Chapter 201: This Atmosphere, You Dare to Resurrect on the Spot?

A thunderous roar resounded in the ears of everyone present; the source of the sound was the black speck in the sky.

"Father?"

Uchiha Madara wore an expression of utter confusion, like the Nick Young meme.

"Father!"

Uchiha Izuna, being a little fanboy of his father, was filled with joy.

As the black speck in the sky descended, its form grew larger while gradually being cloaked in a silver-gray mantle.

As the silver-gray figure fell faster and faster, everyone on the ground simultaneously felt a powerful gust of wind rushing toward them.

"It's too late!"

Hashirama Senju also realized who was falling from the sky, but having been locked onto, he had nowhere to hide and could only brace himself; he immediately controlled the Arhat giant to raise its hands, meeting the silver-gray figure descending from the sky.

"Whoosh! Boom!"

A violent sonic boom rang out, rupturing the eardrums of those present, and blood began to trickle from their ears.

"Crack!"

The next second, Uchiha Madara and Uchiha Izuna, who had just been shrouded in the gloom of the wooden figure, forgot to close their gaping mouths; the Arhat wooden figure, which they had deemed invincible, had actually been struck by the silver-gray figure descending from the sky, causing half of its body to be obliterated.

"That was close!"

At the critical moment, utilizing his mastery of the Body Replacement Jutsu, Hashirama Senju barely managed to dodge this earth-shattering blow.

"Hoo! Swish!"

Wood chips rained down from the sky; Uchiha Madara and his brother instinctively covered their faces with their hands to prevent being disfigured by the wooden branches carried in the shockwave.

The silver-gray giant looked at the Arhat wooden figure, which had been beaten beyond recognition by the gravitational acceleration he had utilized, and nodded with satisfaction.

The entrance Gin had set up was indeed not bad; it fit his style both in and out of the play.

"Madara, Izuna, are you two alright?"

The silver-gray giant slowly turned his head, his eyes, shaped like goose eggs, calm yet majestic; after locating Uchiha Madara and Uchiha Izuna, a familiar voice resonated from within his body.

"Father! Big Cousin was killed by them!"

With emotions like a roller coaster, Uchiha Izuna, who was the first to recover, cried out to Uchiha Tajima inside the Susanoo with tears in his eyes.

"What! Gin is dead?"

As a special guest, Uchiha Tajima knew he couldn't show any flaws, otherwise, he would definitely be mocked by his eldest nephew upon returning.

So, he glared with wide eyes, the cold aura on his body rising steadily, the shuriken in his eyes slowly rotating, and he looked at the silent Uchiha Madara beside him, asking coldly,

"Madara, what exactly happened?"

"That's right, Father, Hashirama Senju ambushed Cousin."

Uchiha Madara, eyes filled with hatred, stared fixedly at Hashirama Senju and Tobirama Senju, who were on guard in the distance, and gritted his teeth as he briefly summarized the sequence of events.

Hearing Uchiha Madara's words, Uchiha Tajima leaned his body to one side, reached out to steady himself on the Susanoo, and closed his eyes, trembling slightly as if suppressing extreme grief in his heart.

No! I really want to laugh; Uchiha Tajima, you must hold it in, you cannot give yourself away in front of the children.

"Hoo~ It seems you haven't learned your lesson from last time."

Barely suppressing the other emotions in his heart, Uchiha Tajima slowly opened his eyes, his scarlet pupils staring fixedly at Hashirama Senju and Tobirama Senju, and he said slowly,

"Who gave you the courage?"

"Wood Style: Wood Human Jutsu!"

Hearing Uchiha Tajima's interrogation, Hashirama Senju's eyes were filled with visible fear; he tremblingly clapped his hands together, preparing to perform his final act.

The classic Arhat wooden figure returned to the stage once again; as a model worker, its wooden-carved face carried a hint of subtle bitterness.

Sigh~ Can these guys let me rest for a while? A wooden figure is a person too!

"Big Brother! You are no match for Uchiha Tajima!"

Tobirama Senju also looked fearful, and watching the naturally imposing Uchiha Tajima, he shouted to Hashirama Senju with chattering teeth.

"There's no other way, Tobirama, the opponent is the invincible God of War—Uchiha Tajima. I will cover you, hurry and escape! From now on, you are the clan leader."

