Chapter 340

340. Chapter 335: Kids fighting is really boring.

Susanoo is Indra's favorite ninjutsu besides Lightning Style. Standing in the cockpit of Susanoo, he can look down on the world. All living beings are like ants, and everything he once had to look up to has turned into grass.

Of course, the most important point is that Indra's Susanoo can pick up Asura's ridiculous wooden doll with one hand and play with it at will.

To summarize in one word:

Big!

Senju Hashirama, standing on the head of the Wood Human Arhat, stared solemnly at the black fox knight who was fiddling with his hands and suddenly raised them to form hand seals. The other party had previously been able to easily suppress him with just taijutsu, and now he was starting to show off ninjutsu. He was afraid he was hiding a big one.

"Wood Style: Wood Dragon Jutsu!"

Although he didn't know what ninjutsu the other party was going to use, the start-up was already revealed, so it would be unreasonable not to seize it. He immediately clapped his hands and summoned two thick wooden dragons to bite toward the black fox knight.

"Rumble!!!"

"Quite smart, much stronger than that idiot."

Indra raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect Asura's current reincarnation to be such a smart person, much stronger than those hot-headed youths before.

"It's a pity, but they are just bugs..."

The technique was already prepared. Under the mask, Indra's eyes erupted with man-eating crimson. As the three tomoe spun rapidly, two purple palms comparable to the size of a Tailed Beast quickly condensed behind him. The thick wooden dragon was like a ridiculous, laughable caterpillar in the palm compared to the palms.

"Susanoo."

Indra spoke lightly, and the purple phantom behind him rose again. One hundred... two hundred... three hundred... the height refreshed Senju Hashirama's worldview again and again.

Until that purple phantom pierced into the clouds, he swallowed his saliva and moistened his dry throat.

"How can it be so big?"

Susanoo was an old acquaintance of Senju Hashirama. When he fought with the Uchiha clan, he often fought with the Gundams of Uchiha Madara and his brother while driving the Wood Human. The sizes of both sides were equivalent, so they had their own wins and losses, which could be considered evenly matched.

But this strange purple Susanoo in front of him was the first time Senju Hashirama had seen it, and this exaggerated size was at least twice as big as Madara's. His Wood Human stood in front of Susanoo, barely reaching the waist position.

"Huff~ It's really a bit reluctant, not even half as big as mine, but it's enough."

Standing in the cockpit of the purple Susanoo, Indra looked down at the Arhat Wood Human that was half a head shorter than him and curled his lips with slight disappointment. It could be seen that this size was not to his liking.

"Swish~"

Indra, who was not very satisfied, decided to find a sandbag to vent his anger. He then manipulated Susanoo to draw a purple longsword and swung it at the dazed Senju Hashirama.

Witnessing the giant blade descending from above, Senju Hashirama immediately controlled the Wood Human Arhat to jump back and dodge. But because the size of the opponent's longsword was too exaggerated, the Wood Human, unable to dodge in time, still had half its body shaved off by the blade's aura.

Along with the small mountain behind him, it suffered, and the mountain peaks were all shaved off together. The power of this casual slash was terrifying, making Senju Hashirama, who was falling rapidly, feel cold in his heart.

"Wood Style: Wood Human Jutsu!"

But he didn't choose to wait for death. He immediately clapped his hands and performed the Wood Human Jutsu. The Wood Human, which had just been shaved into two sections, began to grow rapidly from the smooth wound, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into two Wood Human Arhats.

"No matter how many ants there are, they are still ants~"

Even if the number of Wood Humans increased, in Indra's eyes, it was just an extra figurine, not worth worrying about at all.

"Boom! Rumble!"

Senju Hashirama pressed his hands together, manipulating the two Wood Human Arhats to frantically release wooden dragons to harass Susanoo, but the effect was minimal. His attacks couldn't even break Susanoo's defense.

"Could it be that I have to do it again?"

In Senju Hashirama's view, the only way now was to use the True Several Thousand Hands again and summon the Wood Human Buddha to fight him.

