"Don't get sealed. If we're outmatched, we must retreat as quickly as possible, Uchiha Chiri."
"I know."
Tobirama Senju gave his warning, but she had already vanished from before him. He frowned and gave a soft snort.
"The Uchiha are as arrogant as ever."
"Lord Second, perhaps Lady Chiri simply couldn't resist a worthy opponent. She isn't that sort of person."
Minato Namikaze laughed awkwardly, mediating between them. He held no particular prejudice against the Uchiha clan. After all, he came from a civilian family and had never been tainted by clan thinking.
At that moment, Nagato, suspended high in the sky, looked at the people before him and raised his hand. Several shuriken slipped from his sleeve, then shot out.
The powerful repulsion of Shinra Tensei forced them through the sound barrier, sending them hurtling toward Hashirama Senju and the others in an instant.
"Move!"
Tobirama gave a quiet shout, but everyone present was an expert and naturally needed no further warning. He had only reminded them out of habit; after all, team combat was his specialty.
Whoosh! Hashirama pressed his palms together, and a towering wooden wall rose out of nowhere. Over ten meters tall and as hard as refined steel, it stood before them.
Boom! The violent collision came with a piercing, grating hum. Tobirama watched in shock as his elder brother's wooden wall was smashed straight through, splinters flying.
"Impossible! Those are just ordinary shuriken, aren't they? How could they have that much power?"
Hashirama's expression remained unchanged, as composed as ever. He had encountered this sort of thing countless times.
Although this wooden wall could block attacks from almost any opponent, there were still people who could break through it, such as Madara Uchiha, or...
Well, there probably wasn't anyone else.
Come to think of