Moonlight streamed down the streets of Konoha, illuminating the buildings that shimmered with runic light. This seemingly peaceful night, however, kept the research laboratories of the Mirai Five Great Nations ablaze with lights, as researchers worked tirelessly to develop new technologies. The landscape of the Shinobi World was about to be completely rewritten, and the catalyst for this transformation was none other than Konoha's extraordinary technological demonstration.
No one knows where this technological race will lead, nor what the Shinobi World will look like in the Mirai. But one thing is certain: in this era where technology and Ninjutsu intertwine, the strength of the Shinobi World will only grow stronger, and only those who keep up with the times will survive. And Konoha has long been prepared to meet the challenge.
However, our Lord Hokage did not consummate his marriage on his wedding night. The lanterns under the eaves of the inn swayed in the night breeze. Tsubasa adjusted his wedding robe and outer garment embroidered with golden cloud patterns, picked up two cups of osmanthus wine brewed by Phoenix Tower, handed one cup to his wife Tian Uguisu beside him, and then went into the inn's guest room.
In the flickering candlelight of the guest room, Madara Uchiha sat reclining in a carved wooden chair. His crimson Sharingan shone like two dancing flames in the darkness, and the folds of his robe behind him seemed to conceal an entire abyss. Although this legendary Asura of the Ninja World was slightly hunched, the oppressive aura emanating from his every move made the air in the entire room seem to freeze.
"I never expected Lord Madara to come for our wedding. Tianying and I would like to Tian Uguisu you a toast." Tsubasa gently placed the wine glass on the weathered wooden table. The wine rippled in the glass, reflecting Madara's wrinkled yet still angular face. "Back then, you and Lord Hashirama founded Konoha together, and that achievement is now written into the textbooks of the Konoha Ninja Academy."
Madara raised his wine glass, the amber liquid lingering on his lips. "You've accomplished quite a bit since becoming Hokage. Developing Konoha to its current size is truly remarkable! Using Ninjutsu for public works projects, using Rune Sealing Jutsu and Puppet Mechanics Jutsu for scientific research... Hmm... Interesting, indeed very interesting." He suddenly turned to his disciple, Tian Uguisu, standing beside Tsubasa, and said, "However, more than these empty gestures, I'm more interested in—just how much real skill does Hashirama's disciple possess? Uguisu-chan, fight him with all your might!"
Tian Uguisu clutched the cuffs of her wedding dress, the silk embroidered with twin lotus blossoms soaked with cold sweat. Yesterday at home, Tian Muyan had told her, "You, as Madara Uchiha's disciple, are marrying the Hokage Tsubasa, and then fighting him in Tsubasa battle—it all seems so strange and ridiculous. Madara Uchiha is really strange, acting like a child insisting on competing with the First Hokage." Tian Muyan's words still echoed in her ears. Now, facing those Sharingan filled with oppressive power, she felt as if an invisible hand was gripping her throat. "Master... Master, I... I'm only at the Super Kage Level, Tsubasa is at the Sage Level. The difference in strength between Tsubasa is too great..."
"The gap?" Madara Uchiha into laughter, sending dust flying from the beams. "Back when Hashirama Senju overwhelmed me with his Wood Release, I also felt there was a huge gap between us. But isn't the gap meant to be bridged?" He slammed his wine cup on the table, splashing wine onto Tian Uguisu's pale cheek. "You've studied Ninjutsu with your master for seven years, and you don't even have the courage to make a single move?"
Tsubasa suddenly stepped forward, blocking Tian Uguisu's path. The silver buckle on his wedding dress gleamed coldly in the candlelight. He raised a hand to wipe the wine stains from his wife's face, a familiar confident smile playing on his lips, " Lord Madara wants to see a real fight, why make things difficult for the little girl? How about..." He took out the Thunder God Sword from his spatial ring, its blade drawing Mars on the ground, "How about I play with you for a bit, so you can personally experience the strength of this disciple of Hashirama Senju!"
