Sharingan — Open
In the next instant, both Itachi and Shisui activated their three-tomoe Sharingan.
"Itachi, since this is a friendly match, we won't use the Mangekyō Sharingan."
"Okay"
Fire Style: Great Fireball Jutsu
Fire Style: Great Fireball Jutsu
Two massive fireballs shot forward and collided midair.
BOOM
Fire Style: Dragon Flame Jutsu
Fire Style: Dragon Bullet Jutsu
Fire Style: Majestic Flames Jutsu
Lightning Style: Lightning Beasts
Earth Style: Earth Flow Wall
Within minutes, they had exchanged dozens of jutsu. The surrounding ground was scorched by flames, shattered by lightning, trees were uprooted by wind, and the earth cracked under the impact of successive techniques.
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"Father, why are Big Brother Shisui and Itachi just staring at each other?" Sasuke asked in confusion.
"They aren't merely staring at each other," replied Fugaku.
"They are fighting within genjutsu."
At that moment, Itachi and Shisui opened their eyes simultaneously.
" Itachi, looks like in Genjutsu it's a tie for us. "
"Then let's move on to taijutsu."
Instant Body Technique
In the next moment, Shisui Uchiha used his famous Body Flicker Technique. Unlike others who merely enhanced their speed, Shisui's technique was different.
Dozens of Shisui suddenly surrounded Itachi Uchiha.
Itachi's expression turned serious. Every Shisui was real—and every Shisui was fake at the same time. This was the technique that had pushed Shisui's reputation to the top of the shinobi world.
Mirror Clone Summon
Itachi formed hand seals for a summoning ritual. Instead of a summoning beast, another Itachi appeared beside him.
"Father, Father, is that Big Brother Itachi's new jutsu?" Sasuke Uchiha asked excitedly.
"Indeed," replied Fugaku Uchiha. "This is the S-rank ninjutsu: Mirror Clone. It is similar to the Shadow Clone, but it possesses one hundred percent of the original body's power. It can last for Months if not fatally injured. And unlike the Shadow Clone, it does not divide the user's chakra. However, only one Mirror Clone can exist at a time."
"Amazing," Sasuke murmured, staring at the identical Itachi.
"Let's begin."
All the Shisui charged forward with kunai.
CLANG CLANG CLANG
Itachi clashed with them, but two pairs of hands could not fend off twenty. Several kunai pierced his body—
—and in the next instant, both Itachis transformed into a murder of crows.
Sealing Style: Eight Direction Chakra Seal
With the flapping of wings of tens of crows, sharp feathers scattered in every direction.
Whenever a feather struck one of Shisui's phantoms, it disintegrated instantly reducing the number of Shisui's phantoms to less than five who escaped from the range.
Moments later, the crows regrouped, reforming into Itachi.
"Using chakra sealing through feathers… as expected of you, Itachi. Then take this."
Fire Style: Great Fire Annihilation
A massive wall of flames, tens of meters high and wide, surged towards Itachi.
Sealing Style: Fire Chakra Seal
Instead of countering with another fire technique, Itachi tossed out a scroll. The scroll opened mid-air and the flames were instantly absorbed inside it.
The onlookers were stunned. They had not expected Itachi to wield such advanced Fūinjutsu, nor to seal an A-rank technique bordering on S-rank so effortlessly.
Fire Style: Phoenix Flower Jutsu
Genjutsu: Sharingan
Dozens of fireballs shot toward Itachi. Mid-flight, they multiplied and shifted directions unpredictably. Itachi immediately recognized it—a fusion of genjutsu and fire release.
Wind Style: Great Breakthrough
"Release"
Itachi expelled a powerful gust of wind, then hurled the sealing scroll forward. Upon release, the previously sealed Great Fire Annihilation erupted outward, amplified by the wind chakra.
The combined inferno devoured the incoming flames and surged toward Shisui.
Body Flicker Technique
Moments later, Shisui reappeared at a distance—unharmed, though his chakra was noticeably depleted.
"Itachi, it seems ordinary ninjutsu won't work on you, and we're evenly matched in genjutsu. Let's end this with our final move."
Shisui prepared to unleash his strongest technique next only to the Mangekyō Sharingan—but paused when Itachi did not respond.
Instead, Itachi was staring at a distant point in the forest.
Shisui followed his gaze but saw nothing unusual.
"You can stop hiding. Come out."
At Itachi's words, Shisui and the other Uchiha immediately grew alert, activating their Sharingan to scan the area.
They saw nothing.
Still, none of them doubted Itachi. If he sensed someone, then an intruder was present—and highly skilled at concealment.
Fire Style: Majestic Flames
Seeing no response, one hot-headed Uchiha jōnin unleashed a column of flames toward the location.
BOOM
A massive explosion followed. Yet there was no defensive ninjutsu, no counterattack.
For a brief moment, some of the Uchiha began to doubt Itachi Uchiha.
"Itachi-sama, could you be mistaken?"
"No. Someone is there. Just a rat hiding too deeply. Continue bombarding the area with Fire Style.
