Chapter 41: Don’t Think We’re Out of People!

Yuhara's words caused all the Uchihas present to frown. His arrogance was beyond description, yet they could accept it because he was one of their own. However, this acceptance hinged on Yuhara proving himself worthy of his pride. Without the necessary strength, his arrogance would only earn their disdain.

Slowly, about a dozen Uchiha ninjas stepped out from the shadows of the bamboo forest, with one leading the way. This leader stared at Yuhara and spoke coldly, "You truly are an Uchiha genius, with pride ingrained in your bones. But can you live up to it?"

Yuhara rolled his eyes at the remark, feeling as if the guy was implying he was a true Uchiha lunatic. It irritated him, but he wasn't one to back down easily. Fixing his gaze on the leader, he suddenly shook his head, "Just you?"

"What do you mean?" the burly young man asked, stepping out of the shadows.

Before he could react, Yuhara appeared in front of him. With no time to respond, Yuhara's eyes glowed with a strange power as he thrust his bamboo stick forward. Coating it with blue chakra, the stick landed silently yet forcefully on the burly ninja. The ninja tried to move, but Yuhara's crimson eyes locked onto his, causing his mind to blank momentarily. In the next second, Yuhara's bamboo stick struck him down, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

The other ninjas stood stunned by Yuhara's decisiveness. He didn't waste any time or words. Seeing their comrade groaning on the ground, their hearts raced, but Yuhara's next words made their blood boil.

"I meant that one of you isn't enough. You want to see my Mangekyō? It takes more than just one of you," Yuhara said, his gaze sweeping over everyone. His terrifying aura exploded, spreading an oppressive atmosphere that made their hearts beat slower.

"If this is all you've got, you can't even entertain me."

His words, said in a cold tone, combined with his fearsome presence under the moonlight, made Yuhara look like a specter. The rustling of the bamboo in the breeze seemed to mock them.

"Charge! Don't let this bastard look down on us!" someone finally shouted. The hardline young Uchihas roared and charged at Yuhara.

Despite being outnumbered, Yuhara only felt a minor annoyance. His rapid growth in strength, particularly in chakra quality and quantity, made him formidable. His speed and perception had also become extraordinary, and despite focusing on developing Susanoo, he hadn't neglected his physical training. With his Mangekyō Sharingan enhancing his abilities, he was a force to be reckoned with, even without using its powers.

Under the moonlight, Yuhara moved like a graceful butterfly, effortlessly knocking down any Uchiha who came near. Their activated Sharingan was no match for his superior perception. To Yuhara, fighting felt like an art, with every move being simple and natural.

He tossed his bamboo stick into the air and, dodging an attack, swiftly punched another Uchiha in a vulnerable spot, sending him flying and knocking down several others. His crimson Sharingan glanced aside, dodging a wooden kunai aimed at his back. These ninjas had clearly prepared, but even without an ambush, Yuhara didn't intend to hold back.

Grabbing the arm of an attacking Uchiha, he twisted it, dislocating the joint before crouching to avoid another attack. Then, like a leopard, he charged at another Uchiha, who found himself flying back before he could react. Yuhara's Sharingan turned, and another ninja froze, only to be kicked away.

Catching his falling bamboo stick, Yuhara said, "You've truly disappointed me." His chakra still surged as he surveyed everyone. "If this is all you've got, there's no point in continuing. You couldn't even make me use my Mangekyō."

"Enough, Uchiha Yuhara!" a middle-aged man suddenly stepped forward, his face grim and his chakra formidable. He exuded a faint killing intent, indicating he was a veteran of the Third Shinobi World War.

Yuhara frowned but quickly smiled again. "Oh, can't I even state the obvious?"

"You're strong, strong enough to instill fear. That's a fact," the man said in a deep voice. "But they are your clan members, and..."

"Don't think we're out of people!"