Naruto: About the Fact That my Brother is Madara

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Dragging his heavily injured body, Dance King (Madara) slowly walked towards the others.

His blood-stained clothes and broken left arm clearly indicated the ferocity of the battle he had just fought.

However, Uchiha Madara's expression remained proud and unyielding, holding his blade in one hand and pointing it toward the grim-faced Nara Kensuke.

Behind him, a shinobi from the Akimichi clan had been decapitated.

The knife wound on his chest confirmed that he had died in a direct confrontation.

"How is this possible?"

Nara Kensuke looked bewildered, unable to believe that a ten-year-old boy could kill one of his companions in a single fight.

But the cold and intimidating aura around the boy forced him to accept the reality.

In the back, Kyosuke wasn't at all surprised.

After all, this was Uchiha Madara—the current incarnation of Indra's chakra.

With the strength of an elite Chūnin, was it really so strange that he could defeat a Jōnin in a one-on-one battle?

Rather than focusing on the battle itself, Kyosuke was more concerned with the change in Dance King's eyes.

That strange gleam in his eyes made everyone who met his gaze feel an intense chill.

Madara had finally activated his Sharingan, and it was five years earlier than in the original timeline.

At that moment, Kyosuke realized that the butterfly effect of his actions had begun to influence the course of events in the Shinobi World.

'Madara activated his eyes early. His strength will undoubtedly surpass what it used to be. I wonder if Hashirama will still be able to suppress him this time.'

While he was pondering this, Uchiha Madara walked up to him and stood at a right angle to Kyosuke.

The two of them stared ahead, their focus firmly locked on Nara Kensuke.

With the Akimichi clan and the other two clans members already decimated, the remaining shinobi were no longer a threat.

Even if the Three Clans were determined to kill, they wouldn't send a group of Jōnin to die at Uchiha's clan grounds.

It was already their limit to send three Jōnin assassins. These three were directly involved in the attack, and if they didn't come, they would have been executed by the furious clansmen.

As for the other shinobi, no one would be foolish enough to take on a task with a certain death sentence.

"You're the last one, you scum."

Madara raised his blade, his aura becoming even more oppressive.

"This guy..." Kyosuke took a deep breath, knowing that Dance King (Madara) had reached the threshold of advancing to a Jōnin.

After this battle, Uchiha would gain another true powerhouse.

Slowly lifting his short blade, Kyosuke crouched slightly, resembling a black panther watching its prey.

Jōnin—such a big prize, with thousands of points. If given the chance, he had to try to steal the kill.

If it were anyone else, they might resent him for doing so, but with the Dance King (Madara), there was no need to worry about that.

"Damn it! For the points, I'm going all in today!"

Kyōsuke quickly formed hand signs, and his chakra began to surge wildly.

His already sore body felt like it was about to tear apart.

Yes, in order to steal the kill, Kyōsuke was about to forcefully use the Body Flicker Technique.

"I'll die, but I'll take you all with me!"

Knowing he was doomed, Nara Kensuke chose to abandon resistance.

Gathering all his chakra, shadows began to spread rapidly around his feet.

The shadow blades that rose from the ground pierced through everyone in the surrounding area.

Ninja Art: Explosive Shadow Concealment!

"Come with me to hell!"

Having abandoned defense completely, Nara Kensuke knew he couldn't escape the shadow blades' assault.

The technique would spread faster without control over its power.

Uchiha's two younger prodigy would have to lose at least one life.

"Retreat!"

Madara's face suddenly changed. His chakra exploded, and he retreated rapidly.

But the shadow blades were too fast. As he leapt, sharp spikes resembled a death scythe rose from the ground beneath him.

"I, Uchiha Madara, will never die here!"

At the crucial moment, a mysterious power seemed to surge within him.

His raging chakra transformed into a slash, and the shadow blade, which seemed capable of destroying everything, turned to dust under his sword.

"Bastard."

Nara Kensuke gritted his teeth, knowing that he couldn't kill this person.

He then turned his weapon towards the younger Kyosuke, intending to take him to the afterlife as well.

"It's over."

Kyosuke's heart raced, and a single thought kept echoing in his mind.

I can't escape.

He didn't have Madara's overwhelming physical strength and couldn't break the desperate strike of a Jōnin.

As for dodging...

The Body Flicker Technique, in its explosive form, emphasized charging forward without any rapid turns or retreats.

In other words, at this moment, his only choice was to rush forward.

[System prompt: 5000 points consumed. Shisui's Body Flicker Technique upgraded to level 2.]

At the brink of life and death, Kyosuke paid no attention to anything else and directly used points to forcefully increase the level of his ninjutsu.

"Die for me!"

The ground cracked beneath his feet, and in an instant, Kyosuke's figure vanished from his spot.

In the distance, Madara, leaning on his sword, had an expression of fury, as though his gaze could ignite everything.

He silently vowed that if anything happened to Kyosuke, he would slaughter the Southern Three Clans and leave not a single soul alive.

At that moment, the other battles also came to an end.

However, no one felt any joy. The boy with the greatest talent in Uchiha history was likely going to die at the hands of the enemy.

"Damn!"

Some clan members screamed angrily, their eyes glowing red.

"Brother!" With a familiar shout, Izuna arrived, leading a group of Genin.

Seeing the bodies on the ground, Izuna felt his scalp tingle, relieved to see his older brother unharmed.

Looking around, he sighed and said, "Thanks to that guy, we've avoided a major disaster."

"By the way, where did he go? Did he run away in fear?!"

Izuna was about to make a joke, but when he saw the solemn expressions on everyone's faces, he stopped.

He blinked, gradually understanding: "No way, could it be...?"

Patting his younger brother's shoulder, Madara spoke in a low voice, "Notify the clan."

"It's impossible, how could this happen? I haven't even gotten my revenge on you, and you dare to die?"

Izuna lowered his head, his negative emotions surging.

In the clan, everyone regarded him as the son of the clan leader and Madara's younger brother.

Only Kyosuke had truly treated him as Izuna Uchiha.

"We promised we'd fight side by side in the future, you lying bastard!"

Izuna clenched his fists, his eyes flashing with a strange light.

"Izuna..." Madara closed his eyes in pain, unsure of how to speak.

A sorrowful atmosphere spread, and the others exchanged bitter smiles, feeling no joy from their victory.

Until...

"Hey, you bastard, have you finished cursing?"

A barely audible murmur made everyone's breathing quicken.

Turning in disbelief, they saw a figure stumbling out of the shadowy forest created by the enemy.

"Quick, help me up." Kyosuke laughed weakly, and two dark, spinning Sharingan slowly appeared in his eyes.

[Chapter End's]

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