As Shinji finished speaking,
a fierce wind rose between heaven and earth.
Yet Shinji made only a simple move: he drew his fist back to his waist, then threw an unadorned punch at one of the "mirrors" before him!
In an instant,
a white current like a gale took the shape of a massive fist imprint. It passed through the mirror and appeared in countless mirrored spaces at once!
Then it multiplied and spread. One became two, two became three, and three became ten thousand fists!
This was the so-called Ninety-Nine Divine Void Strikes!
Its name invoked the ultimate limit of ninety-nine. Once unleashed, it meant that unless Shinji ran out of Chakra, a single punch could produce
an endless barrage of heavy blows!
"What is that?!"
Hashirama Senju's eyes flew wide. His pupils shrank to pinpoints as he stared at the dense swarm of fist imprints bursting into view across the countless mirrors.
He stood there, utterly stunned.
He even forgot he was in the middle of a fight!
This...
In theory, the God of Shinobi should never have been caught in such a state. Yet here he was!
Madara Uchiha drew a sharp breath.
But his battle instincts were sharper than Hashirama Senju's. He immediately barked, "Hashirama! We're in a fight!"
"Ah... right!"
Hashirama Senju snapped back to himself.
He clapped his hands together, his expression turning solemn.
"Sage Art: Wood Release: True Several Thousand Hands!"
Boom, boom, boom—
In an instant, countless Wood Release fists clad in Susanoo armor extended their arms and met the equally dense barrage of fist imprints!
But—
Sage Art: Wood Release: True Several Thousand Hands could not defend every angle at once! As Shinji smiled, fist imprints shot from mirrors of every size around the two men, like shards of broken glass.