Chapter 158: The Wood Release Great Tentacle Jutsu

Uchiha Gin, having been sent off by Uchiha Tajima with a breezy "we'll see how you perform," walked through the courtyard corridor with a melancholy look on his face.

"Hikari, do you have any objections?"

He sighed, stuffed the map into the bag behind him, and turned his head to ask Uchiha Hikari, who was quietly following behind him, in a soft voice.

"As long as I am with Gin, I am fine with anything."

The young girl fanned her flushed, stiflingly hot face; due to the scorching summer heat and having been wrapped in a cloak for too long, she was feeling a bit dizzy, and her lovely face radiated an alluring rosy glow.

"It really is too hot. I'll take you to get some ice later."

Uchiha Gin, dressed in a short shirt, felt his whole body burning with heat, let alone the girl wearing a cloak. Suddenly remembering a shop run by an acquaintance, he made a promise to her.

Upon hearing this, Uchiha Hikari's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly, and she nodded at Uchiha Gin with a smile on her lips.

Just as the two were talking, a figure that had been waiting for a long time slowly walked out from the corner of the corridor ahead.

"Oh, big cousin, is something the matter?"

Uchiha Gin, who saw at a glance that the other party was waiting for him, reached out his hand and greeted the cold-faced Uchiha Madara enthusiastically.

"I want to see that ninjutsu of yours."

Uchiha Madara, who was not good at small talk, got straight to the point with Uchiha Gin, his icy face written with an air that brooked no refusal.

"Tsk, it's not impossible, but..."

Uchiha Gin knew he couldn't escape it, but he couldn't be a sparring partner for his big cousin for nothing, so he rolled his dull, dead-fish eyes and said slowly and methodically,

"I agree!"

Uchiha Gin's conditions were nothing more than eating, drinking, and listening to music at the pleasure houses; Uchiha Madara, long accustomed to this, agreed without a second thought.

Fine, I just like making friends with rich people like you.

Uchiha Gin raised an eyebrow upon hearing this and gestured for the other party to lead the way.

The three arrived at the training ground in the mansion. The little cousin who had been dragged away earlier was now lying on the ground like a dead dog, gasping for breath. Seeing the group arrive, he was so scared that he immediately closed his eyes and played dead.

"Hey, Izuna is still growing; don't make him train taijutsu every single day! What if it stunts his growth?"

Uchiha Gin looked at the messy training ground and the little cousin lying flat like a corpse, shaking his head and saying with a pained expression.

Hearing this, a hint of warmth flashed in the eyes of the little cousin playing dead; there really were still good people in this world.

"In the gaps between taijutsu training, you should do more targeted genjutsu training. A genius of the Uchiha clan cannot be lopsided. You must take care of both body and spirit; you must grasp both, and both must be strong. That is the scientific way to train."

Uchiha Gin gave his big cousin some earnest advice. Hearing these insightful words, Uchiha Madara couldn't help but have his eyes light up, and the look he gave the fallen Izuna became increasingly dangerous.

That's right! Izuna was too superstitious about his own Sharingan. If he encountered someone who knew how to use their brain, wouldn't he be easily handled?

Izuna, lying on the ground, shuddered all over and gave a violent jolt, a feeling of extreme foreboding rising in his heart.

"Come on, let me see how your ninjutsu differs from Hashirama's!"

Returning to the battle, Uchiha Madara was worthy of being the "Ghost of the Uchiha" of later generations. He looked at Uchiha Gin with a wicked, arrogant expression, brandishing the wooden training sword in his hand, looking every bit full of fighting spirit.

"Sigh, I really can't do anything about you. I'll only let you see it once, okay?"

Uchiha Gin curled his lips helplessly. To keep his big cousin from delaying him and Hikari from getting ice, he clapped his hands together. His aura shifted, and he channeled a small amount of chakra. As a pale green light emerged from his hands, the expression of Uchiha Madara, who was standing by in full battle readiness, changed.

This kind of power was exactly the same as Hashirama's—no, wait, his cousin's pressure was even stronger.

"Come!"

Uchiha Madara did not show any fear, and his own aura began to climb. His cold, dark chakra seemed as if it were about to materialize. As he pointed his wooden sword, it turned into a sharp blade that entangled with the aura coming from Uchiha Gin.

"I'm coming in~ bottom of the prison!"

Thick branches burst out from the ground, sweeping rapidly toward Uchiha Madara. The flexible, tentacle-like branches coiled toward his big cousin, who was still on guard, from every angle.

As expected!

Looking at the familiar ninjutsu before him, a sense of gloom rose in Uchiha Madara's heart; the humiliation from a while ago seemed to reappear before his eyes.

Uchiha Madara and Senju Hashirama had been at each other's throats on the battlefield for years, and their strength had always been evenly matched.

However, after Uchiha Madara awakened his Three-Tomoe Sharingan, he had a slight tendency to suppress Senju Hashirama. But this situation hadn't lasted long before Senju Hashirama actually awakened a new power.

It was the ninjutsu Uchiha Gin was using right now, called Wood Release. The trees spawned by this bizarre ninjutsu were both offensive and defensive; not only could they regenerate infinitely, but they could also absorb the chakra of those entangled. Once caught, one could only wait for death.

His own Fire Release, which he took such pride in, was simply no match for Senju Hashirama's Wood Release. Having tasted the bitterness a few times, Uchiha Madara had been on the losing end in subsequent clashes, so frustrated that he had developed a mental block.

