Konoha Year 37, Early Autumn.
At Naka Shrine.
The current clan leader, Uchiha Setsuna, sat solemnly at the center of the main seat, his eyes as sharp as a hawk's as he scanned the assembled clan members.
Today, all the attending Uchiha members had tomoe in their eyes.
It seemed that the elite of the Uchiha clan had all gathered.
"Fuma-kun, step forward," Uchiha Setsuna said in a deep voice.
From the front row, a burly young man slowly stood up and walked towards the center.
His physique was extremely robust, with impressively wide limbs that did not appear the least bit flabby or cumbersome.
Standing at two meters tall, he exuded a natural and intense aura of intimidation.
However, his face was not fierce; it was a blend of ruggedness and handsomeness. He wore a loose robe and a stylish shimenawa belt around his waist.
Despite his attire, he exuded an aristocratic aura, akin to someone from a noble family.
Standing in the center, the young man casually nodded in greeting to Setsuna, his gaze sweeping across all the assembled clan members...
Even some of the three-tomoe Sharingan users felt as if they were being hammered when they met his gaze, silently admiring, "No wonder he is known as the man with the perfect weapon—Uchiha Fuma!"
Fuma's muscles seemed as if they were cast from iron and bronze, reflecting a metallic sheen under the sunlight.
The power contained within them seemed almost tangible, exuding an extremely dangerous aura.
Just by looking at his physique, it was clear that Fuma's mastery of taijutsu was beyond ordinary comprehension.
Uchiha Setsuna looked at him with a mix of helplessness and admiration, slowly saying, "Congratulations, Fuma, for breaking Konoha's thirty-year precedent and rising to jonin through pure taijutsu."
"The entire clan is thrilled by your progress, but we still hope you will focus on developing your Sharingan and set an excellent example for the younger generation..."
"After all, the Sharingan, symbolizing our bloodline, is the foundation of the Uchiha clan."
Uchiha Setsuna met Fuma's gaze, the three tomoe in his eyes slowly rotating.
However, the young man in front of him remained calm, unfazed by his ocular power.
"Indeed, Fuma-kun, you have already forged your own path, haven't you...?" Uchiha Setsuna sighed inwardly.
In the Uchiha clan, known for their pride in their ocular powers, Fuma's dedication to taijutsu was initially seen by many as a challenge to their bloodline.
But as Fuma's strength continued to grow, even veteran three-tomoe members were defeated in spars with him, leading the younger generation to start reconsidering their views.
Taijutsu seemed to be a viable path after all.
Ultimately, the Uchiha clan revered strength above all.
Even the clan leader, Setsuna, couldn't correct a clan member who could ignore his Sharingan.
Fuma, with his arms crossed, met Uchiha Setsuna's gaze, saying calmly, "I'm not too concerned about this jonin rank. If I ignore the Hokage's orders one day, I might be suspended."
"Enough! No need to say more!" Uchiha Setsuna interrupted Fuma helplessly.
This guy respected no one's authority, showing no fear even towards the clan leader.
This peculiar outlier in the clan, not only immensely powerful but also the son of the famous Uchiha Kagami, had no one in the clan or even in the Hokage's faction who could control him.
Even Shimura Danzo had suffered quite a bit because of him.
Thinking of this, Setsuna couldn't help but smile, his mood brightening as he said aloud, "Anyway, let's celebrate Fuma-kun's promotion to jonin!"
"Congratulations, Fuma-senpai!"
The Uchiha members gave Fuma warm congratulations, some younger ones even clapping until their hands were red.
Fuma waved in response to the enthusiastic clan members, readily accepting the appointment as the taijutsu instructor, and walked back to his seat.
However.
Just by sitting quietly.
Fuma's barely restrained, bloodthirsty aura made the surrounding Uchiha members feel waves of discomfort.
Some of the weaker members even had to silently circulate chakra to maintain their composure in this serious setting.
An eighteen-year-old youth with two tear marks on his face braved the pressure, approaching Fuma and chatting familiarly, "Fuma-nii, I've always supported you. Sharingan is nothing compared to your fists!"
This youth was the future "Evil Eye" Uchiha Fugaku, father of Itachi and Sasuke.
Since his transmigration, Fuma had immersed himself in harsh taijutsu training, keeping his nerves extremely tense.
To relieve stress, he enjoyed visiting local izakayas, chatting with elders and peers.
As an Uchiha, he had unexpectedly gained popularity in Konoha across different age groups due to his humorous conversation style.
For instance, Fugaku often sought Fuma's guidance on taijutsu training.
Fuma playfully flicked Fugaku's forehead, saying, "You're almost twenty and still only have a two-tomoe Sharingan. That's pretty embarrassing."
"Not everyone can be as freakish as you, not needing the Sharingan to be so strong!" Fugaku pouted, looking helpless.
Fuma shook his head, stopping their banter, and closed his eyes in contemplation, his mind filled with a few bold, powerful words.
In his taijutsu training, Fuma could acquire certain "Titles" that provided him with special abilities.
Each title had extremely dominant effects, forming the foundation of Fuma's unique taijutsu system.
As Fuma grew, through insights gained from training or absorbing enough energy, these titles could evolve.
By offering materials with related supernatural properties during this evolution, the resulting terms could become even more powerful, providing greater enhancements.
Since crossing over twenty-three years ago, Fuma had fought countless battles in the ninja world, acquiring six core titles:
[Inseparable Union: Your spirit and body are tightly linked, inseparable. Illusions that affect you must first impact your body before they can affect your spirit or soul.]
(Note: Has a certain conversion limit)
[Earthly Furnace: As a ninja, chakra is not your essence. You can absorb this energy to strengthen and stabilize your body.]
[Taijutsu Master: You have understood various taijutsu styles, integrating them seamlessly. Your combat techniques are highly refined, and your control over force is exceptional.]
[Savage Growth: Your immune and regenerative abilities are greatly enhanced. Any injuries you sustain will heal, providing small damage reduction effects.]
(Note: Has a certain enhancement limit)
[Wilderness Domain: Through countless battles, your aura is menacing and hostile. Creatures around you will feel an inexplicable anxiety, losing their fighting spirit.]
[Iron Bones and Steel Muscles: Your bone and muscle density have surpassed human limits. Steel objects are meaningless before you.]
These titles were the fruits of Fuma's relentless efforts and battles.
Every time he looked at these hard-earned results, Fuma felt a solid sense of security.
Today was no ordinary day!
Years of relentless training had finally paid off, with a term about to evolve, granting Fuma even greater power.
Ignoring the noisy clan members around him, still arguing over issues with the Hokage's office—issues unresolved for over thirty years since the village was founded—Fuma assumed a meditative posture, his aura growing heavier, his mind focused on his taijutsu titles.
The blackness of [Wilderness Domain] was peeling away, the words trembling and slowly revealing a seductive and dangerous red!
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