Hashirama Senju wore a troubled expression, standing on top of the Arhat wooden figure, straining his throat and using all his might to recite the pre-arranged lines word for word.

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Uchiha Madara was stunned upon hearing the conversation between the Senju brothers; was this still the Hashirama he knew?

How did he become such a sycophant?

Could it be that someone else is impersonating him?

Doubt is doubt, but a person's chakra signature cannot be faked; the Hashirama before him was definitely the real one.

"Father, Banzai!"

Uchiha Izuna didn't have so many complicated thoughts; seeing his father reach his peak the moment he appeared, and the arrogant Senju brat from before now looking like he was facing a formidable enemy, his sense of pride exploded, and he immediately waved his fists to cheer for Uchiha Tajima, shouting,

"Avenge Big Cousin!"

"Boom!"

The silver-gray giant waved his hand to sever the giant wooden dragon coming toward him, flapped the wings on his back, and dashed toward the Arhat wooden figure, the long blade growing from his hand gleaming brightly.

With a loud bang, the two massive figures clashed, and the giant-scale battle, which made the others present envious, began once again.

"Cough, cough... Uncle, take it easy. Although I'm a clone, I still have human rights."

In the gap between the two giants' close-quarters brawl, Hashirama Senju, with a bitter expression, complained to the gleeful Uchiha Tajima.

"After the clone is dispelled later, the main body will also suffer these injuries!"

"It's fine, it's just a minor injury; Gin will surely be able to endure it without changing his expression."

Uchiha Tajima, who was enjoying the fight, wore an "it's all according to plan" expression, his movements not losing any intensity; the giant blade hacking into the wooden figure left a hole with every strike, making Hashirama Senju miserable.

"Senju brat! Take this big sword of mine!"

Uchiha Tajima was having a blast.

"Ahhh~~~"

Hashirama Senju screamed in cooperation.

"So, the clan leader really participated in this?"

Uchiha Jiri watched the two giants in the heat of battle with a blank expression, then lowered her head to ask Uchiha Gin, who was acting as a corpse.

"That goes without saying; if it weren't for Uncle's approval, how would I dare to treat my two cousins like this?"

Uchiha Gin's lazy voice echoed in the girl's mind; since it was already exposed, it wouldn't hurt to let the girl understand a little more of the darkness of adulthood.

"The conversation just now?"

The girl's eyelids twitched as she listened to the conversation between Uchiha Tajima and Hashirama Senju; it was truly too out of character.

"Hehe, not bad, right! That was a script I racked my brains to come up with after several minutes of effort; Uncle is very satisfied."

Puffing out his chest proudly, Uchiha Gin was full of confidence in his profound screenwriting skills; if he hadn't transmigrated, his wall would have been filled with Oscar statuettes long ago.

"Heh."

The girl didn't say much more; the simple word said everything she was thinking.

"When will this farce end?"

Uchiha Jiri watched the silver-gray giant pull out a light shield; knowing the plot development, she really couldn't watch anymore. Every point in this script was rotten to perfection, leaving one unable to find any highlights.

"Let me see, almost there!"

Uchiha Gin took out the script; although it was only three pages long, Uchiha Gin still read it carefully page by page with great solemnity. When he turned to the last page, he compared it to the scene and said with a smile.

"Boom!"

Hashirama Senju's wooden figure urged several wooden dragons to charge at Uchiha Tajima, but they were all blocked by the light shield in the opponent's hand. Watching the energy gauge on the shield about to explode, Uchiha Gin felt a chill in his heart.

It's coming!

"Senju brat, you actually dare to ambush my nephew; prepare to be buried with him!"

Uchiha Tajima raised the fully charged light shield, and after a brief pause, a five-colored beam of light shot out from the shield, carrying a thick aura of chakra; everything in its path was completely annihilated.

"Big Brother!"

Tobirama Senju shouted, his speed reaching its limit, and he instantly flashed forward to save Hashirama Senju, who was standing dazed on the wooden figure.

"Bang!"

The five-colored beam of light hit the wooden figure with the bitter face directly; as its body was annihilated, a hint of relief appeared on the wooden figure's honest face.

Sigh~ Finally off work!

"Cough, cough, cough... As expected of Uchiha Tajima, I, Hashirama Senju, am willing to call you the strongest."

