Chapter 145: Big Cousin's dream is stranded again

"Clang!"

The fragile wooden door of Uchiha Madara's bedroom was like a decoration. Under Uchiha Gin's super strength, the door carved with the clan emblem was shattered by his palm. The broken door let out a miserable wail, fell heavily to the ground, and stirred up a cloud of dust.

"Hey, hey, hey! I told you not to be impulsive, Brother! Now everything is ruined!"

Uchiha Izuna, who couldn't stop him in time, saw this scene, covered his face with his hands, and felt great regret in his heart. This big cousin was too unreliable.

Ignoring Uchiha Izuna, who was heartbroken on the side, Uchiha Gin walked into Uchiha Madara's bedroom on his own, turning his head to look around the room where Big Cousin usually rested.

Although it was the room of the Clan Leader's son, it wasn't as luxurious as he had imagined. The bed wasn't made of golden nanmu, and the table wasn't made of yellow rosewood. Apart from being relatively spacious, it was no different from an ordinary family's.

Uchiha Madara, who was always in a combat outfit, was now wearing a loose dark blue robe, sitting cross-legged in the middle of the room.

"I already said, don't disturb me."

His custom-made red armor and sword were neatly placed in front of him. Hearing the voice of the person coming in, he slowly opened his eyes, and a trace of spirit flashed in his ink-colored pupils.

"Big Cousin? Are you planning to wash your hands of the world?"

Uchiha Gin didn't take Uchiha Madara's warning seriously. He immediately leaned over to Big Cousin's side, looked at the armor that had been wiped clean, raised an eyebrow, and said to the expressionless Big Cousin,

Uchiha Madara was a bit surprised to hear this, turned his head, looked at his cousin who usually didn't act like a normal person, and spoke slowly,

"Why would you think that?"

"Sigh~ you kid have been like this since you were young. You can't stand people behind you, and you can't hide things on your face."

"..."

Uchiha Gin sighed, patted Uchiha Madara on the shoulder, then sat opposite him, extended his finger to rub Big Cousin's brand-new armor, his eyes showing a playful look.

"Admitted defeat?"

Staring at Uchiha Madara, who had a cold expression and hollow eyes, for a long time, until the other's eyes became evasive, Uchiha Gin chuckled, his tone slightly provocative,

"I... I am indeed no match for Haxi Lama."

Hearing Uchiha Gin's mocking words, Uchiha Madara, who had always been proud, just wanted to refute a bit, but then recalled the awkward state of being pinched in the hand by the Great Buddha. After hesitating for a moment, he still admitted that his skills were indeed inferior to others, but even so, he still had to step on him,

"Even Father escaped back with serious injuries."

That's right, when Father came back, his face was full of blood. It was clear he had been slapped by that Great Buddha.

Old Uncle seriously injured?

Good, good, good. I knew that old guy didn't have a word of truth in his mouth. He dared to say anything for the sake of his image.

I was still thinking about writing his battle record into the Konoha Chronicles and bragging about it later. Now it seems it's better to keep it hidden; it's embarrassing to shake it out.

"Do you think you're inferior to that melon-headed brat?"

Uchiha Gin curled his lips, ranted about Old Uncle in his heart, and then asked Uchiha Madara again.

"Melon-headed? You mean Haxi Lama, right? He has changed his hairstyle now."

Thick eyebrows and big eyes, long hair fluttering, quite good-looking...

"I have fought him no less than a hundred times over the years, and I have always won more than I lost. I never felt I was worse than him in any way."

Uchiha Madara recalled the bits and pieces of these years. He remembered every move, every word, and every action of the opponent clearly.

"Then why are you so depressed this time?"

Uchiha Gin was a bit confused. They had been fighting for so many years, and he had only lost this once. Why was he so emo? It didn't look like Big Cousin's style?

"Actually, it's not just this time. In the recent few confrontations, I..."

Uchiha Madara raised his head, his furrowed brows could pinch a Nine-Tails to death, his tone filled with deep confusion,

"I haven't won a single time, and each time I lost faster than the last. This time, I was captured in a single encounter."

As if he had gathered all his courage, Uchiha Madara gritted his teeth and said, his mind full of memories of being hung up and beaten by a wooden man.

"I see. Is it because after that melon-headed brat learned that Jutsu, you haven't won?"

Uchiha Gin hammered his palm, suddenly enlightened,

Sure enough, Rome wasn't built in a day. Big Cousin's confidence was dismantled bit by bit by Haxi Lama's Great Wood Style.

"Yes, even though I have practiced with you and felt I had found a way to crack it, what I got in the end was even greater humiliation."

Uchiha Madara clenched his fists tightly, his eyes full of unwillingness. Clearly, he had already analyzed the optimal solution, but Haxi Lama could always pull out new things every time.

Just like that tall and towering Arhat a few days ago, it rubbed his confidence on the ground repeatedly.

No, my stupid little brother, my Wood Style was just playing with you. For a serious person, first, use Flower Tree Forest to pave the ground, and then summon a Wood Human in an attack state.

If you dare to open Susanoo to resist, the opponent will directly use the Magic Card - Sage Mode and give you a full-screen AOE True Several Thousand Hands, beating you until your cousin doesn't recognize you with thousands of slaps.