Kaito, Ren, Aoi, and Dadan—surround the area and form the Uchiha Flame Formation."
"Yes, Itachi-sama."
CLAP CLAP CLAP
Before the four could move, slow clapping echoed from the burning ruins. A figure stepped forward—a man wearing a white whirlpool-patterned mask.
"Halt!"
One of the Uchiha ordered sharply. The stranger ignored him and continued walking as if he had heard nothing.
SWISH SWISH SWISH
Annoyed, the jōnin hurled several shuriken. The weapons struck the masked man—
—but passed straight through him, emerging from the other side without resistance.
The mysterious figure remained unharmed.
When he was about ten meters away, he finally stopped.
"Amazing. Truly amazing.
Without my presence, I thought the Uchiha clan would decline. Yet I did not expect such successors to emerge. The two of you could almost compare to my strength at your age."
The clan members did not react. Praise from a stranger who had been spying on them meant nothing instead they were thinking why the shuriken couldn't damage the stranger.
"Hey, idiot. Stop pretending and introduce yourself," Sasuke Uchiha said coldly.
To Sasuke, his brother was the strongest in the world. Perhaps Shisui ranked just below his father. And now some masked stranger dared to imply superiority.
The masked man tilted his head slightly
.
"It seems your parents failed to teach you manners. Still, I will not argue with a child.
My name is… Uchiha Madara."
He stood proudly, arrogance evident in his posture—as though merely hearing his name should inspire awe.
"Oh? My name is Uchiha Tajima."
Madara ignored the response.
Then another spoke.
"My name is Uchiha Sengoku."
"My name is Uchiha Kong."
"My name is Uchiha—"
One after another, the Uchiha calmly introduced themselves.
Madara fell silent, confusion flickering beneath his mask.
This is not how it should go. Shouldn't they tremble? Question him? React with shock or fear? Why were they… introducing themselves?
Far away, watching the entire scene unfold, Black Zetsu slapped his forehead in frustration.
This idiot… Obito.
"My name is Indra."
At last, everyone had introduced themselves, with Fugaku finishing the round.
The man calling himself Madara—who was in truth Obito Uchiha—felt his thoughts short-circuit.
In the first place, he hadn't even planned to meet anyone. He had only heard from White Zetsu that Itachi Uchiha and Shisui Uchiha were about to fight and had come to watch the spectacle.
But somehow, Itachi had detected him—and even ordered the others to bombard his location and form a barrier.
Forced out of hiding, Obito had intended to recruit the Uchiha. Even if that failed, he at least wanted to leave a deep, intimidating impression on Itachi.
Now…
He had no idea how to proceed.
"Hey, idiotic son, why aren't you greeting your father?"
Sasuke Uchiha snapped, eyes blazing with mock anger.
Obito's temper flared instantly. Since when did a seven-year-old dare speak to him like that?
"What did you just say?"
"Aren't you Uchiha Madara? The former clan leader—the ghost of the Uchiha clan?"
"…Indeed," Obito replied, confusion creeping into his tone.
"Then why aren't you greeting your father?
Tajima Uchiha—your father. Surely you haven't forgotten your own father's name, have you?"
Sasuke gestured dramatically at the gathered clan members.
"And standing beside you are the previous twenty patriarchs of the Uchiha clan. Kowtow now, you unfilial descendant."
Obito's rage bubbled to the surface.
Now he understood.
They had been playing with him from the very beginning.
They never believed he was Madara.
"Ahhh! You brat—how dare you mock me?!"
Sasuke smirked coldly.
"Heh. Before impersonating someone, you should at least gather proper information. Didn't they teach you that at the Ninja Academy?"
His eyes sharpened.
"You dare to impersonate Madara Uchiha without even knowing his parents' names?"
A pause
"You must be quite the failure."
Hearing those words, Obito Uchiha felt his anger surge even higher.
Back when he had been at the age to learn such things, the Uchiha clan had mocked and belittled him for his weakness. Out of stubborn pride, he had refused to immerse himself in their traditions and lineage. Instead, he had admired the man who crushed the clan's pride—Hashirama Senju, the First Hokage.
After his awakening of Mangekyo Sharingan, Obito had long since stopped taking the Uchiha seriously.
Why would he bother memorizing their dull, pride-soaked history?
And now—
Now he was being publicly humiliated by a seven-year-old child because of it.
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Author's Note
Hello everyone!
In this chapter, I'm honestly not sure whether I portrayed Obito exactly as he is meant to be, or if my interpretation turned out a little different from the original. Some of you might feel that his behavior here resembles those typical "young master" characters from Chinese novels — especially with the whole "How dare you!" type of dialogue.
While writing those lines, I actually had the same thought. It did feel a bit dramatic and over-the-top. But this scene is something I've imagined since the very beginning of this novel, and I didn't want to change it just because it felt exaggerated.
To me, it adds a bit of comedy — in its own way. Of course, if you find it cringe, that's completely fine too. Everyone experiences stories differently.
Thank you very much for reading and supporting the story!