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[Ding! How many people want to challenge Shimura Danzo?]

At this unexpected announcement, Danzo's head snapped up, his eyes darting towards the shimmering light screen. It displayed his name on one side and the names of his two fiercest opponents—Madara and Sasuke—on the other.

"I will take the challenge! Who's with me? Who's against me?" he called out, his voice barely hiding the tremor of fear.

"What about me? Does anyone want to disagree?"

As the two Uchiha glared fiercely at Danzo, a chill swept over the other Kages present. Who among them could possibly voice an objection in the face of such fury?

Yet, among the sea of anxious faces, Hashirama and Naruto remained unfazed. "Calm down, Madara, Sasuke-kun," Hashirama laughed lightly, patting Madara on the shoulder. "Let's have a civil chat!"

Naruto, echoing his sentiments, stepped in front of Sasuke. "Yeah, Sasuke! Now's not the time for a civil war!"

Sasuke and Madara exchanged a glance, both wearing identical sullen expressions, then turned away at the same moment, clearly unimpressed by their friends' attempts to cool tensions.

[Ding! Since two fighters are challenging at the same time, the system will randomly select one to face off first.]

[The first battle in the duel arena: Uchiha Sasuke VS Shimura Danzo!]

[Ding! Due to the significant power gap, Shimura Danzo's Sharingan will be temporarily restored!]

Madara couldn't help but let out an irritated click of his tongue. "What a joke! You think that would level the playing field?" Sasuke smirked, seemingly amused, but still kept a cold demeanor.

As for Danzo, dread washed over him. "No, no! I thought all my Sharingans were confiscated!?" he wanted to scream, desperately wishing to avoid the fight, yet the system had restored his eyes nonetheless. He felt utterly trapped. "This is unacceptable!"

[Ding! Both parties begin teleporting. This is deathmatch mode! Please pay attention!]

"Wait! Why are we jumping into deathmatch mode all of a sudden? Shouldn't I at least agree first..." Danzo's protests fell on deaf ears as he and Sasuke disappeared from the room, the arena materializing around them.

Inside a rugged canyon, each stood on opposite sides, a countdown timer flickering between them.

[3!]

Sasuke dramatically tossed aside his cloak. "Let's see you unleash that hand of yours." His confident posture hid the truth—his left arm was missing, a symbolic reminder of battles past.

[2!]

Realizing he had no escape, Danzo bit the bullet and unwrapped the bandages around his right arm. As they fell away, a plethora of Sharingan glistened beneath the light, sending a shiver down the spine of anyone who gazed upon them.

[1!]

Danzo's voice echoed hollowly, "You will regret this, Uchiha." There was a hint of desperation behind his bravado.

Sasuke confidently drew his Kusanagi sword, pointing it squarely at Danzo. "Regrets? I've regretted letting you live far too long!"

[The battle begins!]

As the system's voice faded, Sasuke vanished from sight, teleporting in an instant. Before Danzo could even blink, he found Sasuke behind him, gripping a bloody eye.

"What?!" Danzo gasped, gripping his right eye in agony as a searing pain shot through him, followed by a terrified scream. "No way! How did you—?"

Gasps filled the arena. Sasuke's speed left everyone but Naruto wide-eyed in shock. "What just happened? Did he use some type of space-time ninjutsu? But where was the mark?"

The master of forbidden jutsu, Tobirama, frowned, recognizing Sasuke's technique. "That was similar to Flying Thunder God, but...no marks? How?"

Naruto proudly leaned in to explain, "Uncle Nidaime, that's Sasuke's space-time ninjutsu, called Amenotejikara. It lets him switch places with any object in his field of vision, even the air!"

"Incredible..." Tobirama's brow rose in surprise. This ability was considerably more advanced than Flying Thunder God's method of marking. If only he could learn such a technique.

"He's strong...As expected of an Uchiha..." Izuna noted, pride swelling in his chest as he watched his descendant fight.

Meanwhile, Danzo regained his composure, a fury building inside him as he rubbed his injured eye socket, realization dawning. "How could I let this happen?"

As he closed his remaining Sharingan, Sasuke smirked, having retreated a distance in anticipation. "Izanagi? You old fool. I knew you would waste an eye with that technique."

Danzo chuckled darkly, "It's just Izanagi. It changes nothing. How many times do you think I can outlast you?"

Ignoring Danzo's bravado, Sasuke activated his Amenotejikara once more, appearing directly in front of him and effortlessly severing his arm with a clean swipe of his sword.

Danzo gritted his teeth, enduring the pain as he swiftly formed a seal, his broken hand's Sharingan activating and restoring his health. Miraculously, he vanished from view, reappearing behind the Uchiha.

Madara and Izuna exchanged glances of disbelief. "Using Izanagi as a mere escape tactic? What a waste of an eye!"

Without giving Danzo a moment to breathe, Sasuke unleashed a flurry of attacks, a whirlwind of chakra and lightning surrounding him as he charged forward.

"Wind Style: Vacuum Waves!" Danzo cried, sending a barrage of wind blades toward Sasuke from his blind spot. But Sasuke merely shrugged it off, enveloped in the protective embrace of Susanoo, rendering Danzo's attack useless.

Sasuke then lunged, sparks flying from his motion as Danzo desperately raised his kunai to defend. The Kusanagi sword, empowered with lightning, cut through Danzo's kunai like hot knife through butter, slicing into his body effortlessly. But Sasuke was still dissatisfied; he spun around, ready to unleash another technique.

"Fire Style! Fireball Jutsu!"

The flames roared to life, engulfing Danzo in a fiery tempest. In that dazzling blaze, the shadow that was once Danzo crumbled to ashes.

"Don't think you're dead yet, Danzo," Sasuke called out, his expression cool as he withdrew his sword, surveying the area for any sign of his opponent, who had stealthily hidden away.

Despite the gap in their strengths, Danzo had already depleted several of his life-saving resurrection coins, while Sasuke had sustained no damage at all.

Danzo's heart sank—he recognized that he couldn't even scratch Sasuke, no matter how hard he tried.

"Summoning...!"

"Banshō Ten'in!"

Before Danzo could complete his incantation, Sasuke yanked his palm back, compelling Danzo to step forward uncontrollably.

With a flash of lightning, Sasuke surged forward, the Kusanagi sword slicing his way through Danzo with rapid precision, each strike laced with excruciating force.

Even as he activated Izanagi to escape, Danzo trembled at the memory of Sasuke's previous assault—one that had almost utterly paralyzed him with fear.

Sasuke swiftly locked onto Danzo's position with his Sharingan and launched a series of shuriken, their blades glinting ominously in the light.

Clang, clang!

Danzo parried the initial flurry with his kunai, but as he did, Sasuke executed his Amenotejikara with impeccable timing, switching places with one of the shurikens. With lightning-fast speed, he thrust forward with a Chidori charged and ignited with Amaterasu.

BOOM!!!

The Chidori pierced straight through Danzo's defenses, while Amaterasu instantly ignited upon contact, forming a fiery inferno around him before he could even comprehend his fate.

"That's...incredible," Boruto murmured, awestruck. Despite his confidence in facing Sasuke, he knew he would need Otsutsuki's powers to stand a chance against such mastery.

"Huh! Now that's the Uchiha way," Madara acknowledged, genuine admiration flickering in his eyes.

"The younger generation has grown quite strong," Hashirama added with a nod, impressed by Sasuke's sheer skill and prowess in the battle.

The arena buzzed with energy as the duel unfolded, showcasing the eternal legacy of the Uchiha and the strength of those who fought to uphold it.