What else are you fighting for? Just join them~

"Sigh~ the responsibility lies with Cousin. It was my Wood Style that gave you the illusion that you could defeat that melon-headed brat. Next time I will definitely work hard to make you feel at home."

Uchiha Gin didn't expect that because of his own water-releasing behavior, Big Cousin had the illusion that he could fight against Wood Style Haxi Lama at this stage. It was a sin.

"It's all in the past. I've already let it go."

Uchiha Madara closed his eyes, looking like he had let go, and said lightly,

"Although Father is in his prime, Izuna, you must not forget, you must practice well. The future of the Uchiha clan is handed to you."

"Huh?"

Uchiha Izuna, who was kneeling on the side and wandering in his mind, suddenly heard what Big Brother said and was speechless for a while. Is Big Brother planning to lie flat and rot?

"Don't! Little brother, you can't just give up like this. Your lag is only temporary. Who knows what the future will be like."

Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west. If you outlive that kid Senju Hashirama, you win!

"In the last battle, I could already feel the gap between us. It's not something that can be made up by training."

Uchiha Madara was very moved by Uchiha Gin's encouragement, but when he fought Haxi Lama last time, that deep sense of powerlessness created a demonic barrier in his heart.

Constant self-questioning in his heart made him start to doubt whether he could really lead the Uchiha clan to prosper in the Land of Fire.

Tsk! It's troublesome. Big Cousin's cheat hasn't gone online yet, and Senju Hashirama's version has updated ahead of him, beating him until he's almost autistic with Wood Style.

It seems the eye-opening plan must be implemented immediately to let Big Cousin regain his confidence and restore his male prestige!

"Big Cousin, actually I have a way..."

Uchiha Gin opened his mouth to persuade, but was interrupted by Uchiha Madara waving his hand,

"Cousin, don't waste your breath. My mind is made up. You guys go."

After saying that, Uchiha Madara closed his eyes like an old monk in meditation.

"Big Brother!"

Seeing that Uchiha Gin's appearance didn't work, Uchiha Izuna jumped up in a hurry. He didn't want to take on such a heavy burden at such a young age. It would be fine to let Big Brother and Big Cousin carry it when the sky fell. He just wanted to slack off.

"Don't say anymore, Izuna."

Uchiha Gin raised his hand to stop the manic little cousin and shook his head, signaling him not to be anxious.

Then he turned his head, stared at the expressionless Uchiha Madara, looked him up and down, and until he caught a glimpse of a fan placed at Big Cousin's feet, a flash of realization crossed his eyes. No wonder there were rhythmic footsteps in the room. It turned out he was practicing this!

"Big Cousin, is that a dance fan?"

Uchiha Gin pointed to the fan at Uchiha Madara's feet and asked,

"It's just an ordinary fan for cooling off. The weather has been a bit hot recently."

Uchiha Madara opened his eyes upon hearing this, kicked the fan aside with his foot, his tone a bit unnatural.

"Oh~~~ so it's for cooling off?"

Uchiha Gin's eyes were full of teasing, the corners of his mouth curled into a devilish arc, and he said anxiously,

"Phew~~~"

Because Uchiha Gin had dismantled the bedroom door, the cold wind outside blew in, and the three people present shivered at the same time. The scene instantly went cold.

"Hehe, it seems Big Cousin hasn't forgotten his childhood dream. Then Cousin wishes your dream comes true. I will definitely bring the old and young of the clan to cheer for you then!"

Uchiha Gin smiled and stood up, pulled Uchiha Izuna, who was still confused, and walked out.

"Wait..."

Uchiha Madara showed a strange look, as if a battle between heaven and man was going on in his heart. His cold face turned blue and white for a while, and finally, he couldn't hold it in anymore and spoke slowly.

"Cousin! I feel like I can do it again!"

"Really?"

Uchiha Gin turned his head, his eyes full of teasing, and asked for confirmation,

"Absolutely true! It's just a mere Haxi Lama. Next time I will definitely cut his big wood under my horse!"

Uchiha Madara picked up the sword he had placed in front of him, drew the blade, and for a moment, cold light shot everywhere. He swung it a few times, the wind of the blade was sharp, and he promised with certainty.

It seems Big Cousin's dream of being a soy sauce maker is going to be stranded again.

Uchiha Gin nodded with satisfaction, looked at the energetic Big Cousin, and gave him the highest affirmation,

"Good! Very spirited!"

"I'm going to practice now!"

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Although he was coerced, since he had already said it, Uchiha Madara didn't want to continue to be decadent.

When he walked to the door, he turned his head and looked at Uchiha Gin and Izuna, who were high-fiving behind him. The corners of Uchiha Madara's frozen mouth curled up slightly, a look of determination rose in his eyes, and he thought to himself,

For the sake of the family who loves me, I can't lose anymore.

Just wait, Haxi Lama! I will also prove to you that what I carry is no less than what you carry!

When I, Uchiha Madara, return as a king, I will also hold you in my palm and humiliate you at will to avenge the hatred in my heart!

"Wait~ Big Cousin, where are you going to practice?"

Tsk! Just by practicing alone like this, when will your cheat go online? Why don't you come to Cousin's bowl quickly, and I'll take you to open a Gundam and take you to fly~

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 146 =====