Chapter 210

Early in the morning, a figure stepped through the first rays of dawn, swiftly crossing the dense jungle, treading on the early spring greenery, and finally landing by a winding river.

"Phew~ I really missed this!"

Over a dozen years had passed in a flash. The boy of the past had grown into an adult, but the stream of the Naka River still flowed murmuringly, unchanged by the passage of time.

"I didn't expect the Senju clan to have pushed the front line to this point. It seems the eldest cousin and the others really can't hold on much longer."

Uchiha Gin squatted down, stirred the cold river water, then raised his head to look at the towering Arhat Wood Human not far away, sighing in his heart with a touch of melancholy in his eyes.

The Naka River was only a dozen kilometers away from the Uchiha clan's territory. The aftermath of the massive battle between Uchiha Madara and Senju Hashirama could be clearly heard within the territory. The ordinary clan members living there were worried all day long, and the merchants who had lingered in the Uchiha territory had long since fled at the news. Now, the entire Uchiha territory was filled with a sense of desolation.

"Sigh~ I hope that after this performance is over, I can see the gates of Konoha~"

Cheering himself up, Uchiha Gin stood up, stretched his muscles, and his salted fish eyes took on a rare look of seriousness. He clapped his hands together, separated a wooden branch from his body, and it landed, transforming into a Wood Clone.

"Ha~ Original, I want to play Uncle. Can I just go up and die directly?"

The forcibly awakened Wood Clone received the information in his mind immediately. As a tool man without insurance or benefits, he expressed reasonable dissatisfaction with the original's exploitation and immediately raised his hand to indicate that he could at most accept playing the role of Uchiha Tian Dao, who just kicks the bucket.

"No, I will play Uncle, and you go play the white-haired guy. I'm afraid that if you get stabbed, you'll just dispel the clone."

Uchiha Gin shook his head and arranged the roles. He didn't want any mishaps in his final performance of the Warring States period.

"Hehe, clones have no human rights, right?"

The clone scoffed at this explanation. With his level, how could he make such a low-level mistake?

"Don't BB!"

"Fine, fine, fine~"

The clone rolled his eyes helplessly, formed hand seals with one hand, and used the Transformation Technique. The Wood Clone was wrapped in emerald green wooden branches. The next moment, the branches fell off, and a familiar white-haired figure appeared in place, opening his scarlet eyes and looking at the original with a sour expression.

"Yes, yes, yes, that expression is very vivid."

Watching the clone's perfect performance, Uchiha Gin couldn't help but applaud. Then, he also performed the same Transformation Technique, changing into the weathered Uchiha Tian Dao. His tiger eyes were slightly open, and the pressure radiating from his body was maxed out.

"Have you memorized the script?"

Uchiha Gin, transformed into Uncle, looked at the reluctant 'Senju Tobirama' and asked with a frown,

"I'll handle it, don't worry, just follow the script."

In the face of major issues, the Wood Clone temporarily put aside his dissatisfaction and nodded seriously,

"Good! Let's go~"

Everything was ready, and all that was missing was the east wind. Uchiha Gin looked at the two giants collapsing in the distance and waved his hand.

The good show is about to begin~

At the very center of the Uchiha and Senju battlefield, the members of both clans tacitly gave way to their respective clan leaders to provide a stage for the battle. In the huge open space, giant rocks were ground into debris, large trees were uprooted, deep pits of various sizes covered the entire field, and the dust stirred up by the air waves was dozens of meters high. Two giants that blocked out the sky were slowly collapsing.

"Hashirama!"

"Madara!"

Two sharp figures leaped down from the tops of the giants. Uchiha Madara brandished his war fan and charged excitedly toward Senju Hashirama opposite him, while the other side was not afraid at all, raising his wide-bladed giant sword, which was as tall as a person, to meet his former best friend.

"Clang! ~~~"

Only a violent metallic sound was heard, and a huge wave was stirred up in the field again, making the ordinary clan members who came to support shrink back.

"Retreat quickly, this is not a battle you can participate in."

A golden light suddenly flashed in front of the Senju clan members. In the blink of an eye, a figure wearing indigo armor blocked their only path. Senju Tobirama, who had arrived at the scene relying on the Flying Thunder God, was panting slightly, his hanging hands trembling slightly. After standing firm, he turned his head, his scarlet eyes filled with thick deterrence, and he spoke to stop the clan members from making meaningless sacrifices.

On the other side, Uchiha Izuna, who arrived late, first glared hatefully at Senju Tobirama, who had fled the battle when fighting him, and then shouted to the red-eyed clan members,

"Don't disturb Big Brother's battle!"

After saying that, Uchiha Izuna mocked Senju Tobirama not far away,

"Stinky white-haired guy, did your dead father only teach you how to run away?"

"Damn it! The naturally evil Uchiha!"

The current Senju Tobirama was far from the calm and composed version of the future. Facing his arch-enemy, he gritted his teeth, drew a long sword with nicks, looked at his beloved sword, which was covered in scars, with some heartache, curled his fingers slightly, and disappeared from the spot instantly.

"Hmph! Coming to tickle me again?"

Seeing the other side suddenly disappear, Uchiha Izuna, who knew Senju Tobirama's methods like the back of his hand, snorted coldly, simultaneously activating his Mangekyo Sharingan, scanning the surroundings vigilantly, waiting for the other side's attack.

