Mito Uzumaki: This is the taste of the sea

Mito Uzumaki had a sudden realization.

Sharingan genjutsu!

The unique power of the Uchiha Clan.

Hashirama's chakra cannot compare to Uchiha... Qingshui.

Mito Uzumaki breathed a sigh of relief.

If one could not rely on others to help break a genjutsu, then it all came down to one's own chakra reserves.

Although Hashirama was gifted and possessed a massive amount of chakra, even by the standards of the Senju Clan.

Mito Uzumaki glanced at the smiling Qingshui behind her from the corner of her eye.

Compared to Uchiha Shimizu, who could alter the terrain with a single blow, he still fell far short.

"I just wanted to tease you a little; if it's not training, it's fighting—wouldn't that be too dull?"

Mito Uzumaki found an excuse to explain her previous behavior.

The simple-minded Senju Hashirama nodded in deep agreement.

If Madara hadn't been secretly training with him all this time, he would indeed have found it incredibly boring; he was actually one of the lucky ones.

Many clansmen had no recreational activities and carried immense pressure on their shoulders.

"Right, watch my new ninjutsu."

Senju Hashirama pressed his palms together, simultaneously calling upon Water Release chakra and Earth Release chakra, the two distinct natures merging within his meridian system.

"Wood Release: Four-Pillar Table!"

Four sturdy tree roots burst through the floor, extending upward and intertwining to form a wooden table with four pillars, even sprouting four small stools on each side of the table.

"Wood Release."

Mito Uzumaki frowned slightly.

Was there such a ninjutsu?

How had she never heard of or seen it before?

"Hashirama, are you sure..."

Mito Uzumaki looked back at Qingshui and, finding him unresponsive, rose from the desk covered in drafts of Sealing Jutsu and walked over to Hashirama's side, continuing, "Are these not a