I Am Fugaku Uchiha

Excitement surged through Fugaku as he witnessed the retreat of the weaker ninjas, leaving him to confront the formidable thirteen hovering over the swamp. Without hesitation, he swiftly formed hand signs.

"Fire Release: Great Fire Annihilation!"

A colossal wave of scorching flames erupted from his mouth, sweeping across a hundred meters in front of him and stretching far into the horizon. In response, two elite ninjas swiftly executed hand seals.

"Earth Escape: Earth Flow Wall!"

A formidable barrier of earth surged from the ground, intercepting the inferno and deflecting it to both sides.

While water was traditionally the optimal counter for fire, the earth proved surprisingly effective against Fugaku's formidable technique.

In awe, a sand ninja exclaimed, "That's how he took down our puppet troop!"

Turning to an Iwa ninja beside him, he marveled at Fugaku's prowess. The Iwa ninja, visibly terrified, stammered, "What kind of fire release is that?"

Behind the scorched earthen wall, Ōnoki's eyes narrowed as he observed the fiery assault. Recognizing the need for support, he swiftly issued orders to some of his men.

However, the earthen barrier, battered and scorched by the intense flames, couldn't withstand the relentless assault. With a resounding bang, it exploded into pieces.

"Watch out!" The warning barely escaped the Ōnoki lips when a figure, bathed in green light, streaked towards the airborne Iwa ninjas.

Ōnoki attempted to utilize his flight ability to evade, but an inexplicable force rendered him paralyzed, leaving him unable to move a muscle or form a hand seal. A surreal scene unfolded as Ōnoki and the twelve ninjas surrounding him remained suspended in mid-air, as though time itself had frozen.

The atmosphere, too, seemed to share in their immobility. Fugaku, still some distance away, couldn't help but smirk confidently. "Die!"

Even at a distance, the speed of Fugaku's Mangekyō technique was extraordinary. In a mere five seconds, he closed the gap between them, the ominous intent evident on his face.

Yet, Fugaku's expression contorted as he sensed an impending threat from his left side.

In mid-air, he can’t dodge. Suddenly, a colossal blast arrested his momentum, engulfing him in a searing inferno. The explosion spanned over ten meters in radius, a forceful interruption to Fugaku's relentless advance.

Seizing the opportunity, Onoki and the remaining ninjas managed to catch their breath and swiftly fall back from the blast site.

"Did we kill him?" queried one of the ninjas in the aftermath of the explosion.

"No, it can't be that easy," replied another, the confusion evident in their voices.

"What's up with him?"

"Was that a fixation technique he used? Or some kind of group paralysis?"

"That's incredible!" The onlooking ninjas, positioned at a distance, observed the perplexing scene in astonishment, exchanging thoughts among themselves.

They recognized that a conventional paralysis technique wouldn't easily affect a powerhouse like Kage Level, but it did.

There was an undeniable peculiarity to his abilities. Behind them, Onoki, too, was sweating profusely. His frown deepened as he noticed the dried-up swamp, a consequence of the fire escape unleashed by Fugaku.

Contemplating the strength required for such an action, Onoki couldn't help but marvel. He had prepared for Fugaku's potential Sharingan techniques, yet he still fell into the trap.

If not for the timely intervention of an unknown savior, he would have faced certain death. Even after taking such a formidable hit, Fugaku's pulsating chakra indicated his resilience.

Soon, a figure cloaked in a dark golden chakra emerged, gracefully landing on the ground. Onoki's gasp of recognition filled the air as he beheld the shadowy figure.

Awe and fear intertwined within him as he recalled witnessing a similar entity during his childhood, accompanying the Second Tsuchikage. The surge of fear in his heart was undeniable.

The rest of the ninjas mirrored Onoki's shock, their faces contorted in horror.

"What is that thing?" they questioned, their voices trembling with uncertainty.

Fugaku's Sharingan eyes narrowed as he glanced at Susanoo, the dark figure barely evading a stab in the back. A frown marred Fugaku's face as he muttered, "That's incredible, a tailed beast bomb? He managed the surprise attack so well."

Engaged in battle with Onoki, Fugaku faced a formidable adversary who, unbeknownst to him, concealed a Jinchūriki form capable of unleashing devastating power.

In a sudden turn of events, the concealed Jinchūriki released a powerful Tailed Beast Bomb.

Quick instincts saved Fugaku as he activated the first stage of Susanoo just in time.

With a resounding explosion, the stone house he occupied was obliterated, revealing the blood-red figure lying on the scorched ground with five tails. The question lingered: was it the Five-Tails, caught in a berserk state, or did it retain some semblance of sense?

Without hesitation, Kokuō, the Five-Tails, unleashed two more small-tailed beast bombs. The explosive force struck Fugaku's newly repaired Susanoo twice, destroying its initial form.

Annoyance etched across Fugaku's face as he questioned the seemingly limitless power behind the tailed beast bomb condensed so fast.

Guided by the vigilant gaze of his Sharingan, Fugaku deftly evaded Onoki's attacks, swiftly maneuvering towards the raging Tailed Beast. Fugaku, caught between the need to restrain Onoki and the desire to glean information about the Jinchūriki, pressed forward.

The first form of Susanoo as Fugaku moved, utilizing a dark golden skeletal arm that leaped high with him.

With a resounding punch, the surrounding earth crumbled, the ground shook, and the center of the field sank, casting a cloud of dust into the air.

Iwa ninjas, having retreated at the appearance of the Tailed Beast, could still feel the reverberations of Fugaku's impactful blow.

Onoki and his shinobi took flight, their silence echoing the astonishment in their eyes. Yet their lack of surprise underscored the fact that Fugaku had already demonstrated numerous wonders that day.

Fugaku's Sharingan fixated on the blood-red fur before him, the Five-Tails' tail, and he tilted his head incredulously, questioning, "Five-Tails beast? Can you withstand my punch?"

Despite being much weaker than the fourth form, the first form of Susanoo proved to be a force to be reckoned with, displaying formidable strength.

As the smoke cleared, the Five-Tails roared, and onlookers were astonished as they witnessed Fugaku deliver a powerful punch to the five-tailed beast.

"Is that even possible?"

"How can he be so strong?"

The surrounding ninjas were left in awe, unaware of the extent of Fugaku's strength until this moment. The ground continued to crumble under the force of their clash.

The Tailed Beast, undeterred, opened its mouth while holding its fist, and chakra began to gather in front of it.

"He's getting back at me." Fugaku's eyes widened, and he swiftly dispersed his Susanoo. Dashing forward, he unleashed a powerful punch at the tailed beast's face.

The creature's head jerked back, and then the Five-Tails were sent hurtling. It crashed through numerous terrains along the way, leaving everyone dumbfounded.

"He knocked the Five-Tail Jinchūriki away with one punch." The realization echoed among the onlookers, emphasizing the sheer strength and prowess displayed by Fugaku in the face of the formidable tailed beast.

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