soon, Kakashi."
As soon as he spoke, a surge of fire-style flas swept toward Kakashi.
Caught off guard, several strands of Kakashi's hair were singed.
"What…?!"
Kakashi steadied himself, shocked.
He hadn't seen Obito form any hand seals—so how had he just unleashed such a powerful fire-style jutsu?
Before he could think further, Obito charged again.
Kakashi was forced back into combat, but this ti he was in a far worse position.
No matter how fast he attacked, Obito kept launching all kinds of jutsu, leaving him overwheld.
If not for the Gate of Wonder, he would have already lost.
Seeing the flas rushing toward him, Kakashi clenched his teeth and shouted:
"Dayti Tiger!"
Boom!
A tiger-shaped air cannon blasted through the flas, smashing into Obito.
But the next mont—
With a "bang," Obito's body turned into white smoke and vanished.
"Shadow Clone?"
"When did that happen?!"
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