But his previous consumption hadn't been fully replenished. Chakra was easy to say, but natural energy was relatively difficult to condense. He needed at least a few minutes to prepare, otherwise, once he entered the battle, the energy accumulation would be interrupted.

"Clap!"

Just as Senju Hashirama was struggling with his thoughts, those two Wood Humans were careless with their positioning and were hugged by the purple Susanoo and lifted into its hands, just like a strong man grabbing two children. No matter how they struggled, it was to no avail.

Not good!

Seeing this situation, Senju Hashirama didn't care about accumulating natural energy. He jumped up with force on his legs, jumped to the top of the Wood Human's head a few times, raised his head, and just happened to see the black fox knight overlooking everything in the cockpit.

"Too weak, the Ninshu of today is too weak."

Indra, standing in the cockpit, didn't pay attention to Senju Hashirama jumping below. Instead, he opened his perception, scanned the surroundings, and found that the humans within reach were all pitifully weak, so weak that he couldn't raise any interest.

Just after Indra manifested, his aura dissipated between heaven and earth. The Sage of Six Paths, who was enjoying a massage chair in the silent Pure Land, slowly opened his eyes, his purple ripple eyes full of complex colors.

"Indra, your obsession is still so heavy..."

Reluctantly standing up, the Sage of Six Paths waved his hand to cover the massage chair that was still working, and then began to consider how to solve the problem of his disobedient son.

Isn't this inherited? Don't you also not listen to Mother~

"Brother! Did you perceive it? The big nephew ran out!"

Just when the Sage of Six Paths was sighing about family discord and unfilial children, a hurried figure descended from the sky. It was Otsutsuki Hamura, who was stationed on the moon.

"I know."

The Sage of Six Paths nodded gently. He didn't expect even Hamura, who was far away on the moon, to be alarmed. It seemed that Indra, that kid, had awakened relatively thoroughly this time.

"Then what should we do? If we let him continue to make trouble, the people on the ground will suffer!"

Otsutsuki Hamura said very nervously. This flustered expression aroused the curiosity of the Sage of Six Paths. He knew his younger brother's character very well. He had never liked to manage the idle affairs on the ground. Why was he so concerned this time?

There must be something fishy!

"Why are you so nervous? You just need to take good care of Mother. Don't worry so much about things on the ground."

"How can that be? I'm still waiting for the offerings sent from the ground!"

In his anxiety, Otsutsuki Hamura spoke without thinking and exposed his own little schemes, scaring him into closing his mouth quickly.

Sure enough~

The Sage of Six Paths looked at Otsutsuki Hamura with indignation, then shook his head with a sigh and began his daily preaching.

"Hamura, you and I are already dead. Don't covet enjoyment anymore. Doing your own job well is the right thing..."

Otsutsuki Hamura, unable to refute, had to hang his head, humbly accept his brother's education, and express that he would definitely turn over a new leaf after returning and destroy all the sugar-coated bullets sent from the ground to show his determination.

"Buzz buzz buzz... Massage chair balance is insufficient, please recharge! Massage chair balance is insufficient, please recharge!"

However, just when Otsutsuki Hagoromo was preaching vigorously, a buzzing sound suddenly sounded, followed by an electronic sound that Otsutsuki Hamura was also very familiar with, making his eyes sharp instantly.

"Brother, you..."

"Cough cough cough... Hamura, time is of the essence. Do you have any good methods?"

The Sage of Six Paths, whose face couldn't hold up, coughed a few times to ease the embarrassment, then secretly sent a burst of chakra to the covered massage chair, finally stopping the electronic sound that was playing in a loop.

"No, does this mean you have no way either?"

Didn't expect his brother to be so shameless, not only not upright and not correct, but also good at kicking the ball. He was just a jailer, what good methods could he have~

"I remember there is a descendant of yours on the moon with good strength. Let her go down and clean up Indra?"

They, these dead people, cannot intervene in everything in the current world unless it is a last resort, otherwise, it will disrupt the balance between the current world and the Pure Land, allowing the strange monsters sealed by the Sage of Six Paths before his death to take advantage of the chaos and break out of prison.

"No, no, that descendant of mine is not Indra's opponent."

