Chapter 476: The Confrontation

Seeing no one answer, Uchiha Madara sat down in the main seat of the large round table in the conference room, and Senju Tobirama sat in the seat next to him.

He had also made it out; last time he could only stand like a lackey.

The F6, who served as guards, tacitly divided into two groups and stood behind the two, and the momentum of the number one ninja society instantly came up.

"I announce, the meeting begins."

Crossing his hands in front of his chest, Uchiha Madara looked around at Onoki and the others who had tight faces and announced in an unquestionable tone.

"My time is very precious, if you have anything to say, say it quickly, it won't wait."

The three people who were just captured by Uchiha Madara's eyes looked at each other, and finally, Onoki, who had the hardest mouth, spoke first.

Slap!

"Don't pretend to be here, what good things your Konoha did, don't you know yourself?"

Onoki started at zero frames, fiercely hammered the table, his face full of indignation.

"Oh?"

Facing the aggressive Onoki, Uchiha Madara changed to a comfortable posture, crossed his legs, and looked at the little potato in front of him with great interest, starting his performance.

"We Konoha people have always done good deeds without leaving our names."

Senju Tobirama on the side added appropriately, and the proud expression on his face made the other few people furious.

"Your Konoha really doesn't want face anymore, dare to do it but not dare to admit it?"

Kakuzu stared fixedly at Senju Tobirama's fair face, gritted his teeth and asked coldly.

"It's you guys who have been playing riddles. If you have anything to say, say it directly, don't go around in circles here."

Retorting without giving in, Senju Tobirama curled his lip disdainfully, signaling everyone to open the skylight to speak brightly, instead of falling into a lower level by covering it up.

"Hmph! You really don't see the coffin and don't shed tears."

Onoki snorted coldly, took out a storage scroll from behind, and opened it in front of everyone.

Boom~

"You guys should know very well what this is, right?"

As the white smoke dissipated, a gray-brown wooden branch appeared before everyone's eyes. Anyone with a bit of perception could clearly perceive the terrifying vitality exuded by this wooden branch.

"Ah! Is that Great Teacher's Wood Release?"

The F6 standing behind exclaimed in a low voice. As a few people who had once received Senju Hashirama's guidance, they had a very deep memory of the aura of Wood Release.

"What can this prove?"

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar Wood Release product, Uchiha Madara's eyes flashed with unknown divine light, his expression still indifferent, but a trace of unease emerged in his heart.

Those clones perfectly replicated Hashirama's abilities.

"Prove what? Then I'll let you see!"

Seeing that Uchiha Madara still had that indifferent appearance, the anxious Onoki flew up on the spot and lifted his short shirt like a child's clothing in front of everyone.

"Ah!"

Seeing Onoki's hooligan-like behavior, Utatane Koharu covered her eyes in a hurry, looking at the naked little potato with a strange body through her wide-open fingers.

"This is the scar left by your previous Hokage on me, it's still aching until now."

Onoki, gritting his teeth, pointed to the hideous wound on his body and exposed it loudly.

"What?"

"How could Great Teacher..."

"Impossible, it definitely wouldn't be Great Teacher."

Hearing this explosive news for the first time, the F6 were all stunned. In their hearts, Senju Hashirama was a moderate who loved peace and would definitely not do such an illegal act of attacking the leaders of other villages.

"And me!"

Kakuzu saw that the matter had been laid out, so he simply tore off his coat. He saw his muscular upper body covered in hideous wounds identical to Onoki's.

After the two finished showing, they brushed their gazes toward their only remaining ally. Gui felt the urging in their gazes and revealed a look of embarrassment on his face.

"Cough, cough, cough... I have a non-scarring constitution."

He didn't leave any scars on his body when he was attacked by Senju Hashirama because he didn't make a few moves in the other party's hands before being subdued.

"Hmph! You guys have all seen it. Now we are not doing it for anything else, just for justice!"

Onoki sat back after finishing the display, his expression unusually determined.

"Otherwise, we can only use Konoha's unilateral tearing up of the peace agreement as a reason..."

While speaking, he looked at the two after looking at each other, and issued a warning with a hard scalp.

"Start a war."

Boom—

As soon as the words fell, Uchiha Madara, sitting in the main seat, narrowed his eyes, and an extremely cold aura instantly permeated his body, pressing toward the three.

"Do you know what you are saying?"

Uchiha Madara, who didn't know when his eyes turned red, said coldly.

"We have the right to defend our dignity."

