Chapter 75 The First Appearance

Uchiha Fugaku wiped the cold rain from his face, and tried to open his eyes in the increasingly heavy winter rain, trying to see a hint of murderous intent on Ye Shan's face. But strangely, although Ye Shan's words contained icy murderous intent, his expression was very calm, as if the words just now did not come from his mouth.

"Hehe, I've known you for so long, and finally I see you get excited." Uchiha Fugaku suddenly laughed, and he laughed in the street filled with the smell of burning corpses.

"Ya Shan, the Uchiha clan advocates the supremacy of force and pupil power. You know all of this. Simply put, the Uchiha clan are actually hot-blooded ninjas. The blood flowing in their veins is not only full of fire genes, but also contains violence and killing!"

Having said that, Uchiha Fugaku tore off the raincoat wrapped around his body, revealing the combat vest underneath. He then untied the ninja tool bag from behind the tribe member's waist and hung it up, then nodded with satisfaction.

"You guys go back to the security department. From now on, I will fight as a Konoha ninja, not in the name of Uchiha."

Seeing that several clan members were unwilling to leave, Uchiha Fugaku glared, and three magatama appeared in his blood-red pupils. He shouted: "Go back and tell the elder that I, Uchiha, am not a lion locked in a cage without teeth and claws, at least not tonight!"

"In this case, we should follow the young patriarch and fight side by side. The Uchiha clan has never lacked those who dare to die!"

Several Uchiha ninjas were infected by Uchiha Fugaku's words, and they all roared with bloodshot eyes.

But Uchiha Fugaku was just full of passion at this time, not completely out of his mind. The meaning of individual participation and family participation is completely different. If the entire Uchiha clan was involved, Sarutobi Hiruzen would surely be very happy, and he would happily control the entire Uchiha clan in the name of traitors and slowly defeat them.

"The blood of the Uchiha clan has naturally not cooled, and the glory of the Uchiha clan is the same."

"But this action is just my personal will and has nothing to do with the family. You go back and report it to the clan leader and the great elder truthfully."

"...yes!"

After several Uchiha clan ninjas handed over the usable ninja tools they had to the two men, they left unwillingly.

Ye Shan felt warm in his heart. At least at this time, he still had a few companions who were willing to fight alongside him, so he would not be surrounded alone.

"Fugaku, thank you." Ye Shan said seriously.

He was a person who would not easily say thank you, but Uchiha Fugaku's actions made it difficult for him not to say something.

Uchiha Fugaku laughed a few times and said, "Fuck you, I'm just trying to gain fame. After tonight, if I'm still alive, I'll definitely be the clan leader. When I think about taking over the fan that symbolizes the glory of the Uchiha clan, I'm shaking with excitement."

"Oh? Really? I thought you were trembling with fear." Ye Shan said with a smile.

"Hahaha. Afraid? I'm not afraid of those villains who only hide in the dark and plot."

Uchiha Fugaku pulled out a sharp kunai from his ninja tool bag, held it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully in the light of the distant light.

"Don't die, or I'm afraid I'll explode with anger."

Ye Shan bent down and took off a forehead protector from the dead body. He put it on his own forehead without any hesitation and said with a smile: "If I meet that Sand Village jonin now, I will kill him in five rounds."

Uchiha Fugaku was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Sometimes you are as steady as a man in his forties, without the vigor and arrogance of a young man. Ye Shan, now is the moment you can truly be considered a strong man."

"A strong person must have the aura to look down on the world and think that no one else can do it better than him. Otherwise, what's the point of practicing so hard?"

Ye Shan smiled faintly and said, "I used to think that as long as I was steady enough, I wouldn't have conflicts of interest with others. It wasn't until tonight that I realized that even breathing is wrong if a ninja doesn't make a fuss a few times."

"Since my calmness is rewarded with contempt and ostracism, I won't pretend anymore. Let them see the destructive power of an angry jonin."

"That's how it should be."

The two's undisguised chat was heard clearly by several ninjas hiding in the dark. The leader suppressed his anger and did not launch an attack rashly. After all, the two charred bodies were there, so it was wiser to wait for reinforcements. Anyway, White Fang's body would not fly away.

Uchiha Fugaku was still looking at the kunai, as if there was something wonderful on it.

"The Anbu are getting worse and worse now. Anyone can be treated as such."

A gloomy and cold voice sounded from behind several Anbu. They were shocked. Although they didn't know how the person got behind them, the ninja's reaction nerves made them form hand seals like a conditioned reflex, trying to use the substitution technique to avoid it.

