They two had another purpose here, which was also an order from Obito.
Although they didn't know the reason for their private fight, Obito had a vague idea of Uchiha Itachi's purpose.
"If it's not a fatal wound, we don't need to bother with them."
"But if one of them dies, you must collect the eyes of the other."
In Obito's opinion, it didn't matter which one of them died.
They were brothers with a blood relationship. If they wanted to awaken the Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan, they would definitely need the other person.
So, no matter which one of them died, they just needed to take the dead person's eyes and add them.
The Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan would not face the situation that every Mangekyo Sharingan would encounter.
There wasn't much difference between an Eternal Mangekyo and an immortal but unbreakablestool.
Zetsu's mission was just to record the scene of their duel and then take the eyes of the deceased.
"Actually, I think Itachi would win."
White Zetsu seemed bored and mumbled to Black Zetsu.
After all, no matter how you looked at it, with the current setup, Uchiha Itachi had no chance of losing.
Although Sasuke was also taught by Itachi, they lacked the most important element: Sasuke didn't have Mangekyo Sharingan.
From their perspective, the difference between Three Tomoe and Mangekyo was a crushing victory.
"Who knows."
Black Zetsu's gaze deepened, and he remained silent, not replying.
"That's true. At this point, such tricks wouldn't mean much to you anymore."
Uchiha Itachi slowly stood up from his chair.
His eyes, which were Three Tomoe like Sasuke's, rotated slightly, and soon formed the Mangekyo Sharingan, which resembled three scimitars.
"You've gotten stronger, but you're still not qualified."
Uchiha Itachi's voice was not as cold as usual. Instead, it was peaceful, as if they were alone.
The Mangekyo Sharingan stared at the Sasuke in front of him. Although the distance they stood was not that far.
But, still couldn't see clearly.
Even though he tried his best to focus, he couldn't help but see a blur.
These eyes were almost losing their intended function.
Uchiha Itachi sighed inwardly. Strictly speaking, bringing Sasuke here this time should have given him two significant gifts.
However, the other one would probably have to wait until he died.
"..."
Sasuke didn't reply. He just pursed his lips unhappily.
Uchiha Itachi always said such things, which made Sasuke feel subtly unhappy. After all, no matter what, he felt he had grown a lot over this period.
But almost every time there was an opportunity to show off during a mission, Uchiha Itachi would act first. Sasuke always had a subtle feeling that he had the strength, but Itachi was always suppressing him.
This time, I must let you see my true abilities.
Uchiha Itachi instantly threw a few shuriken. Sasuke's hand, hidden under his Akatsuki robe, shot up.
Suddenly, there was a clanging sound in mid-air, and the spinning shuriken crisscrossed, hit, and fell.
Even when they landed on the ground, they made a heavy impact. Several sharp shuriken dug into the ground, leaving not shallow imprints.
This was Uchiha Itachi's specialty.
However, since his physical condition started to worsen, he no longer used cold weapons like shuriken and kunai frequently.
After all, a remote Tsukuyomi could solve the problem, so he didn't need to use those things anymore.
Although he didn't stop using them entirely, using them in such large quantities as now was almost unheard of.
A strange feeling surged in Uchiha Itachi's chest. His breathing became rapid, and blood rushed to his lungs again.
A bittersweet taste filled his throat, and he felt an itch.
Uchiha Itachi tried hard to focus his attention on the shuriken flying towards him. His constantly moving red eyes locked onto the position of each shuriken, knocking them down, and then throwing new ones.
He could almost do this by muscle memory.
Even so, it was inevitable that Sasuke would catch a moment of his hesitation.
Sasuke clearly didn't think there was anything wrong with Uchiha Itachi, who looked as usual. He just felt that in terms of shuriken, he could now catch up to Uchiha Itachi.
Sasuke was bombarded and naturally didn't realize that Uchiha Itachi was struggling to fight him while ill.
"Whoosh!"
A shuriken grazed Uchiha Itachi's cheek and drew a bloody line on his face.
A bright cold light flashed, and then Sasuke drew his Kusanagi Sword, preparing to stab directly at Uchiha Itachi in front of him.
However, Uchiha Itachi firmly held both of Sasuke's hands. Sasuke frowned slightly.
He hadn't forgotten Uchiha Itachi's condition, but the force used to restrain his hands didn't seem like the strength of a sick person.
Sasuke pursed his lips slightly and struggled against Uchiha Itachi with all his might. Then, he staggered back two steps, unable to resist.
A dark shadow suddenly jumped out from behind Uchiha Itachi. The Shadow Clone was holding three kunai, ready to throw them down to hit Sasuke.
Could he still have time to make hand seals for a Shadow Clone during such an intense attack?
Sasuke raised his eyes slightly and felt something was wrong. Even though Uchiha Itachi made hand seals very quickly, he had clearly found a weakness first. What was going on?
His eyes shouldn't have missed Uchiha Itachi's movements.
Uchiha Itachi's Shadow Clone didn't hesitate and threw three kunai directly at Sasuke.
Sasuke's gaze deepened slightly, and then he stared at the Mangekyo Sharingan, which revealed no emotion. As the kunai fell, Sasuke slightly turned up the corners of his lips and smiled.
Uchiha Itachi instinctively sensed something was wrong. The hand he was holding Sasuke's wrist with tightened abruptly.
However, the wrist he was holding suddenly felt something furry.
Sasuke's face showed a proud smile. Those eyes provocatively stared at Uchiha Itachi.
"You're not the only one who can use these crow tricks."
As soon as Sasuke finished speaking, a vast flock of crows flew out. The person who had been standing there was gone.
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