Madara's pupils contracted slightly, his long-sealed memories ripped open by the aura of the young man before him. Hashirama Senju had been the same, covered in blood yet laughing arrogantly. He stroked the Gunbai at his waist, his hoarse voice carrying a hint of approval. "Interesting. No wonder you're the current Hokage. But if you want to fight me, you'll need some leverage—tomorrow, we'll fight at the Valley of the End. If you can withstand a hundred moves from me without defeat, I'll tell you the ultimate secret of this world. Of course, if you lose, you'll have to hand over the Hokage position to Uguisu-chan."
Tsubasa laughed loudly, " Lord Madara, you're still as confident as ever. I will defeat you."
Looking at her husband's straight back, Tian Uguisu suddenly remembered the day she became his disciple. She had stood before Madara Uchiha in the same way, saying, "One day I will make the Shinobi World remember my name. I will stand at the pinnacle of the Shinobi World." At this moment, the moonlight shone through the carved window lattice, gilding his shoulders with silver, and gradually overlapped with the figure of her master Madara Uchiha, in her memory. They shared the same confidence and arrogance.
As Madara Uchiha gazed at the young Hokage before him, a genuine interest flickered in his Sharingan for the first time—perhaps the Shinobi World was truly about to be completely transformed because of him...
The following day, the stone statues in the Valley of the End gleamed coldly in the morning light. Madara Uchiha stood atop the thousand-ton statue's forehead, his robes fluttering in the wind. His crimson Sharingan intently at the figure on the opposite bank— the Third Hokage, Tenya, stood with one foot on top of the statue of Hashirama Senju, the Thunder God Sword Tsubasa slung across his waist, exuding an air of confident etherealness, showing no sign of the tension he was about to face in the great battle.
"Little brat, you're so confident, do you really think you can withstand a hundred of my moves?" Madara raised his hand, Hand Seals, a mocking smile playing on his lips. "Watch closely, this is the true Fire Style!" In Setsuna, he spewed out a sea of fire that blotted out the sky. Various fiery beasts rushed towards Tianyi from within the Tsubasa of fire. The intense heat distorted the air into ripples, turning the entire valley into a furnace. This sea of fire was truly earth-shattering.
Tsubasa chuckled and struck out with his palm, "Earth Release Rock Mountain!" A massive rock wall hundreds of meters high rose from the ground, like an impenetrable fortress, blocking all the flames. The flames collided with the rock wall, the intense heat turning it into molten lava that flowed down the rock face. Taking advantage of the moment, he leaped up, his ten fingers flying. " Water Release: Heavenly River Upside Down!" A torrential downpour suddenly descended from the clouds, the roar of the colliding water and fire sending rubble flying from the valley floor.
Madara's pupils contracted sharply, Sharingan blazed with light. "A mere trick!" He rapidly switched between sixty hand seals, causing the entire valley to tremble. Countless giant trees burst forth from the earth, their branches like ferocious tentacles reaching out to entwine Tsubasa. This technique, " Deep Forest Emergence," was once Hashirama Senju's signature move, yet Madara used it now. Tsubasa wasn't surprised, but as a disciple of the God of Shinobi, how could he allow Madara's Wood Release to humiliate him? Tianyi spun in Tsubasa air, his body radiating emerald light. " Wood Release: Deep Forest Emergence!"
The two Wood Release techniques collided with a deafening roar, the towering trees and emerald vines locked in a fierce battle. "I didn't expect Hashirama's disciple's Wood Release be so powerful," Madara thought with some appreciativeness. Suddenly, he raised his hand, forming Hand Seals and unleashing a shower of pollen. " Advent of a World of Flowering Trees! This pollen can even Nine-Tails to sleep for three days!" However, before his words had even finished, Tsubasa had already formed the "Hai" hand seal, and the Thunder God Sword at his waist automatically unsheathed, its blade wreathed in Spiritual Power, transforming into countless silver rays that shattered all the poisonous vines and pollen. The battle had only just begun.