The instant Shisui unleashed his attack, everyone except Fugaku, Orochimaru, and Kushina, those who had awakened the Sharingan or possessed equally sharp perception, saw nothing but a blur.
Before they could even react, the sharp clashing of metal exploded beside their ears.
All eyes snapped toward the source of the sound.
"Impossible…"
"It's not just genjutsu, Shisui's swordsmanship and Body Flicker are unrivaled in the entire Uchiha clan."
"His sword has never been blocked before."
The Konoha ninja were shocked enough, but the Uchiha clansmen were utterly dumbfounded.
From their perspective, this attack was something no one could block.
Even a standard sharingan couldn't keep up with Shisui's speed, neither his blade nor his movement.
"You… you actually stopped it?"
Shisui's eyes widened, disbelief filling his face.
"Uchiha brat, why would you say something so strange?
Looks like you didn't take in a single word this old man told you earlier."
With only two fingers, Garp, or rather, the man now called Garp in this world, calmly pinched Shisui's blade between them.
"What words?"
Shisui asked despite himself.
"This generation of Uchiha… not bad. But only just 'not bad.'"
Garp repeated his earlier evaluation, this time adding an extra remark.
Emotion vanished from Shisui's face, replaced instantly by fury.
With a boom, the blade in his hand ignited into a searing flame, combined with wind chakra.
Gripping it with both hands, he slashed down fiercely.
A harsh grinding screech tore through the air. Under Shisui's stunned gaze, Garp casually twisted his fingers, and the chakra-infused sword snapped cleanly in two.
"Uchiha weapons are still as pathetic as ever."
Garp flicked the broken piece aside and turned to Orochimaru.
"Hey, you. Orochimaru, right? Give this Uchiha brat another blade."
Orochimaru immediately took a ninjato from a nearby ninja, but just as he prepared to toss it, Garp stopped him.
"Hold it. This one's only slightly better than the Uchiha junk.
Isn't that the Kusanagi Sword on your back? Let the kid borrow that."
Before Orochimaru could respond, the tomoe inside Shisui's eyes began spinning wildly.
"No need for that Lord Garp. Sword techniques aren't all I can do.
Next… I'll let you relive what these eyes can truly show. I hope you'll be able to withstand it."
As he finished speaking, the rapidly spinning tomoe froze, and aligned into a single line, transforming into a black vortex.
"Shisui..."
Fugaku's expression changed drastically.
Once the Mangekyo Sharingan appeared, this was no longer a sparring match.
Leaving aside that every use of the Mangekyo consumed its precious power, each Mangekyo technique was frightening to the extreme, often uncontrollable even for the wielder.
The moment one invoked such a technique, a simple spar could instantly turn into a battle deciding not only victory and defeat, but life and death.
"The Mangekyo Sharingan, huh?"
Garp gazed at Shisui's transformed eyes, a faint sigh rising in his chest.
It had been a long time since he'd seen a pair like these.
The last time… was in the previous era, back when he'd beaten down Madara and Izuna.
"You don't seem surprised at all?"
Shisui frowned.
Seeing Garp so calm, completely unfazed by the legendary Mangekyo he had just revealed, drained away most of the pride he had felt upon opening it.
He had imagined shocking Garp, forcing the famed hero of the shinobi world to treat him seriously.
"Surprised? Why?
If you hadn't awakened Mangekyo, do you really think you'd have earned that 'not bad' from me?"
Garp asked in genuine confusion.
"Since you're so familiar with Mangekyo, then you should know… every Mangekyo possesses entirely different techniques.
And mine is nothing like those possessed by the two Uchiha legends you fought. Once I use it, I won't have the chance to save you."
Shisui grit his teeth as he spoke.
'Not bad' again.
He was certain that for the rest of his life, the two words he would hate most were precisely "not bad."
And if he could use that technique against Garp, the balance between Uchiha clan and Konoha could be maintained, also Konoha would get a mighty warrior to protect the will of fire.
Unlike right now where Garp was a huge variable, if he could use his technique on him, he would be able to turn him into great asset for the village.
"You can try. But I advise you to think carefully."
Garp smiled, amused that Shisui placed such blind faith in Kotoamatsukami.
"So I can take that as you being afraid?"
A surge of triumph rose in Shisui's chest.
"It's just a Mangekyo Sharingan. What do you think it is? Something that can shake the will of this old man?
A technique you can only use once every ten years, waste it if you want. It's not my loss.
If you weren't such a kid, I wouldn't even bother mentioning it."
Garp's tone dripped with disdain.
Kotoamatsukami?
Directly invade someone's mind? Permanently alter their thoughts?
Whether or not it could actually alter anything was still one thing, but it needed to invade first.
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