Chakra? If it can't make you immortal, what's the point of being extraordinary?

If this mess hadn't happened to them, they would even think that Shengyi was being considerate by not taking direct action.

But now that this matter has happened to them, they feel that Shengyi is too difficult to talk to. This bastard is stubborn and refuses to listen.

“This is Obito’s Sharingan. He has the power to dispose of it. Moreover, he gave it to me personally. I didn’t forcibly dig it out from your Uchiha clan members.

So, I am just informing you, not asking you to whine…”

Hearing Kakashi's words, Sarutobi Hiruzen and Minato's hearts skipped a beat.

Minato quickly covered Kakashi's mouth.

Minato felt that Kakashi was a little angry, and his mind was not clear.

Originally, Minato and Kakashi's original intention was not to keep the Sharingan because of the famous Sharingan in the ninja world.

Their original intention was simply because this was a relic left by Obito. Even if it was an ordinary eye, Kakashi would regard it as a treasure.

But now Kakashi's words made everyone present look at him differently.

They already disagreed, so your words are just adding fuel to the fire.

As expected by everyone.

Although Kakashi didn't finish his words, anyone with a bit of common sense knew what he meant.

This also made Shengyi and Yuri's faces turn cold.

"Stop talking nonsense and hand it over!"

Seiichi waved his hand at Yuri, who pulled out a small bottle of saline solution and placed it on the table.

"Fuck, they came prepared."

When everyone saw the bottle, they all knew the outcome of the matter.

Sarutobi Hiruzen and Minato also knew that Kakashi could not keep this Sharingan.

Kakashi struggled to break free of Minato's hand and roared at Seiichi.

"Uchiha Seiichi, why are you forcing me?!"

Shengyi felt a little tired, so he pulled out a chair and sat down, crossed his legs, crossed his arms across his chest, and looked at the angry Kakashi.

"Tell me why? I want to ask you why. You forcibly hold the foundation of our clan, and refuse to return the bloodline limit that has never been shed, and you still have the nerve to ask me why? I am also wondering, why would you ask such a question?"

"This was given to me by Obito!"

"I'm afraid you will say I'm deceiving you. It just so happens that the head of the Hyuga clan is here too. Ask him if the people of their main clan have the power to decide the whereabouts of their Byakugan. Just like you said, give it away."

Kakashi looked at Hyuga Hiashi expectantly.

Everyone else wanted to cover their faces.

"If there really is such a person in our tribe, I will find a new owner for his white eyes who will cherish them more."

Hinata Hiashi did not respond directly, but the meaning of his words was very clear.

Sarutobi Hiruzen sighed, stepped forward and patted Kakashi on the shoulder, "Let it go, I'll ask Konoha Hospital to find you another eye in a few days, it won't affect your strength.

In this situation, if Obito knew about it, he would not blame you for losing his Sharingan."

(Future Obito: Stop talking nonsense here. My eyes are on Kakashi and on Uchiha Seiichi, which are two completely different things.

The difficulty of my retrieving it has soared from being able to pick it up by bending over to the point where I can't get it back at all.

Damn it, I haven’t even driven a Gundam yet!!!

Shengyi: Well, you don’t have a chance in this life, try again in the next life!)

"I will never give up! Uchiha Seiichi, I want to duel with you. Although I am a few years older than you, I am barely your age.

As the young leader of the Uchiha clan and a famous super genius in Konoha and even in the entire Fire Country, you will not refuse the challenge of someone of my age.

If I win, you must promise me that the Uchiha clan will not pursue the matter of this Sharingan any further."

Sheng Yi smiled playfully and said, "Let's not talk about why I have to agree to the duel you unilaterally proposed.

You haven't told me what you'll do if you lose."

"If I lose, I'll give up my Sharingan."

'hey-hey…'

Someone at the back couldn't help laughing.

Shengyi couldn't help laughing.

"You really know how to do business. You're betting with me something that originally belongs to me. If you lose, you won't lose anything, but if you win, you'll make a lot of money.

Not only can you get the Sharingan smoothly, but you can also step on my reputation to get promoted. Don't you feel guilty for taking advantage of me?"

Kakashi blushed at Seiichi's words, but unfortunately he couldn't see it because of the mask. He really hadn't thought of that.

"Then what do you want to bet on?"

"Wait a minute, I don't think I've agreed to bet with you yet."

"You. You. You. You..."

Kakashi pointed at Seiichi, shaking with anger.

"Okay, don't accuse me of bullying the weak. I'm making a bet with you."

"Young Clan Leader!" Yuri pulled the corner of Shengyi's clothes nervously.

Kakashi is also a famous genius in Konoha, and is several years older than Seiichi.

This would be a huge disadvantage in a fight.

However, except for Yuri, everyone present's eyes lit up.

Now they have an opportunity to test the bottom line of Shengyi, the "genius" young patriarch of the Uchiha clan, without having to spend any money on them.

Perhaps with the exception of Minato Namikaze who was a little worried about his disciple, everyone else present, including Hiruzen Sarutobi, was naturally very happy.

Shengyi turned his head and smiled at Yuri, and patted Yuri's hand that was holding the corner of his clothes, signaling her to just watch the show.

Seiichi turned around and looked at Kakashi.

The right hand was placed on the table, with the index finger still tapping on it.

There was silence in the conference room, with only the sound of Sheng Yi's index finger tapping the table.

The quiet sound seemed to knock on Kakashi's heart.

This caused beads of sweat to appear on Kakashi's forehead.

"Well, you don't have anything I like, and I have plenty of money, so there's only one thing left."

After being silent for a long time, Shengyi finally spoke.

Yuri didn't quite understand. What did the young clan leader want? Why did Kakashi look like he wanted to eat someone?

"Kakashi, I can agree to challenge you in a duel.

But I want to specify your bet items.

It is your family's complete set of Hatake-style swordsmanship, and it must be the Hatake-style swordsmanship with the complete training experience of your father, 'Konoha White Fang' Hatake Sakumo."

“Young Patriarch Shengyi, you are going a bit too far.

The value of a three-magatama Sharingan cannot be compared with Senior White Fang's training experience, not to mention the Hatake family swordsmanship."

Before Kakashi could say anything, Minato couldn't help himself.

The man once known as "Konoha White Fang" was the one who dominated the battlefield of the ninja world with his superb Hatake swordsmanship.

Especially during World War II.

The cold and sharp blade made the Sand Village army cry for their parents and be completely defeated.

Even Scorpion's parents died in his hands.

This resulted in Scorpion, the handsome red-haired boy, losing his beloved overnight.

It was precisely because of the loss of love that Little Red Hair completely embarked on another path.

(Obito: Damn, this damn strong sense of déjà vu! What are you barking about! Are you diss me?! Ah, my Rin! Accept the pain! Spicy Tensai!!!

At this time, Nagato was holding the script with a confused look on his face. He pointed at a line of words in it and shouted to Obito who had lost his mind and was waving his fist: Hey, Joker brother, Tsuchiko brother, wake up quickly, you messed up the words, you know! Those are my words, and you stole my most high-end words!!!)

This also allowed Scorpion to indirectly fire the first shot announcing the opening of the Third Ninja World War which had just ended not long ago.

His strength is recognized by all ninja villages.

Therefore, his experience in swordsmanship training is truly extremely valuable.

It is far beyond what a mere three-magatama Sharingan can compare to.