Uchiha's Taijutsu Supreme

Fuma reveled in the sensation of his new body, feeling the power coursing through him, and let out a low growl of excitement.

He had waited far too long for this moment.

Although he had only absorbed part of the Box of Ultimate Bliss's power, and the boost wasn't tremendous, the fact that his body could reach its current state meant that he had already broken through his physical limits and entered a new realm.

For Fuma's journey, this was a monumental milestone.

This form had broken through the limits of muscle density, blood supply, spinal strength, and even the flexibility of his joints. It opened the door to surpassing the limits of his own genes.

By breaking through the physiological structure of his body and reinforcing its foundation, Fuma could continue to ascend the path of physical and martial prowess, using his own strength to challenge the Ōtsutsuki clan.

In this world of shinobi, choosing the path of Physical Evolution had an absolute limit.

Fuma clearly recalled a conversation between the Sage of Six Paths and Hashirama Senju, during which the Sage revealed a secret about the Rinnegan.

The so-called Rinnegan was born from the fusion of Indra's and Asura's chakra, which then led to the birth of the Sage of Six Paths' chakra and its corresponding power.

In other words, even if the Uchiha or Senju clans were lucky enough to obtain their ancestors' chakra, their final goal would only be to become servants of the Sage of Six Paths.

And if they became the Jinchūriki of the Ten-Tails, they would indeed gain power rivaling the Sage's, but they would also fall into Kaguya's trap, likely ending up like Madara Uchiha, becoming nothing more than a sacrificial pawn.

Fuma clenched his clawed hands tightly, feeling a surge of boldness rise in his chest as he thought:

"Finally, I can feast without restraint."

With a blur of movement, Fuma flashed forward, appearing before Satori in an instant, attempting to pull it into his broad chest.

To Fuma's surprise, Satori managed to keep up with his speed, nimbly evading his attack.

A mocking smirk appeared on Satori's face as it raised its blackened claw and struck Fuma hard in the chest.

*Boom!*

Satori's strike landed solidly on Fuma's chest, producing a resounding explosion of impact.

Fuma's bulging chest caved in slightly but bounced back immediately, as if silently mocking Satori's ineffectiveness.

Satori's expression turned to one of shock, but Fuma gave it no time to process, throwing a punch that created a gust of wind so powerful it made the pools of blood on the ground tremble as if an earthquake had struck.

Once again, Satori dodged Fuma's attack, its black wings flapping as it traced an impossibly complex curve in the air.

Fuma relentlessly followed, unleashing a barrage of blows. Although the interior of the Box of Ultimate Bliss had been ravaged, Satori continued to evade every strike, always maintaining parallel movement, never allowing Fuma's attacks to land directly.

"In terms of sheer speed, I should still have the edge over this creature. But the problem is, it seems to be predicting my moves."

Fuma paused his assault, finding Satori's dodging to be a bit of a nuisance. There was clearly an ability at play here.

He stood still, quietly recalling everything he knew about Satori.

Satori let out a mocking laugh, its face full of exaggerated expressions:

"As long as your heart harbors fear, you will never defeat the Box of Ultimate Bliss. You humans can never overcome your emotions. That's why we have remained undefeated for hundreds of years!"

But in truth, Satori wasn't as calm as it appeared. Fuma's speed had startled it greatly.

Fuma ignored Satori's taunts, sifting through his memories for a solution.

"Satori's destructive power isn't as overwhelming as a tailed beast's. Its incredible mobility and ability to predict the enemy's intentions are what make it difficult to deal with."

"This thing is the spirit of the Box of Ultimate Bliss. It has the ability to peer into people's hearts. That must be how it predicts my attacks."

"Attacks are always driven by emotion, and emotion always precedes action. That's the mechanism behind Satori's ability."

Fuma chuckled to himself. This fight with Satori reminded him of his previous battle with Madara Uchiha.

"Back then, I was the one playing the attrition game against Madara. Now, against Satori, I'm the one being worn down."

"The wheel of fate is always turning. How amusing!"

A blood-red aura began to emanate from Fuma's body, gradually spreading throughout the Box of Ultimate Bliss, forming a massive circle of bloodlust.

"Predator's Malice: Blood Arena!"

Satori's ability was a nightmare for most people. But to Fuma, malice was the least valuable thing in the world.

"Malice, huh? You want it? I'll give you as much as you can handle!"

Releasing the [Predator's Malice], a technique named "Blood Arena," was Fuma's response.

Against an enemy like Satori, whose attack power was relatively weak, Fuma didn't need to wrap his body in blood aura to enhance his defense and strength.

All he needed was to catch Satori. Once he did, the battle would be over.

Fuma's figure blurred again, but this time, Satori froze in place. It felt something it had never experienced before.

In the bloodlust-filled arena, all Satori could sense was overwhelming malice. At this moment, its mind became hazy, unable to locate Fuma's presence.

Satori's heightened sense of perception had been dulled by the sheer flood of malice, and its ability to predict Fuma's attacks had been reduced to almost nothing.

Fuma let out a sinister laugh as his hardened claws plunged into Satori's spine. Despite its bird-like appearance, its physiology was incredibly fragile.

*Crack, crack, crack!*

Satori's spine shattered, and it let out a wretched scream. In its centuries-long life, it had never suffered such violent abuse.

Even Asura, back in the day, had merely sealed it gently, using a sealing technique to return it to the Box of Ultimate Bliss.

With a clench of his five fingers, Fuma crushed Satori's spine into powder, transforming it into pure energy before inhaling deeply, licking his lips in satisfaction.

The taste of power filled Fuma's mouth, exploding across his taste buds.

At that moment, Satori's body could no longer hold together. Like a tailed beast, it shifted from its physical form into pure energy, dissolving into wisps of black smoke that dispersed into the air.

Moments later, the black smoke began to gather again, and Satori revived, but this time, it cautiously kept its distance from Fuma.

Fuma licked his lips. To him, this was only the appetizer. He was far from full.

The battle with Satori hadn't pressured Fuma at all. It was more like a pre-meal workout, only serving to further whet his appetite.

Satori eyed Fuma warily, but the true nightmare for it was only just beginning.

"This guy… something's not right."

Moments later, Satori's wails echoed once more as Fuma repeated his earlier actions, tearing through its spine, wings, and claws. With each encounter, Satori lost a part of its essence.

Finally, after countless deaths and resurrections, Satori's body began to shrink.

Even with the support of the Box of Ultimate Bliss, Satori had reached the brink of collapse after so many cycles of death and rebirth.

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