Facing the oncoming wooden branches, Uchiha Madara was not overly panicked. Having fought against Wood Release several times, he had his own way of dealing with such moves.

He performed hand seals with one hand, and his eyes instantly turned scarlet. With the aid of the Sharingan, he could see every wooden branch from every angle. Relying on his extremely fast movement, he dodged one branch after another and lunged forward, attempting to directly take out Uchiha Gin, the caster.

"Is this the countermeasure you came up with?"

Uchiha Gin watched the wooden sword inches away, unperturbed. He curled his lips, increased the chakra in his hands slightly, and said,

"I don't know if that Senju brat went easy on you, but engaging in close-quarters combat with a Wood Release ninja is really not a good choice."

Not expecting Uchiha Gin, who was about to be defeated by him, to say such a thing, Uchiha Madara, feeling a bit annoyed, increased the force of his downward slash, wanting to teach his big-talking cousin a lesson.

Just as the wooden sword was about to strike Uchiha Gin's curly head, several thick, thorny wooden branches shot out from his body, stabbing toward Uchiha Madara—who was in the recovery animation of his basic attack—at high speed.

【Wood Release: Explosive Spear Jutsu】

Multiple wooden vines and branches extend from the body, instantly growing into large trees to swallow the enemy. This is a powerful Wood Release jutsu that combines offense and defense; it is not only capable of defense but also possesses astonishing offensive capabilities.

Uchiha Madara was greatly alarmed and twisted his body forcefully, trying to dodge the strike, but he was caught dead-on by the sky-filling branches. The seemingly hard wooden branches, under Uchiha Gin's deliberate control, became very soft, like octopus tentacles, tightly binding his big cousin who had been looking so arrogant just a moment ago.

"Let go of me!"

For the first time, a look of terror appeared on Uchiha Madara's icy face. When Hashirama caught him, he would always chat and use "Talk no Jutsu," but this Uchiha Gin didn't play by the rules.

He could now feel his chakra being rapidly drained away by these tentacles, but that was not the real reason for his terror.

"Hehehe, didn't expect Wood Release to have this kind of use, did you?"

Uchiha Gin manipulated the soft, tentacle-like wooden branches, which burrowed into Uchiha Madara's clothes and began searching for holes against his skin. This sensation scared Uchiha Madara, who was naturally sensitive, into a pale, greenish complexion, and he subconsciously clenched his sphincter to prevent losing his chastity.

"Oh? Oh! Oh~~~"

Watching this 18+ scene, Uchiha Hikari and Uchiha Izuna, who were watching from the sidelines, both had expressions of their worldviews being shattered. Especially Izuna; seeing his most respected big brother being humiliated like this, as his own flesh and blood, his whole body went rigid.

And Uchiha Hikari, who had never seen such a stimulating scene, didn't know if it was because of the heat, but her cute little face turned bright red, and her slightly parted mouth couldn't help but let out gasps of "oh, oh, oh" in astonishment.

"I surrender! I surrender!"

Uchiha Madara felt a few disobedient wooden branches moving along highly suspicious trajectories. Between dignity and chastity, he, who had always valued his reputation, finally chose to bow his head.

"Huh? That's it?"

His big cousin surrendered after just this little bit of stimulation? How would he be able to pilot a Gundam and have a man-to-man duel with Senju Hashirama's Wood Golem in the future?

Thinking about the future, where his big cousin would have to clash with Senju Hashirama for such a long time, Uchiha Gin hurriedly waved his hand to withdraw the Wood Release tentacles. If he accidentally gave Uchiha Madara some kind of Wood Release psychological trauma, causing him to clench his butt every time he saw Senju Hashirama's Wood Release in the future and lose his combat effectiveness on the spot, wouldn't he be the eternal sinner of the Uchiha clan?

"Are you okay? Are you okay? I'm just a beginner at this, cousin, I didn't control my strength well. Don't take it to heart, big cousin."

Uchiha Gin looked at Uchiha Madara, who had fallen to the ground, with a sincere expression, as if everything that had just happened hadn't come from his own hands.

"This Wood Release of yours, why is it not the same style as Hashirama's?"

Uchiha Madara, his face pale and blue, caught his breath, forced himself up, felt the near-depleted chakra in his body and the inexplicable tingling sensation all over, and said stiffly through gritted teeth.

"Hehe, in terms of lethality, who do you think is stronger, me or that brat from the Senju clan?"

Uchiha Gin asked shamelessly; he, the bootleg version, was determined to crash into the original today.

"Uh, in terms of physical lethality, your jutsu is slightly inferior to Hashirama's, but..."

Uchiha Madara was actually seriously comparing the two's Wood Release, which made Uchiha Gin, who had been teasing him, cast a sidelong glance; this big cousin was actually quite dense.

"But what?"

"I think your Wood Release is more suitable for interrogation; it could shine in the field of interrogation."

Uchiha Madara recalled the feeling of the Wood Release tentacles brushing against his body and immediately broke out in a cold sweat, his entire body involuntarily beginning to contract.

After all, Uchiha Gin's Wood Release tentacles could grow larger or smaller, fitting any size.

Hearing Uchiha Madara's objective evaluation, Uchiha Gin became even more determined about his future career planning. After finishing this mission, he would just stay in the dungeon and never leave.

"Hehe, I said it, I, Uchiha Gin, am suited to work in the dungeon for the rest of my life!"

That girl on Douyin ruined me! I can't stop scrolling~

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(End of chapter)