The First Clash of the Three Gods

"Kyosuke, stop!"

Uchiha Madara never dreamed the situation would escalate to this point.

He had expected the two of them to get along, but Kyosuke had immediately tried to kill him upon meeting.

Indeed, the peace of mutual understanding was just a foolish wish that only the two of us possessed.

Madara was caught in the middle, unable to choose, while the two on the other side were fighting with great vigor.

Facing Kyosuke's lightning-fast slash, Hashirama's right arm suddenly erupted in a large amount of blue light, a phenomenon formed by excessive chakra condensation.

"Damn, does it have to be this exaggerated?"

Facing him directly, Kyosuke finally understood why Uchiha Madara had been suppressed by this guy his entire life.

That terrifying chakra was no different from a tailed beast in human form.

During the Fourth Great Ninja War, facing Uchiha Obito, the Ten-Tails jinchuriki, Hashirama had said grimly, "This guy's chakra level surpasses mine."

Listen to that, what a monstrous statement.

From this, one could see how fearsome the chakra of the God of Shinobi truly was.

Without any armor, he resolutely used a method of condensing chakra to defend against Kyosuke's full-power strike.

"It possesses the heaviness of earth and contains the cutting power of wind, truly a terrifying fellow."

After a head-on clash, Kyosuke intended to test his skills in ninjutsu against him.

Unexpectedly, the bowl-cut didn't give him a chance, kicking directly at him with a furious force that made the air cry out.

Besides his chakra reserves, his innate monstrous strength was the second great treasure that allowed Senju Hashirama to dominate.

It could be said that the Yin Seal and monstrous strength that Tsunade researched her entire life were merely passive skills of Hashirama.

When facing Uchiha Madara, Kyosuke had already sensed the limitations of his physical body. Against Hashirama, the gap had instantly magnified several times over.

After taking the kick, Kyosuke was sent flying to the top of a large tree over ten meters high.

"Kyosuke." Uchiha Madara raised his hand blankly, as if trying to dissuade him.

The next second, a piercing screech immediately captured his full attention.

"This is the Lightning Release ninjutsu rumored in the outside world." Madara temporarily forgot his inner turmoil; the instincts of a strong fighter made him anticipate their next exchange.

His Sharingan locked onto Hashirama firmly. Initially, Kyosuke just wanted to test the mettle of the God of Shinobi.

Now he had changed his mind. The kappa-like bowl-cut made him feel uncomfortable just looking at it. He wondered which bastard had cut his hair like that.

For that reason alone, he would first make this bastard eat a Chidori.

With his mind made up, the bird-like cry instantly intensified several times, and the wildly dancing currents caused the branches of the large tree to collapse violently.

"What a fearsome Lightning Release ninjutsu." On the other hand, Senju Hashirama was more amazed by this ninjutsu.

He heard his friend's shout and knew that the previous remark had come from the youth before him.

Moreover, although the opponent's moves were fierce, he hadn't actually felt any killing intent.

This indicated that the youth wasn't fighting with the intention to kill him.

"I understand." Hashirama's eyes lit up, believing he had figured out Kyosuke's intentions: "He must be testing me. No matter what we do in the future, we must possess the power to change everything."

"As expected of a wise man who can discern the answer. Every move he makes is filled with profound meaning that I cannot grasp."

His palms suddenly clasped together, and the next second, deep purple chakra surged out from within him.

Hashirama began to unleash his full power.

The chakra, far exceeding that of a Jonin, caused the surrounding ground to rumble continuously.

"Come on, let me show you my resolve!"

"Bowl-cut, get down here for me!"

Sand and stones shattered, the earth overturned, and two figures rapidly closed the distance between them.

"All of you, stop it!!!"

Just as the two were about to clash, a Gunbai was suddenly thrust in between, precisely blocking the two chakras that were about to erupt.

Uchiha Counter!

To avoid injuring them, Madara deliberately reduced the force of the rebound.

"Damn, this old trickster!" Pulling himself out of a rock crevice, Kyosuke collapsed on the ground, taking a long time to finally catch his breath.

On the other side, Hashirama quietly crawled out of the river, his expression looking extremely displeased.

Not long ago, he had personally seen Madara urinating in the river, and now he had drunk a belly full of that water. If he could be happy, he'd be a ghost.

As for Madara, unable to think of a good solution, he simply decided to beat both of these idiots.

He would beat them until they obeyed.

"Sneaking up from behind, Madara, you've fallen."

"Enough nonsense. If you have the guts, come at me together."

"Alright, Kyosuke, let's team up and take him down first."

Half an hour later, the three future pillars of the ninja world were all bruised and battered, sprawled by the river.

To punish Madara, Kyosuke and Hashirama had teamed up, pinning Madara to the ground and giving him a thorough beating.

As they fought, however, the two of them started to quarrel, which eventually escalated into an all-out, no-holds-barred brawl among the three of them.

"Shameless Uchiha."

"Heh, your Senju aren't much better."

His Sharingan had been exposed, so there was no point in hiding his identity any longer.

What made both sides happy, however, was that their friendship remained unchanged despite their differing stances.

"We're still too weak," Kyosuke said, his voice low as he touched the bruises on his face. "This world is far more dangerous than we imagined."

In his mind, the Otsutsuki Clan, residing far beyond the heavens, quietly surfaced.

Not counting Kaguya, who was sealed on the moon, the ninja world itself held no shortage of threats.

The Evil God Cult, active for many years; the Sage of Six Paths, hidden in the Pure Land; Isshiki, who was likely praying somewhere; and Black Zetsu, constantly plotting against the Uchiha.

None of them were easy to deal with. If Kyosuke had to face them all alone, he'd either die of exhaustion or drive himself mad with annoyance.

For the sake of the future, he had to protect these two idiots beside him.

They shouldn't be so foolish as to let others scheme against them. Instead of that, they should be considering how to reach the Six Paths level.

"Yes, our power isn't enough yet," Hashirama said, his words confirming the thoughts in his own heart.

Lying on the ground, he began to describe the beautiful picture he envisioned in his mind.

However, the more he spoke, the more Kyosuke found himself compelled to retort to almost every sentence.

"What do you mean 'everyone lives their own lives'? Establishing a village requires the financial support of the Daimyo."

"Stupid! Without the Daimyo's guarantee, would ordinary people trust a group of powerful ninja?!"

"Did you come up with the idea of forced marriages using your backside?"

"There is no such thing as permanent peace. You'll understand that sooner or later."

Listening to the two argue, Madara smiled with satisfaction. It seemed his role as the 'sixth' wasn't in vain.

The road ahead was difficult, and he knew just how much resistance there would be to the problem of resolving hatred.

He glanced sideways at Kyosuke, whose cheeks were swollen, and Hashirama, who couldn't see out of one eye. Madara felt an unprecedented sense of ease.