However, in front of the ancient and powerful Sharingan, all ninjutsu was like a naked woman, being seen cleanly. Uchiha Fugaku casually threw out several kunai, which collided in the air and hit the throats of several Anbu accurately.

Several bodies fell on the rain-soaked street. Uchiha Fugaku slowly walked out of the darkness, spitting with disgust on his face, as if he had dirty his hands.

"What a piece of rubbish. Several people gave the same reaction. Nothing new. When will the profession of ninja be mass-produced?"

Ye Shan smiled coldly and said, "Are they worthy of being called ninjas? They are just products of an assembly line."

'Uchiha Fugaku', who was still looking at the kunai in his hand in front of Ye Shan, turned into a puff of smoke and dissipated, but it turned out to be a shadow clone.

"If the village continues to develop like this, it will be difficult to produce decent ninjas. Ninjas are about flexibility and versatility. Those who are cast from the same mold will have zero fighting power." Uchiha Fugaku said disdainfully.

Ye Shan nodded with deep feeling. The growth of ninja's strength is inseparable from the support of skills. Ninjutsu, Taijutsu, and Genjutsu can make a ninja's strength grow by leaps and bounds. But if you only have skills but no corresponding practical experience, you are just a fool in the fight. Even an experienced Genin can easily kill such a waste, let alone Uchiha Fugaku who grew up in iron and blood.

Every jonin has built his reputation on corpses. So far, Yeshan has never heard of any ninja who could become a jonin by just staying in the training ground.

"Don't be careless. A truly strong person will often launch a fatal attack when others are slacking off." Ye Shan reminded.

"Who do you think will come?"

There are not many ninjas who can be considered strong in the village, and even fewer who are willing to carry out the task of snatching the corpse of a Kage-level ninja. Uchiha Fugaku is very curious about who is willing to lower his status and take action.

Before Ye Shan could answer, a cold breath suddenly locked onto the two of them. Ye Shan felt his whole body tighten, and the air around him seemed to become sticky, making it difficult for him to breathe. He squinted his eyes, and the dormant chakra in his body burst out without hesitation, trying to get rid of this cold breath.

The two auras collided in the rainy night, disrupting the falling trajectory of the rain. For a moment, the rain seemed to be stagnant in the entire area.

"Haha, interesting, really interesting."

The hoarse voice came like a poisonous snake, and the sonorous footsteps were like war drums beating in Ye Shan's heart, making him a little nervous.

"Hayama-kun, Fugaku-kun, what are you two doing here so late?"

"May I ask why Lord Orochimaru appears here?" Uchiha Fugaku asked back with a cold face.

Under the dim light, Orochimaru, with a pale face and wearing furniture clothes, appeared in front of the two of them, with a wicked smile on his face, and said: "I came to pay tribute to Sakumo. I heard that he died. As one of his friends, I naturally need these red tape."

Ye Shan laughed out of anger. He never expected that Sarutobi Hiruzen was so anxious that he sent Orochimaru to fight for Hatake Sakumo's body regardless of the dignity of the Hokage.

"There is no mourning hall or spirit banners. What does Orochimaru want to worship? Worship your good teacher?"

Now that things have come to this, there is no need for Yeshan to call Orochimaru "Sir". He would never do anything so humiliating.

Orochimaru's eyes narrowed and the smile disappeared from his face. Sarutobi Hiruzen was not only his teacher, but also half his father. Hayama, a little jonin, actually dared to humiliate the Hokage in person, which successfully aroused his anger.

"Ye Shanjun, I hope you can still speak later."

There was a naked killing intent in Orochimaru's words, but Ye Shan was not afraid. He had been thinking about killing people every day since he stepped out of the ninja school. If he was afraid, he would have died countless times. Ninjas can respect death but cannot be afraid of it. Only by facing death can they live.

In Yeshan's opinion, half of the Sannin's combat power is in the summoning beasts, and the current battlefield is in the center of the village. There is really nothing to be afraid of Orochimaru who cannot use summoning beasts.

"How pathetic Orochimaru, have you even been reduced to being a pawn?"

"Or, are you the one behind the incident involving Hatake Sakumo?"

Facing Yeshan's questioning, Orochimaru smiled coldly and did not say a word. Instead, a snake emerged from his sleeve, standing upright on the side of his cheek with its snake core spitting out.

The battle is about to break out.