Naruto: Forbidden Arts and an Immortal Agenda

On the arena stage, the victorious Uchiha raised his arm high, his face flushed with excitement as he fully embraced the applause and cheers.

"Once dominant across the Ninja World, our Uchiha now only have these eight earthen platforms as our stage!"

Pausing briefly, Aozora continued, "But it is precisely because of this that the Uchiha have managed to survive until today."

Objectively speaking, the establishment of the Police Force brought both advantages and disadvantages to the Uchiha.

The drawbacks were clear enough—restricting development and causing isolation.

However, there were benefits too. During two instances of The Great Ninja World War, since the Uchiha needed personnel to defend Konoha, as long as Konoha stood, the Uchiha's flame would never be extinguished.

In contrast, the Senju, once considered equal to the Uchiha in prominence, lost their elite during wartime and now exist merely in name.

If not for the current hostility from Konoha's higher-ups toward the Uchiha, continuing this arrangement wouldn't have been a bad choice.

After a prolonged silence, Itachi asked, "Was this why Shisui left the Police Force?"

Aozora shook his head. "He's so naive. How could he think that deeply? He was simply taken advantage of and used as someone's pawn."

Before Itachi could argue further with Aozora, they heard a shout from the stage.

"Uchiha Aozora!"

Looking sideways, Aozora found his colleague Uchiha Kyudai calling him.

Kyudai waved a finger, saying, "You come up here!"

The crowd below immediately erupted into cheers.

"Aozora! Get up there!"

"Aozora! Don't back down!"

"…"

Few recognized Aozora personally, but that didn't stop them from cheering like crazy.

Seeing this, Aozora shrugged at Itachi and said, "We'll continue later."

Without another word, he lightly pushed off with his right foot; in a flash, he had already appeared onstage.

Although Kyudai's gesture was taunting, Aozora didn't get angry.

After all, he had taken two months off without notice, leaving all his work responsibilities to Kyudai.

Truth was, he couldn't even remember doing any assistant work before...

Seeing Aozora somewhat distracted, Kyudai frowned. "Aozora, aren't you on leave? Why are you at the training grounds again?"

"A balance between work and rest!" Aozora replied.

Hearing this, Kyudai grew even more upset. "A balance between work and rest?! Aren't you on vacation? Did your time off make you rusty?"

Aozora shrugged without answering, instead asking curiously, "What about you? How come you're free too?"

His expression darkened. "None of your damn business. Enough talk—let's do our best!"

Understanding Kyudai carried some concerns, Aozora refrained from prying further and formed a hand seal together with him in traditional form.

"Let's do our best!"

"Let's do our best!"

As the last words faded, Kyudai slightly bent his left knee and sprang forward like an arrow released from a bow.

Unlike usual evasive maneuvers followed by shuriken throws, Aozora stayed rooted in place.

First, he hadn't moved a muscle all week and was itching for action; second, weapons weren't allowed on stage.

Facing Kyudai's charge head-on, Aozora remained firm, throwing a punch directly at Kyudai.

Their fist met palm with a resounding slap-like sound.

Kyudai staggered backward while Aozora also leaned slightly due to the impact.

Feeling the transmitted force, Aozora couldn't help but reevaluate Kyudai. This guy wasn't just fast—he packed serious power too.

Without overthinking, Kyudai adjusted his stance and launched another attack.

This time, Kyudai went all out, surging forward like a tiger breaking free—unstoppable, overwhelming.

[Dragons ride the clouds; tigers command the winds!]

The ferocious Kyudai became a blur, creating a whooshing sound as he charged toward Aozora.

Kyudai was swift as the wind and mighty as a tiger.

Aozora was no slouch either. After battling Akai, he felt his taijutsu had improved significantly.

The close-quarters combat sharpened his reflexes and made his movements lightning-fast.

"Bang! Bang! Crack! Crack!"

Fists and feet collided, echoing like thunder.

