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Silver-haired, blue-armored Tobirama Senju's gaze revealed a thick layer of profound disappointment.
The foundations left to Konoha Village by the Senju brothers were terrifyingly vast. According to the blueprint for Konoha's development that Tobirama Senju had drawn in his heart, Konoha was bound to grow stronger and stronger; he truly could not fathom how Konoha could ever be beaten all the way to its own front gates.
During the Warring States period, the strongest bloodline limit clans: the Senju of the Forest and the Uchiha Clan, were in Konoha.
The Kurama Clan possessed the strongest genjutsu abilities.
The Aburame Clan possessed the strongest bug-manipulation abilities.
The Hyuga Clan possessed the strongest reconnaissance abilities.
The Hatake Clan possessed the strongest ninja-sword samurai.
One could say Konoha had gathered seventy percent of the strong clans across the entire ninja world, making Konoha's foundation incomparably deep. No matter which Great Ninja War it was, new geniuses and battle strength would always emerge.
Among the Nine Tailed Beasts, the Nine-Tails was the most powerful.
Tobirama Senju had left behind a massive amount of ninjutsu and forbidden techniques.
Under such circumstances, logically speaking, they should never have been pushed back to the gates of Konoha.
Yet the scene before his eyes could not deceive anyone.
Tobirama Senju looked over the crowd before him, whose attire all bore clear marks of identity.
The green flak jackets of Konoha shinobi and the leaf protectors with a spiral and a small horn.
The protectors of Kirigakure shinobi bearing a four-curved-pattern design.
The black hair of the Uchiha, along with their traditional blue-black clan attire.
All sorts of traits allowed Tobirama Senju to distinguish the identities of those present at a glance.
Judging by how the crowd had taken sides, Konoha's shinobi were basically gathered beneath