Otsutsuki Hamura shook his head repeatedly upon hearing this. The descendant mentioned by the Sage of Six Paths was Otsutsuki Tsukihime, the current patriarch of the Otsutsuki clan on the moon. Although Tsukihime had the blessing of the Tenseigan, she was not Indra's opponent. Going down would be purely sending food.

"Tsk."

The Sage of Six Paths was also a bit tangled at this time. In the current world, was there really no one who could rival Indra?

"Brother, isn't there still Asura? His reincarnation should be at his peak and can fight Indra!"

Seeing his brother frowning, Otsutsuki Hamura immediately offered a plan.

"Huff~ How do you think Indra woke up?"

Rolling his eyes at his brother, whose brain was full of mosaics, the Sage of Six Paths said angrily.

"I don't know either~"

"It was when he was fighting Asura's reincarnation that he awakened. Now he is pressing the other party to the ground and rubbing them!"

"Then hurry up and think of a way to make Asura awaken too, otherwise the ground will be finished~"

"Do you think I don't want to? But Indra's consciousness awakening was purely an accident. I don't even know how that kid could awaken with memories."

The Sage of Six Paths shook his head in confusion. As the most omniscient person in the world, he couldn't figure out how Indra woke up.

"Forget it, Indra, in the end, only has that mass of chakra left. After he kills Asura's reincarnation, he will soon reincarnate again."

The Sage of Six Paths, who had no solution for the time being, had to choose to wait and see. He was also one of the witnesses to the thousand-year struggle between Indra and Asura, so he knew very well that as long as the reincarnation of one of them died, the other would follow soon after, waiting for the next victory or defeat.

"Then are we just going to OMO like this?"

Otsutsuki Hamura, worried about his future offerings, asked with a frown.

"No matter, our primary task is to watch Mother well. I have had a bad premonition during this time."

"What premonition?"

Otsutsuki Hamura asked repeatedly. He knew that the Sage of Six Paths' premonitions were always accurate.

The Sage of Six Paths frowned and slowly spat out a sentence.

"Mother, might be about to break out of prison."

"Tap! A right whip leg, Tai, a left front kick..."

A few miles away, the purple Gundam was frantically ravaging the two small wooden humans, while Uchiha Gin was leisurely making hand-shaken lemon tea, hammering hard while humming a strange little tune with an unclear melody.

"Hashirama has been sitting in the T0 position for so long, it's time to let him enjoy the daily life of the working masses~"

Indra's appearance was indeed beyond Uchiha Gin's expectations, but he was not worried. Instead, he looked at Senju Hashirama, who was being beaten wildly, with a tsk-tsk sound.

If you ask why, that prop was made by him, and it could be taken back in a single thought. When the buckle failed, Indra's chakra would return to where it came from.

"Alright! Sweet and sour hand-shaken lemon tea, please enjoy~"

After hammering the juice of the lemon in his hand, Uchiha Gin filtered it into a cup. After adding various ingredients, he didn't choose to enjoy it alone. Instead, he snapped his fingers.

A black hole slowly opened in the void, a slender little hand reached out, and snatched the carefully crafted hand-shaken lemon tea from Uchiha Gin's hand.

"Welcome next time!"

When the black hole disappeared, Uchiha Gin breathed a sigh of relief. If he couldn't coax the little aunt Kaguya Wangliang, not only might his qualification to transform be permanently deprived by the other party,

but when sleeping at night, Kaguya Wangliang, who was in a bad mood, might drag Uchiha Gin into the Realm of Shadows, making him suffer the baptism of negative energy, with nightmares constantly and no more spring dreams.

"Sizzle~"

Just as he was secretly slandering in his heart that the dark-skinned royal sister was too overbearing, an alluring aroma suddenly entered his nose. Listening to the sizzling sound of oil, Uchiha Gin immediately squatted down and brushed a thick layer of honey on the chicken wings on the grill.

"Grilled chicken wings, I like to eat~"

Happily clapping his hands, waiting for the chicken wings to come out of the oven, he couldn't help but sigh that the world was so beautiful, while his cousin and Hashirama were so irritable.

