NOVEL NEXT Chapter 9: Chapter 9
"Si - Wei - Shen - Hai - Wu - Yin!"
"Fire Style: Great Fireball Jutsu!"
The moment Tetsuya Fujiwara appeared, a fireball with a diameter of over two meters evaporated countless raindrops, heading straight for his face.
"Si - Wei - Wu - Mao - Wei - Wu - Mao!"
"Water Style: Water Prison Jutsu!"
While it was still a challenge for Tetsuya to form four seals per second, he had mastered three seals per second quite well.
In just two seconds, a water sphere with a diameter of over three meters enveloped Tetsuya, trapping him inside.
That's right! This jutsu, which is usually used to trap enemies, was something Tetsuya Fujiwara had refined through countless failures until he could use it defensively.
"You can use Water Prison like that? Lord Hiruzen!"
Jiraiya's face fell again as he watched the scene unfold, eyes wide with astonishment.
To already be at this level?
Sarutobi Hiruzen brushed away Jiraiya's hand without paying him any attention, instead focusing on Tetsuya.
An interesting idea.
And the seal formation speed... not bad!
It was clear this kid had trained rigorously for a long time!
Could he be a genius?
As the fireball collided with the water sphere, a continuous hissing sound filled the air, and thick mist rose, completely shrouding Tetsuya Fujiwara.
"Impressive battle instincts!"
"What an interesting little brat!"
From the platform above, Orochimaru's gaze lingered on the swirling mist, as if he had discovered something intriguing.
Or rather, someone intriguing.
He chuckled to himself, seemingly amused.
"Tetsuya Fujiwara, huh!"
"Is this brat really just a first-year student?"
Outside the mist, Uchiha Mikoto's single-Tomoe Sharingan spun rapidly, and Tetsuya Fujiwara's name was gradually etched into her mind.
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"Whoosh!"
As the dense mist was about to clear, three gleaming kunai tore through the rain, flying straight at Uchiha Mikoto's face.
Clang!
The moment she deflected the first kunai, the second one came right after. Even though the Sharingan had tracked its path, it still grazed Mikoto's cheek, slicing off a few strands of her dark hair, which fell into the muddy ground below.
Just as Mikoto tried to knock away the third kunai, the second one unexpectedly curved in mid-air and looped back, heading straight for her slender, white neck.
"Body Flicker Jutsu!"
As the mist dissipated, Tetsuya Fujiwara stepped forward, eyes slightly regretful as he glanced at where the kunai had landed.
The Sharingan's ability to perceive movements really is overpowered.
Even though he'd tried to mislead Uchiha Mikoto, she had still detected the feint at the last moment, narrowly evading it.
Without a sound, Mikoto had appeared behind Tetsuya, sending a kunai flying at him. Tetsuya barely managed to block it with his small sword, but the force from her surprise attack sent him sliding back two or three meters before he could stop.
"Steel wire, huh?"
Looking at the boy in front of her, who was five or six years younger, Mikoto's eyes flickered slightly.
"Yes, steel wire indeed!"
For the first time since their encounter, Tetsuya finally exchanged words with Uchiha Mikoto.
Listening to the cool tone of the girl's voice, Tetsuya felt his resolve wavering just a little.
"Not a bad idea, but your speed is still too slow!"
"And, brat! You're too close to me!"
"Fire Style: Phoenix Flower Jutsu!"
In Tetsuya's panicked gaze, several small fireballs closed in rapidly. As they exploded, more than ten shuriken followed, tearing through Tetsuya's thin figure without mercy.
"It's over."
Yet, as Mikoto's confident gaze met what should have been Tetsuya's ravaged body, it dissolved into a puddle of water, flowing into the mud at her feet.
"Water Clone! When did he...?"
Kunai in hand, Uchiha Mikoto's Sharingan spun frantically, her feet moving as she scanned the surrounding trees and forest, searching every possible hiding spot.
"Genin Mikoto! I'm right here!"
Just as Mikoto was about to lose patience and begin her search, Tetsuya Fujiwara stepped through the rain, holding a kunai, its surface worn and scratched.
"Tetsuya Fujiwara! What are you playing at this time?"
Seeing him looking almost as if he were surrendering, Uchiha Mikoto's guard went up even higher.
This brat!
He wasn't like those little kids she encountered during her first year at the Academy, all of whom still had their heads in make-believe games.
He had actual combat strength! Battle instincts worthy of a Genin!
"No tricks!"
"I just figured hiding wouldn't do me any good! Instead of waiting for you to find me, a real duel would be more... manly."
"So, Genin Uchiha Mikoto!"
"Please, let's fight!"
"Water Style: Water Prison Jutsu!"
Despite her best efforts, Mikoto had been tricked by Tetsuya's seemingly straightforward approach. An invisible water sphere formed around her right leg just as she attempted to retreat, dragging her into the Water Prison.
As Tetsuya channeled chakra into his right hand, the water sphere tightened, solidifying further.
"Tetsuya!"
"You've come this far, huh?"
Watching Mikoto trapped inside the water sphere, Sanjodou Suzuko subconsciously assumed Tetsuya had already won.
"I knew it. This brat would never fight fair!"
Staring at the thick walls of water, Uchiha Mikoto didn't panic. The single-Tomoe Sharingan in her eyes met Tetsuya's gaze, flashing a scarlet light for just a moment.
As soon as Tetsuya withdrew his hand, the water sphere collapsed with a roar, transforming into waves that washed away the muddy pool beneath them.
All that remained was the kunai, still stuck in the ground.
"Genjutsu, huh?"
"The Uchiha clan's talent with Fire Style and Genjutsu is terrifying."
"This brat didn't lose unfairly."
From the platform above, Jiraiya clicked his tongue, but still gave Tetsuya credit where it was due.
"Jiraiya, when are you finally going to stop staring at women all the time! Who said this kid, Tetsuya Fujiwara, is definitely going to lose?"
"Jiraiya! Uchiha Mikoto's talent is impressive, but Tetsuya's might not be any worse!"
"Watch closely!"
Just as Orochimaru refuted Jiraiya's words...
As Uchiha Mikoto reached out to grab Tetsuya's throat, his body once again dissolved into water, slipping through her fingers.
"Water Clone! When did you...?"
"Naturally, when you used the Great Fireball."
The kunai on the ground had somehow transformed into Tetsuya himself. While Mikoto hesitated, he swiftly grasped her throat.
"Transformation Jutsu?"
"You little brat!"
Feeling the small hand gripping her neck, Uchiha Mikoto's eyes flashed with a hint of frustration.
"Genin Mikoto!"
"I suggest you don't turn around!"
"I'll admit it. Right now, I'm not worthy of facing those eyes directly!"
"If you move again, I might just leave a few ugly scars on your back with this kunai!"
As the scent of her hair filled his senses, Tetsuya snapped back to reality, tightening his grip slightly.
At this distance...
If he were to face the Sharingan, he would have no means of countering it.
"Tetsuya Fujiwara!"
"I'll remember you! This time, you've won! But next time, I'll defeat you cleanly and reclaim the honor I lost today!"
After Mikoto dropped her kunai, the proctor immediately announced the result.
The victor:
The Fujiwara Clan!
A first-year Academy student, Tetsuya Fujiwara!
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