Just as Uchiha Izuna was scanning left and right, Senju Tobirama arched his back and suddenly appeared under his ribs, brandishing the long sword in his hand, which was covered with bursts of azure chakra, and stabbed toward the flaw under his armpit without hesitation.

"Clang! ~~"

Only a muffled sound was heard. Although the feeling in his hand told him he had hit the target, Senju Tobirama was still frowning, because he clearly perceived the powerful vitality radiating from Uchiha Izuna's body, and the hand holding the sword was also shaken in pain by the strange power fed back.

"Hmm~ This is the how many-th time? Why don't you ever learn?"

Uchiha Izuna's teasing voice rang in his ears. Senju Tobirama, whose heart tightened, immediately used the Flying Thunder God to return to the original spot, looking at his arch-enemy, who was unscathed, with a furrowed brow,

"Snap~"

The next moment, he, who was frowning, suddenly heard the wailing of the long sword in his hand. Looking down, the sword that hadn't followed him for long actually split from the middle, broke into several pieces, and fell to the ground.

"Damn it! If you have the guts, take off that strange armor of yours."

Senju Tobirama gritted his teeth, threw the remaining hilt aside, his scarlet eyes filled with tangible anger,

"Are you sick?"

Uchiha Izuna, wearing his thorn-mail armor, curled his lips, pointed at his own head with his finger, and asked,

"Phew~ I must research a divine sword capable of piercing all things. When that time comes, I'll stab this turtle into a sieve!"

Rubbing his sore wrists and looking at the smug Uchiha Izuna, Senju Tobirama, who had been eating humble pie for several years, secretly swore in his heart that he must create an armor-piercing weapon.

"Hey hey hey, Original, Original, Senju Tobirama is still at the scene, how are we supposed to perform?"

On a small hill not far from where the few were fighting, the lying-down 'Senju Tobirama' looked at the main character, who was bickering with the little cousin, with a headache, and helplessly put a question mark in the chat group in the mental space.

"Tsk! Who would have thought that this kid wouldn't properly drag Senju Tobirama away and would run to the main battlefield to join the fun."

Uchiha Gin also had a headache about the little brother and Senju Tobirama who appeared outside the plan. Sure enough, after putting the 'Despair' two-piece set on this kid, he had become a bit arrogant.

According to Uncle's intelligence, there were two battlefields today, quite far apart: the main battlefield of the eldest cousin and Senju Hashirama, and the secondary battlefield of the little cousin and Senju Tobirama. Logically speaking, the two sides shouldn't interfere, but how did they end up together?

Actually, it wasn't that Uchiha Gin's plan wasn't meticulous; it was simply because Senju Tobirama had been beaten into a bad mood by the turtle-shelled, super-hard Uchiha Izuna on the secondary battlefield. He happened to see his big brother's Wood Human collapse, and being concerned, he arrived at the main battlefield first to check the battle situation. If there were no major problems, he would fly back to continue grinding the turtle shell.

It was just unexpected that although Uchiha Izuna was wearing heavy armor, his speed was not affected at all, and he smelled the scent and rushed back to the main battlefield immediately.

"Then what should we do? Should we call it a day and eat lunch boxes?"

The Wood Clone scratched his head with a hesitant look on his face. He had finally integrated the soul of the character and was preparing to properly impact the Ninja World Oscars. He didn't expect to fail before the battle even started, so he could only fill his stomach first.

"Uh, don't panic. Wait for me to go perform a wave and lure the little cousin away~"

Since he was already here, he couldn't return empty-handed. Uchiha Gin hardened his heart, took two steps in one, and ran toward the main battlefield.

"Hashirama~"

"Madara~"

Senju Hashirama and Uchiha Madara were not affected by their younger brothers. In both their eyes, there was only the figure of the other. The posture of their battle was like gorgeous dancers, dancing gracefully in the center of the battlefield.

"Na na na~ You white-haired guy, have the guts to come over!"

Mimicking Uchiha Gin's Ultraman provocation, Uchiha Izuna extended a hand toward the gritting-teeth Senju Hashirama with an evil, wild, and unrestrained look, constantly provoking him.

"You... Father, why are you here?"

Just as he was about to use a vicious personal attack, Uchiha Izuna had only said half of it when he discovered a familiar figure beside him. Looking at the cold-faced Uchiha Tian Dao, the little cousin's heart tightened, and his tone carried a trace of fear.

"Izuna, why are you here? How is the battlefield in the rear?"

'Uchiha Tian Dao' frowned, his eyes filled with a trace of coldness, looking at his somewhat inflated younger son, and asked,

"Ahem... Father, I saw that Senju Tobirama ran away, and I was afraid he would be detrimental to Big Brother, so I withdrew from the secondary battlefield."

Facing his father's questioning, the guilty Uchiha Izuna immediately pinned a black pot on Senju Tobirama, who was full of vigilance not far away.

"Don't make excuses. Go back to the secondary battlefield now. How can a commander run away in the face of battle?"

He continued to scold the little cousin with a cold face and urged him to hurry back to the secondary battlefield to point out the country.

"But Senju Tobirama..."

"I'm here, what are you still worried about?"

Patting the little cousin on the shoulder, 'Uchiha Tian Dao', whose brow suddenly furrowed, rubbed his red and swollen fingers without a trace and continued,

"Don't worry, as long as you leave, Senju Tobirama will also follow your butt and rush back."

(End of chapter)