Is this good?

This is not good~

"This chicken wing looks good, I'll take it."

Just as Uchiha Gin was squinting his eyes and preparing to pick up the grilled chicken wings to feast, the familiar little black hand appeared again, and with lightning speed, snatched the delicacy he had worked so hard to grill for half a day.

"Oh my~ what are you doing!"

Looking at the white-haired, dark-skinned royal sister squatting on the ground with lemon water in one hand and chicken wings in the other, Uchiha Gin, whose heart was as dead as ashes, directly let out a Kun cry.

Crunch~ crunch~

However, Kaguya, who was eating with oil all over her mouth, didn't feel that her behavior was inappropriate. Instead, she tilted her head in confusion.

Isn't it a matter of course for juniors to offer sacrifices to their ancestors?

"Plop~"

Kaguya, who quickly finished the chicken wings, spat the chicken bones that even dogs would cry at onto the ground, stood up, ignored Uchiha Gin, who was in emo mode, and instead looked at the giant special effects battle in the distance with great interest.

Hagoromo's children, huh, they are really lively!

According to seniority, the two people fighting were her own grandchildren. She, who had no elder consciousness at all, simply felt that the way children fought was really boring~

"Ha~ I'm going back to sleep."

Sure enough, women don't understand the romance of giant battles. Kaguya, who watched the children fight for a while, yawned directly out of boredom. After leaving a sentence, she disappeared into the black hole of the void.

"Sigh~"

Looking at the mess on the ground, Uchiha Gin sighed. Since she was a relic left to him by his grandfather, he couldn't deduct it even if he didn't like it.

"Swish!"

Just then, a huge severed arm whistled past Uchiha Gin's scalp and smashed into a mountain behind him.

Turning his head to look at the gradually withering wooden arm, Uchiha Gin felt it was time for him to end the battle.

Otherwise, Hashirama might really be played to death by Indra.

"Huff~ huff~ huff~"

On the battlefield, Senju Hashirama, in a sorry state, was panting. The Wood Human under him only had one arm left. Although the buds at the broken end were slowly repairing, the speed was much slower than before.

"Madara!"

Senju Hashirama, with a slightly pale face, tried to call his best friend's name again. The sound fell into Indra's ears, making his mood unconsciously become irritable.

"Why are you two so close?"

Indra, expressionless, opened the cockpit door for the first time, landed in front of the panting Senju Hashirama, and questioned him in a cold tone.

Although he didn't see all of Uchiha Madara's memories, judging from Senju Hashirama's performance, the relationship between the two was deep. This deep bond reminded Indra of his childhood.

At that time, Indra and Asura were still a pair of good brothers, two people and one dog, sharing blessings and hardships.

It's a pity that fate plays tricks on people. After growing up, the two turned against each other because of different concepts, and the will to fight has continued to this day.

But now, the reincarnations who should have fought upon meeting had actually become friends closer than brothers. How could this not make Indra surprised?

"Give Madara back!"

The Sage Mode markings on Senju Hashirama's face had already faded. After several rounds of ravaging by Susanoo, the chakra in his body had already dried up, but the thought of saving Uchiha Madara was not affected in the slightest.

"Really annoying..."

Looking at Senju Hashirama with a determined face, the irritability in Indra's heart reached its peak.

"Clang~"

After drawing the black-and-blue longsword at his waist with one hand, Indra walked toward the weak Senju Hashirama step by step. Even through the mask, one could feel his rich killing intent.

Huff!

Seeing the black fox knight approaching step by step, there was no fear in Senju Hashirama's eyes. Instead, there was a hint of anticipation. He saw him bend over and rush forward, his two large hands reaching toward Indra's waist.

His target was exactly the black fox buckle hanging at his waist.

Click!

Didn't expect to really touch the buckle. The anticipation in Senju Hashirama's eyes turned into deep joy. Next, he only needed to pull the buckle away, and Uchiha Madara would be restored.

"Eh?"

But how could things be so simple? Senju Hashirama discovered with surprise that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake the buckle at all. Just as he was confused, Indra's palm had already pressed against his chest.