I don't know where the courage came from, Onoki actually withstood Uchiha Madara's aura and shouted with a sonorous and powerful voice.

The assassination of a village shadow, no matter where it is placed, is a reason that can set off a war.

This is a provocation to the authority of a village and absolutely cannot be turned over so simply. Otherwise, how will they stand in the Ninja World in the future?

"What if I say this matter has nothing to do with us?"

Staring coldly at Onoki, who had a determined face, for a while, Uchiha Madara said.

"Impossible, we saw it with our own eyes, the attacker was your previous Hokage Senju Hashirama."

The three who had faced the attacker head-on had tasted the one-and-only Arhat Wooden Man of the Ninja World, and they were still secretly afraid when they thought about it now.

"That's right, such a big wooden man, only Senju Hashirama can perform it."

"The entire Ninja World only has Senju Hashirama who knows Wood Release, don't try to deny it."

Listening to the explanations of the three, Uchiha Madara curled his lip disdainfully and said words that made the few people feel very painful.

"If it were really Hashirama who made a move, could you guys still sit here and talk to me now?"

That's right, if the attacker were Senju Hashirama himself, he definitely wouldn't have left the lives of these three, and he could have easily wiped out their old homes.

"There might be some misunderstanding in this, wait until it's investigated clearly before making..."

Seeing the sparks between them, Senju Tobirama stood up to be a peacemaker, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Kakuzu on the side.

"Don't pretend to be a good person here. Those two Senju Hashiramas who attacked our brothers, were they your works?"

"Huh?"

Senju Tobirama was confused. He just stood up to express his position; how did he receive a big black pot for no reason?

"I only met the current Hokage once, but his noble character made me remember it deeply. The attacker is definitely not him."

Onoki entered the chaos, changing from the aggressive posture just now, and began to praise Senju Hashirama's personality.

"The Senju Hashirama who attacked us is the war weapon you, this evil scientist, researched."

Kakuzu pointed at Senju Tobirama with certainty, his eyes full of hatred.

"Me too!"

Gui raised his hand and echoed concisely.

Not only these three, but even five of the F6 standing behind looked at Senju Tobirama, who was trembling with anger, with suspicious eyes.

Teacher seems to be the kind of person who can indeed do such things.

"I'm going to work early."

Senju Tobirama, who was pointed at by thousands of people, couldn't argue and could only speak for himself with four words.

"Anxious, he's anxious!"

"Why, you Senju Tobirama dare to do it but not dare to admit it, or are you not a man?"

Kakuzu, seeing Senju Tobirama not refuting their accusations, felt quite proud in his heart, unconsciously hitting the vital point of a certain white-haired one.

Hearing this, Senju Tobirama clenched his fists, turned his head expressionlessly, and said coldly to Uchiha Madara, who was holding back laughter.

"Forget it, kill them all, and that's it."

"..."

Of course, Uchiha Madara definitely couldn't do that. After all, it wasn't the 68th year of Hokage yet.

"I have already known your demands, but this matter is of great importance. We Konoha need to conduct a detailed investigation before we can give you an answer."

After pondering for a long time, Uchiha Madara looked at this incident from the perspective of Hokage. Without being emotional, the current answer could be considered very pertinent and official.

"Now that both witnesses and material evidence are present, what else is there to investigate?"

Seeing that Uchiha Madara's attitude had changed, Onoki decided to test the other party's bottom line. In this matter, their few villages were in the right.

"That's right, such a big wooden man is standing in front of you, and you tell me it needs investigation?"

"The Tailed Beasts in our bodies have already identified the other party as Senju Hashirama without a doubt, what are you Konoha still arguing about?"

"Or are you saying that you Konoha are going to ignore the peace agreement and launch a war?"

"Hmph!"

Seeing that this pot of shit was about to be buckled on Konoha, Uchiha Madara snorted coldly. The aura exuded from his body was like substance, and his scarlet eyes swept across the three people who were talking nonsense, instantly silencing the whole scene.

"I said it still needs investigation, it's to give you a step down, don't take advantage and sell well."

As soon as these words came out, the three who thought they had the upper hand felt like they had fallen into an ice cellar. They only now remembered the terror of the person in front of them.

Even if he took off the vest of the strongest Tailed Beast Knight, Uchiha Madara's own strength was already unparalleled in the Ninja World and invincible.

The reason why he could sit at the same table with them calmly was entirely because he was concerned about his identity as Hokage.

"Hokage-sama has such a high official prestige."