Aozora could feel his muscles and joints loosen and awaken as the fight progressed.

Seeing that raw physical strength alone couldn't overwhelm Aozora, Kyudai injected chakra into his eyes.

His bloodshot eyes revealed two swirling black tomoe.

Witnessing this, Aozora also activated his Sharingan.

At the moment the Sharingan awakened, Aozora sensed something different compared to before.

Before he could fully grasp these new sensations, Kyudai's fist was already in front of his face.

Forced to abandon any thoughts of analysis, Aozora swiftly countered the attack.

Before activating their Sharingan, the two seemed evenly matched.

Once the Sharingan was engaged, even clan members without ninja talents watching from below noticed the shift in battle conditions, exclaiming in surprise, "How did Aozora suddenly become so much stronger than Kyudai?"

Aozora had gained some reputation within the clan due to the Chunin Exams and emergency incidents.

Kyudai, on the other hand, was someone everyone in the clan had watched grow up. Naturally, they believed the son of Captain Hachidai would be stronger.

Yet reality defied expectations.

With the Sharingan active, both fighters' perception abilities skyrocketed.

Kyudai initiated attacks, but Aozora countered only after fully perceiving each movement.

In theory, Kyudai should have held the advantage, but reality often doesn't follow rules.

Kyudai's strikes always stopped abruptly—punches halfway through changed direction mid-motion, kicks started their motion but immediately retracted.

Every single one of Kyudai's attacks was precisely predicted by Aozora, forcing him to constantly adjust tactics just to avoid losing ground.

No matter how many times he changed tactics, Aozora easily perceived each movement ahead of time and prepared accordingly.

Kyudai's actions grew increasingly erratic, yet Aozora still relied on simple leg lifts and straightforward punches.

Right now, Aozora felt somewhat like he had mastered the [*Dugu Jiǔquán*] ('Nine Solitary Fists').

To him, every detail of Kyudai's movements was crystal clear. Not just Kyudai's current moves, but even his next actions were completely predictable.

Even the slightest muscle twitch beneath Kyudai's skin allowed Aozora to instantly guess his next move.

Aozora knew his own mastery of taijutsu hadn't reached such an extraordinary level of predicting opponents' moves before they acted.

Therefore, he realized the source of this ability lay in his eyes.

His vision had sharpened dramatically—he could perceive Kyudai's movements in slow motion.

Furthermore, under the Sharingan's vision, Kyudai's chakra flow became more visible.

Since ninja taijutsu bursts relied so heavily on chakra, every concealed follow-up move in Kyudai's techniques was laid bare before him.

Aozora thoroughly enjoyed this feeling of complete control.

He let Kyudai continue his assault at will.

But how long could someone keep this up—fighting at full intensity while using the Sharingan?

After exchanging another blow, Kyudai pulled away, retreating to a corner of the arena.

Aozora stood with his hands behind his back, allowing the crisp mountain breeze to gently tousle his silky long hair.

Kyudai bent forward slightly, panting heavily.

The match's outcome had already been decided.

Aozora still wasn't satisfied and said, "Take a good rest. Let's go another round!"

Kyudai's face flushed crimson with rage. "Are you trying to humiliate me?"

Aozora stepped closer, attempting to calm him down.

Kyudai quickly shouted, "Don't come near me!"

Then he immediately leapt off the arena without another word.

Still hungry for more, Aozora scanned the crowd below and grinned broadly. "Does anyone want to test their taijutsu against mine?"

However, the audience perceived Aozora's smile as mockery and instinctively took a few steps back.

Seeing this, Aozora could only reluctantly leave the stage in disappointment.

After stepping down, members of the clan approached him one after another to greet him.

"You must be Aozora. You're incredible!"

"Your taijutsu is truly amazing!"

"Your dojutsu is great too!"

"…"

Aozora bowed politely and made his way through the crowd.

Standing outside the group, Itachi stared with wide eyes full of surprise.

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