Soul Land: I am Uchiha Sasuke

Sasuke clenched the fat man's wrist with an expressionless face, the sound of joint dislocation echoing through the hall.

"Phoenix Fire Wire!"

Despite the pain, the fat man endured it. A yellow soul ring flashed across his body as he unleashed a terrifying stream of flames directly at Sasuke's head.

"Hmph! If Fatty gets serious at this distance, his flames can melt anything instantly," Dai Mubai said confidently. He had absolute faith in Ma Hongjun's fire—Fatty had never lost in a contest of flames.

The rest of the people in the hall shrank back, watching in shock. However, Sasuke neither dodged nor defended himself. He simply stood there, letting the flames engulf his body. He didn't even blink.

Gasps of astonishment filled the room.

But Ma Hongjun, still spewing flames, looked increasingly distressed!

The young man named Xiao-san's eyes glowed with a purple-blue light as he suddenly shouted, "No! He's absorbing Fatty's soul power!"

Tang San had trained in the Purple Demon Eye technique. Upon seeing that Ma Hongjun's flames had no effect, he activated it to analyze the situation. What he saw left him horrified—Sasuke was continuously draining Ma Hongjun's soul power. Even the energy from his soul skill was being completely dissolved.

On the other side, Dai Mubai sensed that something was wrong. He immediately released his martial soul, three soul rings flashing into existence as he charged toward Sasuke.

"Attack!"

Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai moved simultaneously, launching a pincer attack from both sides. Just as their strikes were about to land, the space around them suddenly became heavy, as if time had frozen.

"Shinra Tensei!"

No one saw what happened. Sasuke hadn't moved an inch, nor had he activated a visible soul ring. Yet, just as Zhu Zhuqing and Dai Mubai got within half a foot of him, an invisible force blasted them away. It felt as though their muscles had been ripped from their bodies, leaving them completely drained.

This was Sasuke's first time using Shinra Tensei in this world. Since obtaining the Rinnegan, he had fought formidable opponents like Madara Uchiha, Kaguya, and Naruto. Against such titans, Shinra Tensei was practically useless. But here, against these opponents, its effectiveness was almost satisfying.

The Shrek Seven looked on in disbelief. This young man, dressed in ragged clothes with no visible soul power fluctuations, possessed strength beyond their comprehension!

Tang San clenched his fists. Even when facing Zhao Wuji, who was over rank seventy, he had never felt such overwhelming pressure. Looking at Sasuke's indifferent expression, he realized—shaking a mountain would be easier than shaking this man.

" if this goes on, we won't be able to save Fatty's hand!"

A girl with rabbit ears leaped into the air and lashed out at Sasuke with a whip kick.

"We've got him now!" she thought smugly. "Let's see if I don't kick your head off!"

But the moment Sasuke slightly lifted his gaze toward her, her entire body suddenly heated up. She found herself surrounded by flames.

Horrified, she realized it was Ma Hongjun's Phoenix Fire Wire!

The flames engulfed her, and she let out a piercing scream before plummeting toward the ground.

Tang San rushed forward to catch her, but when he saw her tightly shut eyes, furrowed brows, and trembling body, he knew she was in unbearable pain.

At that moment, Sasuke took a brief interest in the girl in Tang San's arms. Surprisingly, she contained energy comparable to that of a tailed beast.

"This world is more interesting than I thought," he mused.

Tang San looked down at Xiao Wu, then back at Sasuke, his eyes flashing with cold fury. Slowly, his hand reached for his waist.

"Hurting the one I love… is a crime punishable by death."

Tang San's instincts screamed—he had to strike with everything he had. There would be no second chance against this man.

Behind Sasuke, Mu Qing clung to Ling Xue in fear. Regret washed over her as she whispered, "It was just an apology… Was that really so hard?"

Just as Tang San was about to make his move, a rough voice echoed from the second floor.

"Kids playing around is one thing, but wasn't your attack a bit too much, sir?"

A short, stocky man with dark skin leaped down and slowly approached Sasuke.

"Teacher! Save... Fatty…" Dai Mubai muttered weakly before passing out.

A powerful pressure radiated from the man, making the spectators unsteady on their feet.

Sasuke flicked the dust off his clothes and said coldly, "Children don't understand rules… but what about the adults?"

"You were on the stairs just now," Ye Zhiqiu interjected, stepping forward. "You saw clearly that it was your students who provoked the fight first. If I weren't here, that'd be one thing. But this… this is unacceptable."

"Rules?" Zhao Wuji sneered, clenching his fists. "My fist… is the rule!"

With a sudden burst of speed, Zhao Wuji lunged at Sasuke and threw a punch.

Ye Zhiqiu reacted instantly, summoning his martial soul to block the attack. But the moment Zhao Wuji's fist connected, Ye Zhiqiu was sent flying several meters back before he could stabilize himself.

A bitter taste rose in Ye Zhiqiu's throat. He was shocked.

"Who… Who is this man? How does he have such terrifying strength without even using a soul skill?"

"Brother Sasuke, forget it, let's go," Mu Qing pleaded, mustering the courage to tug on Sasuke's sleeve.

"Teacher Sasuke, let's just find another hotel," Ling Xue added.

Sasuke hesitated. The children on his side seemed afraid of this short, dark-skinned man. But even Ling Xue, the one who had been insulted, was willing to let it go. There was no point in continuing.

Casually tossing Ma Hongjun aside like a piece of garbage, Sasuke turned to leave.

"Wait!" Zhao Wuji bellowed. "Do you think you can just walk away? You hurt my students, and you expect no consequences?"

Sasuke sighed.

"Just like common street thugs," he muttered.

Turning around, he locked eyes with Zhao Wuji and activated his Sharingan.

A moment later, Zhao Wuji froze in place, trapped in a seven-day mental torture session. Without another word, Sasuke walked out of the inn.

As he stepped into the street, a girl's voice called out from behind him.

"What's your name?"

Sasuke didn't look back. He simply kept walking.

Behind him, Ning Rongrong, who had been watching in silence, stared at his retreating figure, dazed.

Coming back to her senses, she reached up and touched her cheek.

"Grandpa Bone… Grandpa Jian… Father… I think I've finally found someone worthy."