Sharingan Evolution: Proficiency's Path

Whoosh~

A sharp sound of something cutting through the air echoed.

Just as Seimei dispersed the surrounding mist, a kunai flew from behind, aimed directly at his heart. However, Seimei, as if he had eyes in the back of his head, shifted to the side before the kunai even got close.

Seeing his first attack fail, the Mist Village Anbu immediately changed tactics. His hands became a blur as he drew multiple shuriken from various parts of his body, throwing them in every direction like a deadly flower bloom aimed at Seimei.

If you looked closely, you'd notice the faint purple glimmer on the shuriken, a clear indication they were coated with poison—typical of an Anbu's ruthless style.

However, Seimei was unfazed.

His scarlet Sharingan spun rapidly, instantly tracking the trajectory of each incoming shuriken. With a swift motion, the sound of clashing metal rang out—clang clang clang—as Seimei deflected every single shuriken with his short sword.

Not only did he neutralize the attack, but he also charged forward toward the Mist Anbu.

The Anbu dared not let him close the distance. With a quick push off the ground, he shot backward, creating more space between them. As he retreated, his hands formed seals at lightning speed, and with a sharp exhale, he unleashed a surge of water that expanded rapidly, resembling a funnel as it rushed toward Seimei.

Seeing this, Seimei momentarily paused. He sheathed his sword and swiftly performed hand seals, unleashing the Uchiha Clan's signature jutsu—Fire Style: Great Fireball Jutsu!

In the next instant, a stream of flames erupted from Seimei's mouth, forming a massive fireball that grew larger as it advanced. By the time it collided with the Mist Anbu's Water Style attack, the fireball had swelled to over three meters in diameter.

Sizzle sizzle sizzle~

The clash between fire and water produced an ear-piercing hiss, generating a thick cloud of steam that quickly enveloped the area.

The Mist Anbu's eyes lit up as he prepared to use Hidden Mist Jutsu once more.

However, just as he was about to act, a sudden whirlwind appeared out of nowhere, sweeping away the surrounding steam in an instant.

Seimei lowered his left hand from his mouth and looked at the slightly bewildered Mist Anbu. His Sharingan's genjutsu ability activated in an instant.

The next moment, the Mist Anbu felt his mind go foggy, and a drowsiness began to overtake him. He immediately averted his gaze and tried to retreat.

Yet, before he could take more than two steps, several shuriken flew toward him, blocking his path.

Normally, such precise attacks would be impossible for most people. But Seimei was no ordinary person—he possessed the three-tomoe Sharingan and had mastered throwing weapons to the highest level, achieving perfection at Throwing Technique lv5 (0/0).

With this combination, a few simple shuriken were enough to seal off his escape.

Taking advantage of the opening, Seimei used Body Flicker Technique to close the distance in an instant, his short sword gleaming as he struck at the Mist Anbu.

The Anbu had no time to dodge and could only raise his kunai to block.

Clang~

A sharp metallic sound echoed as Seimei's sword was deflected.

But Seimei didn't linger. He immediately withdrew his sword, turned, and attacked from another angle.

Clang~

Again, the Mist Anbu managed to block.

Seimei continued to evade entanglement, quickly withdrawing and changing angles again to launch a third strike.

The Anbu blocked once more.

Seimei's Sharingan was fully activated, and his movements were like a ghost's—unpredictable and swift. He circled around the Mist Anbu, attacking from angles just outside his line of sight.

If another ninja with a three-tomoe Sharingan were watching, they would notice that each of Seimei's sword strikes targeted the Anbu's blind spots—something only achievable by mastering both Uchiha Swordsmanship and Sharingan Genjutsu to lv5 or higher.

It was likely that Seimei was the only one in the entire Uchiha clan capable of such a feat.

And the results spoke for themselves.

Even with the Mist Anbu's vast combat experience and quick reflexes, he was being pushed to his limits. Had it been any other mid-to-lower-level ninja, they would've already perished multiple times over.

Still, the question remained—how much longer could the Anbu hold on?

The truth was, the Mist Anbu was already heavily wounded from their earlier battle. Under such immense pressure, it was only a matter of time before he made a mistake.

Seimei knew this, and so did the Anbu, which was why the Anbu was desperately looking for an opening to counterattack.

But it was precisely because of his desperate attempts to fight back that Seimei managed to find an opportunity first.

With the fastest hand seals he had ever performed, Seimei cast Sharingan Genjutsu, and in the moment the Anbu was caught, Seimei's sword pierced through the man's right arm.

The excruciating pain jolted the Mist Anbu back to his senses.

Despite the agony, he quickly assessed his condition. Glancing at Seimei and realizing he had no chance of victory or escape, a determined look flashed in his eyes.

The Anbu's expression hardened as if he had made a final decision. He stopped caring about Seimei's approaching attacks and simply retreated with his eyes shut, clearly trying to avoid Seimei's Sharingan genjutsu.

Simultaneously, his hands struggled to form seals.

"Wait… no!" Seimei's eyes widened in realization, and he released a surge of chakra. The sheer force of it made the Mist Anbu momentarily falter.

Even then, the Anbu kept his eyes shut, evidently guarding against Seimei's genjutsu.

But it no longer mattered. With his chakra fully unleashed, Seimei's speed skyrocketed. In the blink of an eye, he was upon the Anbu.

Swish swish~

Two flashes of silver light cut through the air as Seimei's sword severed both of the Anbu's raised forearms.

Not stopping there, Seimei flickered once more, reappearing behind his opponent. His hands blurred through hand seals before grabbing the Anbu's neck with Chakra Absorption Technique.

In the next instant, a steady stream of chakra flowed into Seimei's body, leaving him feeling immensely refreshed.

But he didn't let his guard down until he had fully drained the Anbu's chakra. Only then did he exhale in relief.

His caution wasn't without reason. The Anbu's earlier behavior was far too dangerous.

Seimei suspected that the Anbu was either preparing to blow himself up in a desperate attempt to take them both down or using some other suicide technique.

If it were the latter, it would've been frustrating, but at least he wouldn't have lost anything.

But if it were the former, things would've been dire—who knows how far-reaching the explosion could've been? If Seimei couldn't dodge in time, he'd be in real trouble.

That's why he chose to attack rather than flee.

However, this also meant that his cover had been blown.

Given how close they were to the battlefield, it was only a matter of time before a sensory-type ninja detected the burst of chakra he had unleashed.

Whether it was the Cloud or Stone ninjas, they'd soon send someone to investigate.

After all, no one could rest easy knowing a powerful enemy was lurking nearby.

"It's time to go."

With that thought, Seimei didn't waste any more time. After quickly cleaning up the battlefield, he grabbed the now-unconscious Mist Anbu and left the area.

Not long after his departure, several groups arrived at the scene—some Cloud ninjas, Stone ninjas, and even a few spies from other factions.

But by then, it was too late.

The battle between Seimei and the Mist Anbu, though seemingly lengthy, had only lasted less than ten minutes

Throughout the fight, Seimei had mostly relied on his swordsmanship and Sharingan, neither of which left any noticeable traces.

As a result, the arriving parties, despite searching the area thoroughly, found nothing of value—let alone a trail to follow.

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