Clutching his chest in a sorry state, Hashirama Senju, panting heavily, spoke his final line.

"Hmph, go to the underworld and repent to Gin!"

Hearing this line, Uchiha Tajima's heated brain instantly cleared; looking at Hashirama Senju, who kept winking at him, his forward pace suddenly slowed.

Uchiha Madara, who had already thought victory was in his grasp, was about to speak his mind when he saw the giant controlled by his father, the silver-gray figure, begin to flicker.

"Ugh, bleh!"

In his confusion, his sharp eyes saw his father, standing within the Susanoo, actually beginning to vomit blood, and the bloody tears in his eyes had already smeared his gaunt face.

"Father!"

Uchiha Madara's heart tightened, and he hurriedly ran toward the battlefield; on the way, he suddenly heard a cunning voice.

"Big Brother! It seems that Uchiha Tajima isn't doing so well?"

Tobirama Senju supported the weak Hashirama Senju, his expression thoughtful, while his other hand moved toward the ninja tool pouch at his waist, beginning to fumble around.

"How dare you!"

Uchiha Madara made a prompt decision, holding his sword to protect Uchiha Tajima, who had already dispelled his Susanoo, his scarlet eyes filled with vigilance.

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"Fine, I understand."

Just as Tobirama Senju pulled out a kunai, Hashirama Senju reached out to stop his restless younger brother and shook his head.

Hashirama Senju looked at the guarded Madara Uchiha with an inexplicable emotion in his dark eyes, and the atmosphere on the field instantly became strange.

In the end, neither side left any words behind; Tobirama Senju supported Hashirama Senju as they retreated, disappearing into the deep forest on the opposite bank of the Nanhechuanhe, just as they had six years ago.

Madara Uchiha was incomparably conflicted, his inner emotions tangled and complex, and for a moment he could not sort them out, so he could only watch helplessly as the other side withdrew.

"Father!"

Madara Uchiha, who was in silence, was pulled back to reality by his younger brother's voice, and he hurriedly turned to go and check.

"Cough, cough... It really was too much of a strain after all."

The "weak" Tian Dao coughed a few times, closed his eyes, and sighed slightly.

"Father, your body?"

Although Madara Uchiha was not proficient in medical arts, the weak appearance of Tian Dao at this moment certainly did not look fake; he wiped the bloodstains from his face and asked cautiously.

"Hoo~ these are all side effects of the Mangekyo Sharingan; I will be fine after resting for a period of time."

Tian Dao struggled to prop himself up and said in a weak tone.

"Where is Gin?"

"Wuwuwu, the body of our eldest cousin is right over there, and Zhi Li has been guarding it the whole time."

As soon as Uchiha Gin was mentioned, Izuna Uchiha immediately burst into tears, sobbing as he pointed toward Uchiha Zhi Li in the distance.

"Help me over there."

Tian Dao commanded, and upon hearing this, Madara Uchiha silently helped his father up and walked toward the direction of Uchiha Gin's "corpse."

"Wuwuwu, eldest cousin~ you died so miserably!"

Izuna Uchiha, who had come along, saw the "miserably dead" Uchiha Gin and wailed out loud.

Madara Uchiha also hung his head and stood motionless at the side, yet Uchiha Zhi Li was able to see a streak of water pass by from a tricky angle.

"Gin! You died so miserably; I never imagined that I would have to endure the white-haired sending off the black-haired."

Tian Dao's clumsy acting could only deceive the two brothers, Madara Uchiha and Izuna Uchiha, who were mired in immense grief.

Uchiha Zhi Li, standing to the side, had her eyelids twitching incessantly, and the corners of her mouth could not stop twitching wildly; the surging amusement in her heart was almost impossible to suppress, causing the girl's delicate little face to turn bright red.

"Little Zhi Li, don't hold it in; if you want to cry, just cry out loud."

Izuna Uchiha looked up and consoled Uchiha Zhi Li, whose face was puffed up like a bun.

Look at how heartbroken the child is; her face has even turned red from holding it in.

Feeling such a sorrowful atmosphere, Uchiha Zhi Li dove into the mental space and issued a soul-searching question to Uchiha Gin, who was feeling pleased with himself.

"Hoo~ Mr. Gin, have you thought about how to wrap this up?"

(End of this chapter)