If it had been any other student, they'd have been instantly taken out by a C-rank jutsu like that!
Yuya's expression turned serious. Without hesitation, he pushed off the ground and leapt backward.
But he was clearly not fast enough to outrun the incoming Great Fireball.
Just as the blazing sphere was about to hit him, a sharp glint flashed in Yuya's eyes. The kunai in his hand began to glow faintly white, and with a sharp swing downward—
"Split!"
Crack!
The white halo exploded at that moment. But instead of going head-to-head with the fireball, Yuya guided the force to split it apart.
The Great Fireball had already reached the edge of its range, and with Yuya's full-powered technique—
It split down the middle!
The flames roared past Yuya on either side, not touching him at all.
"Nice!"
Seeing this, Yuya didn't smile. He only grew more calm.
Right now, he still couldn't directly crush a C-rank jutsu—he had to rely on clever tricks like this.
But the day when he could destroy one head-on... wasn't far off.
The fire blazed behind him. Outside the ring, the students were all frozen in horror.
"Did he… did he die?"
"Oh no… that thing kills people… This is terrifying!"
They couldn't see what had happened inside the blast zone—just that Yuya had been swallowed by the fireball.
Every face was filled with dread.
On the other side, Uzumaki Kushina couldn't hold back any longer. She was ready to storm onto the field, tears brimming in her eyes.
She was overwhelmed with guilt.
Why did she let Yuya fight Uchiha Izumiya?Why didn't she stop him?
The one person who could've stopped things—the chunin instructor—just clenched his jaw and did nothing.
To him, it looked like Yuya was done for.
Uchiha Izumiya also stared at the dispersing flames, his face pale but wearing a dark, satisfied smirk.
Yuya should be ash by now.
But—just as he was relaxing, his expression froze completely.
A flicker of horror and disbelief appeared in his eyes.
Because—from within the flames…
A figure started walking out.
That figure was unmistakably—Yuya!
"Impossible!!"
He took the Fireball Jutsu head-on?!
Izumiya was stunned. In a panic, he threw a punch at Yuya.
No way Yuya came out of that unscathed. He had to be running on fumes.
He must be on the verge of collapse.That's what Izumiya thought—and confidence returned to his face.
But in response to his punch—Yuya calmly threw one of his own.
Faint white light surrounded Yuya's fist.
And then—
CRACK!!
That chilling, shattering sound rang out again as cracks spread through the air like fractured glass. It was like reality itself was breaking.
Then—Izumiya's arm gave a sharp snap.
The force of Yuya's punch was too much. His arm broke instantly under the impact.
And that shockwave launched Izumiya into the air—
Thud!
He hit the ground hard, blood spurting from his mouth, completely overwhelmed by the pain—
And then he passed out cold.
Silence.
Yuya casually patted out the flames on his clothes and plucked off a few scorched strands of hair, tossing them aside.
Then—
The crowd erupted.
"No way!!"
"What the hell?! Is he a zombie?!"
"How the heck did Yuya survive a fire-style jutsu like that?! That's insane!"
Everyone looked like they were dreaming.
Shock and disbelief covered every face.
Yuya… actually defeated Uchiha Izumiya?!
That meant he was no longer the class's bottom-feeder—He had leapt straight into the ranks of top-tier geniuses, second only to Namikaze Minato!
An unbelievable, miraculous turnaround.
Among the crowd, Kushina stared blankly at Yuya, tears still glimmering in her eyes.
She still hadn't processed what had just happened.
Yuya ignored the stunned students and looked over at Kushina. With a slight smile, he wiped at a small burn on his arm.
"Sorry—I did get a little hurt after all."
"..."
Kushina pursed her lips, staring at Yuya in a daze.
"Idiot!"
She couldn't hold it back anymore. She wiped the corners of her eyes, bit her lip, and huffed—then waved her fists at Yuya, returning to her usual energetic self.
The chunin instructor still hadn't snapped out of it.
He stared at Yuya in shock.
"You… you…"
"Looks like I won, huh?"
Yuya looked at him calmly, speaking flatly.
The instructor rubbed his eyes like he couldn't believe it.
He had never imagined Yuya could actually win—And that the one seriously injured would be Uchiha Izumiya.
If Yuya had been hurt, no big deal. But Izumiya?
That meant he, the teacher, was in serious trouble.
His face twisted into an ugly grimace, but in the end, he had no choice but to bitterly announce Yuya's victory.
But glancing toward the injured Izumiya, the chunin leaned in and muttered in Yuya's ear:
"You beat a member of the Uchiha Clan this badly... Watch yourself."
"That's not something you need to worry about, sensei."
Yuya replied indifferently, then walked off the field.
Every gaze followed him—stunned, shaken, unable to look away.
Even Minato's eyes gleamed with interest. He studied Yuya closely now, finally starting to take him seriously.
After that day's combat evaluation, Yuya became the center of attention at the entire academy.
Everyone was asking—what was that strange power he used?
Yuya's answer: the Shocking Release bloodline limit.
It was a perfect explanation.
After all, the ninja world had tons of bloodline limits. There were dojutsu types like Sharingan and Byakugan, body-based types like Shikotsumyaku and the Hydrification Technique of the Hozuki Clan, and chakra-based ones like Wood Release and Ice Release.
Everyone nodded in understanding.
After the initial shock passed, the excitement began to settle.
…
In a clearing somewhere in the Hidden Leaf Village—
The sky had grown dim, but Yuya wasn't even thinking about going home. He was still training his taijutsu hard.
He might've finally had his moment—but he knew that trouble was coming.
So instead of letting up, he trained even harder to strengthen his taijutsu and develop the power of Shocking Release.
"Four hundred fifty-one… four fifty-two… four ninety-nine… five hundred!"
"Phew!"
Reaching his target number, Yuya stretched his almost-numb arms and stood up.
When training outdoors, he didn't push to the absolute limit.
Only at home did he squeeze every last drop of effort from himself.
It might not make a big difference now—but in this ninja world, he'd trained himself to stay cautious from a young age.
"At this rate… it's probably time to add weights soon."
Wiping off sweat, Yuya headed home.
It had been nearly a month since he'd eaten that strange fruit—the one that shouldn't even exist in this world—and awakened the Shocking Release bloodline limit.
In that month, Yuya had completely abandoned ninjutsu and chakra training.
He had thrown himself 100% into taijutsu instead.