Sage Art: Wood Release: True Several Thousand Hands
By this time, the battle between the two sides had left them in a state of utter chaos.
Every time Madara and Hashirama offered wine, it brought about an unprecedented explosion.
At this Hashirama fell silent.
Since I can't convince you, then I'm sorry, Madara!
"Sage Art: Wood Release: True Several Thousand Hands!"
In an instant, Hashirama Senju entered Sage Mode, and his powerful aura enveloped the area immediately.
They reached a point where they were evenly matched.
[Minato Namikaze: This level of battle is just too over-the-top! Whether it's the Gate of the Great God or the Sage Art: Wood Release: True Several Thousand Hands, the First Hokage is simply too strong!]
[Uchiha Fugaku: I never expected that Madara Uchiha Lord Hashirama. ]
Even Fugaku, the head of the Uchiha Clan, was shocked by Madara Uchiha's strength. The Uchiha Clan had never acknowledged Madara Uchiha, but no one had ever questioned his strength.
I've really learned something new today. It's a pity that the clan will never produce someone like Madara again. The once Senju Clan has vanished into the annals of history.
Perhaps the rivalry between the Senju Clan and Uchiha Clans will never be seen again.
Suddenly, a colossal Daibutsu, created using Wood Release beyond imagination, appeared in everyone's sight.
This colossal Daibutsu statue boasts over a thousand enormous arms, and its massive size seems to crush the Nine-Tails.
What was Majestic Attire: Susanoo for everyone now seemed as small as an ant.
"I'm going, Madara!"
"Come on, Hashirama!"
The two roared simultaneously, unleashing a fierce attack on each other using their respective Ninjutsu.
Just as the two were about to collide.
"Sage Art Wood Release, Sage Art: Wood Release: True Several Thousand Hands, Sage Art: Wood Release: True Several Thousand Hands!"
Countless arms launched attacks like phantoms, and the simultaneous attacks of thousands of arms left the Nine-Tails- Tails completely disoriented.
Even the Susanoo, with its powerful defensive capabilities, couldn't withstand it.
At this moment, Susanoo's armor was partially destroyed, and the Daibutsu on Hashirama's head broke free from the Senju behind him and slowly walked towards Madara.
The powerful arm, like that of a god, gripped the Nine-Tails' body, rendering it immobile.
The ferocious beast was now being held in Hashirama Senju's hands like a dog.
Tailed Beast Space.
[One-Tail: Hahaha, I never expected that Nine-Tails to be held like a dog! This is hilarious!]
[Nine-Tails: Shut up, what do you know!]
[One-Tail: No, no, I can't hold back anymore! I've never seen Nine-Tails make such an expression before!]
At this moment, Nine-Tails was also very angry. It was truly a curse to have run into such a dimwit Hashirama Senju.
That Shinobi named Madara is even worse. They're just fighting, why did he have to drag me into it?
"Go!" Hashirama, controlling the giant Thousand-Armed Kannon, leaped into the Hashirama and charged towards Madara Uchiha.
"Kakuan Entering Society with Bliss-Bringing Hands."
The Thousand-Armed Kannon's arm shot straight towards Madara. Sensing danger, Madara immediately jumped off Nine-Tails's body, dodging the powerful attack.
However, the Nine-Tails wasn't so lucky; the palm strike landed directly on Nine-Tails head.
The Nine-Tails, which had been berserk, slowly regained some of its rationality under the suppression of this attack.
Hashirama Senju seized the opportunity to jump down and land next to Madara Uchiha.
Without the Nine-Tails, the two clashed once again.
At this point, Madara Susanoo, and Nine-Tails was also put into a deep sleep by Kakuan Entering Society with Bliss-Bringing Hands. The two sides resumed their close-quarters combat.
"Madara!"
"Hashirama!"
With a roar from both sides, the two launched another attack.
The two sides had clashed countless times at this point, beneath the canyon of the Valley of the End.
Both were breathing heavily, neither intending to let go even when their Chakra was almost completely depleted.
"This time, it's your turn to fail." Madara said, panting, as he recalled the matches he had with Hashirama since their youth.
The two previously demonstrated the pinnacle of Genin; now they're showcasing the pinnacle of Taijutsu.
The battle between the two at this moment fully demonstrated their combined strength.
One is the strongest member of the Uchiha Clan, and the other is the strongest member of the Senju Clan.
A dazzling array of figures clashed repeatedly.
"Boom!"
After a new round of fighting, the two distanced themselves from each other, and Hashirama's stamina began to give way.
"I'm standing here now, the exact opposite of back then." At this moment, Madara thought of the battle he fought to avenge Izuna.
The same thing is himself and Hashirama, the difference is that this time he was the one who stood until the end.
"My dream has just come true, and I want to protect it!" Hashirama said silently.
If he could, he didn't want to fight Madara. He wanted to save Madara and couldn't let Madara continue like this. Then, Hashirama seemed to have made a decision.
"You look a little down, Hashirama," Madara said with a pleased expression. After fighting Hashirama for so long, this was the first time he had the upper hand.
But before Ban could finish speaking, he saw that his body had started to bleed.
Looking down again, he saw a sharp sword piercing his chest.
[Hozuki Mangetsu: What the hell? How come Madara Uchiha was just having the upper hand?]
They were clearly dominating Hashirama Senju just now, how did the situation suddenly reverse?
Madara turned around in disbelief and saw Hashirama standing quietly behind him, holding the very weapon that had pierced his chest.
So that was Wood Clone! Madara's pupils were fixed on the spot where it had been.
"I was stabbed in the back!" Madara couldn't believe it. He was never used to having someone stand behind him, and he was going to die from this attack.
Or perhaps she never really guarded against Hashirama.
"I will protect us, no! My village, no matter what happens! I still firmly believe that protecting the village is the same as protecting the adults, protecting the Shinobi and the children." Hashirama simply explained.
He did not want the chaos of the Warring States period to repeat itself.
Children as young as seven or eight were sent to the battlefield; neither adults nor children were spared.
He didn't want that scene to happen again.
Therefore, whether it is my own friends, brothers, or even my own children, as long as they dare to be enemies of the village, I will never let them go.
Madara's body went limp and he knelt down uncontrollably. At that moment, he couldn't believe that the Hashirama in front of him was the same person he knew.
"You've changed, Hashirama."
"You've got the cart before the horse. One day, this will become the darkness of the village!" After saying the last sentence, Madara's body fell forward.