"Come on! I'm not done yet!"
Sasuke's eyes blazed red as he charged again, growling fiercely.
Naruto shifted slightly and extended his leg.
thump!
Sasuke hit the ground hard, his nose swollen and bleeding.
"Again… I don't believe it!"
Sasuke's voice trembled, and his eyes burned even redder.
boom!
He fell once more.
boom!
He tripped again.
boom!
He rolled across the ground like a tumbling sweet potato.
The students were silent, feeling sympathy for Sasuke but seeing Naruto as something inhuman.
It was obvious to everyone—Naruto's strength far exceeded Sasuke's. He wasn't even on the same level.
Yet Naruto just smiled, repeatedly knocking Sasuke down without tiring, as if he were playing a never-ending game of cat and mouse.
"Ahhh…"
Sasuke struggled to stand, trembling all over. His eyes grew bloodshot, and suddenly a gleam appeared—a single-tomoe Sharingan.
"Hahaha! I've awakened the Sharingan! In front of my Uchiha clan's Sharingan, Uzumaki Naruto, you are no match. Come at me—I will defeat you!"
Sasuke laughed wildly, as if he had never been beaten to the floor before.
"Wow! Incredible! Another Uchiha prodigy! At only seven, he's awakened the Sharingan!"
"Uchiha Sasuke… his older brother is Uchiha Itachi, right? Both geniuses. God really favors the Uchiha."
"Looks like Naruto is in trouble this time. Ordinary people stand no chance against an Uchiha with Sharingan."
The crowd grew larger, including the ninja school's teachers.
Seeing Sasuke awaken the Sharingan, even the teachers couldn't hide their astonishment.
The students were too young to understand the true horror of the Sharingan. But the teachers knew: awakening it at seven made Sasuke a first-class genius of the Uchiha clan.
To them, Naruto had already lost.
"Uzumaki Naruto, admit defeat! You can't beat him!"
Hearing the audience's comments, Sasuke's pride soared.
With a grim look, he spoke to Naruto condescendingly.
"The rain has stopped, the sky is clear… think you can try again?"
Sasuke's brow twitched. A strange premonition rose in his chest.
He looked at Naruto, noting the bright, calm smile on his face—corners of his mouth slightly upturned.
Was it disdain? Ridicule? Teasing?
Before he could understand, a fist suddenly appeared before him.
It was massive, like a mountain, carrying the power to crush everything in its path. The fist filled Sasuke's vision, growing until it seemed to occupy his entire mind.
This punch was deadly.
He would die.
No… he couldn't die!
A flood of thoughts raced through Sasuke's mind. His face turned pale as paper.
The wind from Naruto's motion whipped across him, scattering his hair, yet the fist froze before his eyes—it didn't move further.
Naruto retracted his fist, patted Sasuke on the shoulder, and said gently,
"You're still a little short. Keep working hard."
As Naruto moved away, Sasuke was overwhelmed by fear. He collapsed to the ground, cold sweat soaking his body.
The audience was silent.
Even the teachers exchanged worried glances, feeling as if they had been slapped in the face—it was both shocking and humiliating.
"Don't mess with that Uzumaki Naruto. He's terrifying."
"I don't think even a second-year senior could handle him. I can't predict his moves at all."
"Stay away… I hope he didn't hear me. What if he comes after me?"
"Uzumaki Naruto… the Demon King of Ninja School. Best to keep your distance."
By the end of the first day, word of the invincible demon king of the ninja school spread across Konoha, drawing attention from everyone.
"Wow… Naruto actually defeated the Uchiha?"
"And he wants to become the Fifth Hokage? Ambitious, but too young. Otherwise, I'd hand him the position now."
In the Hokage's office, Sarutobi Hiruzen listened to the news from the ninja school and smiled, unfazed.
After all, Naruto had trained every day for four years, often alongside the maniac Might Guy. Hiruzen knew all about it.
Naruto's taijutsu skills were extraordinary. Defeating an Uchiha at the start of school was natural. No surprise there.
Hiruzen felt proud. Naruto was diligent, sunny, and an outstanding heir to the Will of Fire.
He also hoped Naruto would grow quickly, ready to shoulder the burdens of the Hokage.
After all, while Konoha seemed peaceful on the surface, its undercurrents were volatile—ready to erupt at any moment.
Hiruzen felt both nervous and relieved, watching Naruto's potential unfold.
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