Kakuzu, who was a bit unconvinced, said sarcastically to Uchiha Madara, who was full of arrogance.

"I just don't know if Konoha can still be as tough as it is now after Hokage-sama retires."

This was secretly mocking Konoha for relying entirely on Uchiha Madara, otherwise, it would be a soft-footed shrimp that everyone could bully.

"We Konoha have many talents. Even if I'm not here, there will be young people better than me to fill the gap."

Hearing the subtext of Kakuzu's words, Uchiha Madara shook his head, his tone very firm, which made the F6 behind him feel hot-blooded and unconsciously straightened their backs.

Isn't this talking about them?

"Oh? Then I wonder if Hokage-sama is interested in letting the young people exchange pointers."

Kakuzu's eyes lit up. He was eighty percent likely unable to beat Uchiha Madara, but if his little brother could beat Konoha's new show, wouldn't he be able to humiliate Konoha fiercely, which could be considered venting his anger.

"Why wouldn't I dare? You guys just let the horses come over."

Soon, everyone in the conference room changed locations and came to a nearby training ground. Mifune dispersed the onlookers and left a little private space for both sides of the competition.

"Shi, you go and exchange with Konoha's geniuses, remember to show mercy."

Looking at the spacious venue, Kakuzu revealed a smile of success. He waved his hand behind him, and a sturdy black lackey who had been waiting for a long time walked over.

A black and shiny muscle was extremely dazzling under the light.

"He can be considered my junior brother who was taught by a substitute teacher. Don't look at him as old-fashioned, he's actually not old."

Pointing to the black lackey who looked like a melon seller, Kakuzu introduced with a smile. Cloud Hidden feature, it's rare to be old-fashioned, and women have big breasts and thin waists.

"Cloud Hidden, Shi."

The black lackey with brownish-yellow hair nodded at the Konoha side and made a simple self-introduction.

"Who of you is going?"

Senju Tobirama sized up Shi, who was full of ruthlessness, and analyzed that this person was definitely a taijutsu ninja, and his strength should not be underestimated, so he asked the disciples behind him.

The F6 were all rubbing their hands, thinking about winning the first prize for Konoha. After some discussion, they decided to use a fair way to decide who would play.

"Scissors, rock, paper!"

"I won!"

Mitokado Homura looked at the rock he extended with excitement. He didn't expect that he would stand out among the crowd.

"Homura, be careful, the opponent is a taijutsu ninja."

Looking at Mitokado Homura, who rushed down, Senju Tobirama furrowed his brows slightly.

Among all the disciples, Homura's strength was not outstanding. Many times he served as a mobile supply bag.

Dealing with this kind of taijutsu ninja might be a bit strenuous. If he was taken the lead by the opponent, he might not even have a chance to substitute.

"Rest assured, Teacher, I am no longer the me I used to be."

Mitokado Homura pushed the glasses on his nose bridge, and the eyes under the lenses revealed a confident light.

One minute later,

"Mmph mmph mmph... my glasses~"

Mitokado Homura, who had been down for less than a minute, was carried back, his exquisite glasses were smashed into pieces by the opponent's punch, and his eyes were covered with bruises that were hard to fade.

"Homura!"

The F6 witnessed the scene of their friend being killed in seconds, and everyone was indignant.

"We won't let you sacrifice in vain."

He saw them surrounding the broken glasses, mourning with a solemn face.

"Huh?"

Mitokado Homura, with swollen eyes, lay on the side, ignored.

At this moment, his heart was colder than the snow mountain in the Land of Iron.

"Let me come this time, I will definitely avenge Homura!"

After sending off the last journey of Mitokado Homura's original body, Akimichi Torifu stood up with clenched fists, his fat face full of hatred.

"Torifu, don't be careless."

Senju Tobirama nodded secretly. The addition of the Multi-Size Technique to strength was enough to kill a taijutsu ninja of the same level in seconds.

"Little fatty, hope you are a bit more durable than the glasses guy just now."

The previous battle couldn't even be counted as a warm-up exercise.

The moment Mitokado Homura took out the scroll, Shi had already swung his fist at his big face, achieving the achievement of killing in seconds.

"Homura has sacrificed, I will make you pay with blood!"

Thinking of his friend who had turned into fragments, Akimichi Torifu attacked with hatred. His whole body suddenly grew taller, and his fist, the size of a sandbag, smashed toward the bewildered Shi.

"No, isn't that glasses guy lying there well? Look, his tears haven't even been wiped clean." (End of chapter)