Shinobi World.
Within the Land of Fire.
[BOOM!!!]
As two black-and-yellow fists, one large and one small, collided head-on.
The terrifying force of the punches erupted with a thunderous boom, like a bronze bell struck with tremendous force.
Ring after ring of rippling air spread outward like splashing water, swiftly transforming into surging gales that swept in every direction.
The next moment.
Hashirama Senju was sent flying by Aramaki's fist without any ability to resist.
His entire body rolled across the shattered ground dozens of times before he crashed miserably into the wall at the edge of the valley, finally coming to a stop.
"Big Brother!!!"
Keeping his eyes fixed on Aramaki, Tobirama Senju anxiously looked over and shouted.
Honestly.
He had never seen his older brother in such a sorry state from childhood until now.
The most memorable occasion had only been after the Battle of the Valley of the End, when his armor had nearly been smashed to pieces.
But now.
"Ah, my arm got blown off? As expected, he's really strong."
Leaning against the earthen wall behind him, Hashirama Senju slowly rose to his feet. At the same time, he lowered his head to look at his right arm, which had been completely blown apart by that punch.
Fortunately, the effects of Impure World Reincarnation were indeed impressive.
Not even two seconds had passed, yet a large amount of dust was already drifting over and beginning to reconstruct his arm.
At this moment.
Hashirama Senju was incomparably grateful for the forbidden technique his younger brother had developed. Without it, he could only have entered Sage Mode and taken a gamble.
"What a troublesome ability."
Aramaki across from him also found it difficult to deal with.
According to the relevant information in his memories, there were several ways