Blue light appeared, and giant force entered his body.

"Pfft!"

Senju Hashirama, spitting blood, was hit by Indra's palm, causing his internal organs to shift, and blood flowed continuously from his mouth and nose.

"Cough cough cough..."

But he still didn't give up. After struggling to stand up, he stumbled toward Indra.

Seeing Senju Hashirama like an unkillable cockroach, Indra didn't hesitate and directly raised his longsword to meet him. He wanted to see if Asura's reincarnation had a hard head or if his sword was fast.

"Madara..."

Due to excessive blood loss, Senju Hashirama's consciousness had begun to blur, but he was still muttering Uchiha Madara's name in his mouth.

"Die~"

The longsword in his hand was raised high. Just as Indra was about to behead Senju Hashirama, he suddenly found that his body couldn't move.

"Eh?"

Immediately afterward, Indra's consciousness was pulled into the previous sea of consciousness.

As soon as he landed, he met a pair of scarlet eyes with complex patterns. His body stiffened subconsciously.

The next second, a large hand with sharp claws hugged him. No matter how Indra struggled, the owner of these sharp claws seemed determined and just wouldn't let go.

"Do you want to be my enemy?"

Indra, who had calmed down, looked past Uchiha Madara and directly questioned the owner of the sharp claws.

"No way, I also have my own difficulties..."

The Nine-Tails, once again manipulated by Uchiha Madara using the "broken Kun gate" incident, had a very lonely expression, with no intention of being happy about catching Indra.

"Nine-Tails, stop talking nonsense, let's go together!"

Uchiha Madara, who had long held a grudge against the black fox knight, had no intention of communicating with him and directly urged the Nine-Tails to fight side by side with him.

"Roar~ Eh?"

Hearing the Nine-Tails roar, it prepared to throw Indra, who was caught in its hand, away. But something that made it break out in a cold sweat happened.

Indra, who was originally caught in its hand, appeared on its nose at some point, his purple compound eyes staring at its eyes without any emotion. This terrifying scene almost scared the Nine-Tails into rebirth on the spot.

"Thud!"

Indra raised a foot and kicked the Nine-Tails between its eyes. The powerful impact directly kicked it backward, and it rolled on the ground several times before stopping.

"Swish~"

Didn't expect the Nine-Tails to be defeated in one encounter. Uchiha Madara felt he couldn't sit still and wait for death, so he chose to press forward, wanting to test the depth of this black fox knight in front of him.

"Plop~"

History is always surprisingly similar. Even though Uchiha Madara was mentally prepared, he was still shocked by Indra's powerful strength. His taijutsu, which he prided himself on, was as immature as a toddler learning to speak in front of the black fox knight.

After only a few moves, Uchiha Madara was sent flying by Indra. Touching his slightly aching chest, he didn't choose to give up. Hashirama must still be struggling outside, and he couldn't hold him back!

"Clang~"

"Clang!"

"Clap!"

Uchiha Madara was attacking with all his might, while Indra was receiving attack after attack in a leisurely manner.

Although Uchiha Madara was now his enemy, Indra couldn't help but be amazed by his gorgeous, dance-like taijutsu. This reincarnation was too much to his taste.

Except for being a little disobedient, he was all advantages.

"Plop!"

Uchiha Madara, who was sent flying by Indra again, gritted his teeth and raised his head. Why was this black fox knight's combat experience so rich, as if he could predict his attacks?

"Give up, you can't be my opponent~"

Indra shook his head. Although Uchiha Madara was courageous, his hard strength was here.

He was a mountain that could not be crossed.

"What did you do to Hashirama?"

Hearing Indra say "you two," Uchiha Madara immediately became alert. He didn't care about his injured consciousness body, climbed up, and asked.

"Already killed."

Saying these four words expressionlessly, Indra wanted to see how far this reincarnation could go.

Boom!!!

Just as he finished speaking, the entire consciousness space suddenly ignited with a raging fire. Accompanied by the flash of fire, a gray driver unexpectedly appeared at the waist of Uchiha Madara, who was standing in place. (End of chapter)