Senju Hashirama, Konoha's First Hokage, could fairly be called the strongest man in the Shinobi World today.
Even though the one before them was merely an illusion, he still exuded a calm, imposing presence.
After his initial shock, Shamon quickly calmed down as well. Seeing that his two allies did not look particularly flustered, he breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "How much of Senju Hashirama's actual strength does this illusion possess?"
In truth, neither Enkō nor Izuna had ever truly fought Hashirama, so they did not know just how powerful the God of Shinobi was at his limit.
But Hashirama was evenly matched with his elder brother. Even without the Eternal Eye, at worst he would only be at a forty-sixty disadvantage. Comparing him to his own brother, Enkō estimated, "No more than fifty percent of the original's strength."
Shamon's eyes lit up. "Less than half? Then that's fine."
Izuna said disdainfully, "It's just a paper tiger that looks intimidating. Still, being able to achieve this much is indeed impressive."
Smack—
While the three were still talking, Hashirama made the first move. He brought his hands together before his chest, his long hair billowing behind him!
Wood Release: Deep Forest Emergence!
Rumble—
The earth ahead split apart layer by layer in an instant. Countless branches surged forth like crawling dragons and pythons, crisscrossing one another as they rolled toward the three with earth-shattering force!
"I'll handle it," Shamon volunteered. He felt that he ought to do something. Since they had chosen to form an alliance, it would make Sand Hidden Village seem useless if Flame Hidden Village had to shoulder everything alone.
Whoosh—
He flung out a scroll with each hand. Amid a burst of smoke, five puppets of different shapes shot into the air!
**Five-Color Secret Technique: