Start with the Mangekyo Sharingan: Follow Lord Madara out of Konoha

"Hmph, as long as I take your body back, some guys won't dare to rebel anymore! Only an Iron-Blooded Policy can ultimately unite the Uchiha clan into a single force!"

Uchiha Naka walked towards Uchiha Subaru's broken corpse, about to take action and store it in a scroll, but suddenly stopped his movements.

Because there was someone behind him.

Although the other party's footsteps were light, his instincts as a master still made Naka notice the movement in the first moment, and he turned his head slightly.

Behind him, a tall woman stood in the wind, her violet hair fluttering, her figure exquisite, and two long swords hung beside her slender waistband. Her cold eyes were full of determination.

Naka was slightly stunned, and immediately noticed her eyes.

Those were a pair of eyes with beautiful patterns like his, quiet as orchids, exuding an invisible cold aura.

"Naori, have you forgotten the rules? Entering the back mountain during a Death Duel can be regarded as launching a challenge to the Clan Leader position." Naka regained his composure and said.

Uchiha Naori did not speak, but quietly drew out the long sword from her waist. The blade shone with a cold light and aimed at Naka's neck.

Naka frowned slightly, a little puzzled. "Naori, I'm also very sorry about your brother's matter, but that's not my fault. Are you going to draw your sword against me because of this!"

After his years of rectification and suppression, the current Uchiha clan only had two distinct factions: one was the Clan Leader lineage led by himself, the back of this position was the blood of countless clan members, and the other was the old members of the Konoha Military Police Force, led by Uchiha Naori.

Back then, it was precisely because of the support of Naori's faction that his position as Clan Leader was so stable.

But since Naori's brother died, she seemed to have changed as a person, and her subordinates, influenced by her, gradually became estranged from Naka. Perhaps that was the reason why Uchiha Subaru had rebellious intentions.

The breeze diluted the smell of blood, and Naori still did not speak. Her long hair danced lightly in the wind, but the determination in her eyes was even stronger.

Naka let out a long breath, and his eyes gradually became cold. "Forget it... Since you are going to resist me, then there's no way..."

Before he finished speaking, Naori suddenly released the hilt of the sword, letting the long sword insert into the ground, shaking slightly.

The sword body vibrated rapidly, and the crisp humming sound made Naka pause for a moment.

"Naka, give up your Iron-Blooded Policy. Blood breeds hatred, and hatred will breed more hatred. The Uchiha clan shouldn't be like this."

Naori spoke softly, her gentle voice with a bit of composure. Obviously, Kirito's death had matured her a lot.

"Give up? What are you asking me to give up? In case someone opposes me and challenges me again, should I obediently give up the Clan Leader position?"

Naka sneered. "Are you kidding me? We, no, I have worked so hard for so many years, why should I give up easily because of your words?"

"Doing this will only bring struggle and blood, and cause the Uchiha to fall into endless internal friction. This is wrong." As she said this, Naori's originally calm tone became a little sad. "More children like Kirito will be affected."

"What if I don't?" Naka stared at the long sword on the ground, his eyes brewing with killing intent.

Naori sighed softly. "Besides endless fighting, there must be other ways."

Naka turned around aggressively, and the undisguised killing intent made Naori retreat two steps involuntarily.

He clenched the hilt of the sword, and a pair of Mangekyō Sharingan bloomed with an eerie red light. "Hmph, all the way here, my hands have already been stained with blood. Since I've made a choice, then I won't allow myself to stagnate!"

Naori said firmly: "You don't understand yourself at all, you don't understand your true power!"

"Shut up!" Naka shouted angrily, and suddenly raised his sword and rushed towards Naori.

Because he himself was also the possessor of the Mangekyō Sharingan, he was very clear that a person with this eye must be extremely difficult to deal with. In the case of unknown information, he could only rely on an unexpected surprise attack to possibly win.

Naka flicked his wrist and posed with his best "Cross Slash" starting style. He stepped out with one foot, and several Violet Petals fluttered. The slight touch made him feel a little surprised, but he didn't have time to care so much now.

His attack was too sudden, and Naori decisively abandoned the long sword on the ground. Although she was a little caught off guard, her reaction was very quick.

She quickly leaned back, directly dodging the horizontal slash, propped her hands on the ground, and her slender waist was as soft as boneless. Two slender legs swept over one after another, and her skirt danced with it. An emergency back somersault opened the distance, while dodging the vertical split.

Naka missed a hit, and a bit of anxiety suddenly increased in his heart. He stared at Naori's figure and swung his sword again.

Naori seemed to have no intention of attacking at all, and only fled in the face of Naka's pursuit.

The two chased and fled at the same time, and jumped into the air. Taking advantage of Naori's lack of a place to borrow strength, Naka raised his hand and flicked. Five kunai cut through the air and went straight for Naori's chest.

With a soft "snap," the kunai shot a passing butterfly into Azure Fragments, which fell like leaves, but Naori deftly dodged them.

"There is still time to turn back. If you have the will... grab my hand."

Naori stopped fleeing. She seemed to have put down all her defenses and directly extended her palm towards Naka.

'Damn it, what's wrong with this woman?' Naka's mind raced, his head filled with doubts, but his instinct still made him firm in his killing intent: "I won't be deceived by your tricks!"

However, Naori actually walked step by step, her scarlet eyes full of sincerity.

Naka's face was heavy, and he clenched his teeth involuntarily. In his eyes, Naori at this moment was full of flaws, and it seemed that he could end her life with just one knife.

"Damn it!" Naka decisively swung his knife, and the sharp blade tore through Naori's chest, the blood scalding, splashing like ink.

With a "boom," Naori's body turned into two sections of round wood, causing Naka to fall into a brief daze.

"Substitution Jutsu? When did she..."

Naori's real body appeared silently behind Naka, which was the blind spot in his vision.

She quickly drew out the second long sword, her left pupil lightly rotating. Her body became extremely light in an instant, her agility was boosted, and her whole person seemed to blend into the wind.

"If you don't listen to my advice no matter what, I too have my resolve!"

The wooden stake landed, making a crisp sound. When Naka reacted, the moment he turned his head hurriedly, Naori had already flashed behind him, the speed that erupted in an instant was simply appalling!

The blade light tore through the air, and the two figures crossed paths.

Naka's face showed astonishment, and a coolness came from his chest, followed by a heart-wrenching pain. He had missed!

Naori was indeed the strongest in the Military Police Force, and this skilled swordsmanship far exceeded him, the Clan Leader!

But... he hadn't lost yet!

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