Chapter 487: White-haired: Keeping One

"Nine-Tails!"

"Here!"

"You form the crotch."

"Huh?"

Putting Susanoo armor on the super giant Wood Human was undoubtedly a vast project. Even if Uchiha Madara possessed the Eternal Mangekyo with no side effects, he still needed a large amount of chakra as a bottom line.

Uchiha Madara was not a pervert like Haxi Lama, and his own chakra was not enough to support him to independently complete the operation of Susanoo covering the Buddha. He could only pin his hopes on the Nine-Tails, a spare battery that usually ate and waited to die.

"Stop talking nonsense, hand over your power."

Coldly glaring at the Nine-Tails, who was full of confusion in the consciousness space, Uchiha Madara frowned and urged.

"Understood~"

Knowing that he was the fish on the chopping block, the Nine-Tails hurriedly poured his violent and pure Tailed Beast chakra into Uchiha Madara's body. The blue phantom behind the Wood Human condensed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Under his intentional manipulation, the blue Susanoo continuously covered the Wood Human. In the blink of an eye, a super giant Wood Human wearing gorgeous blue armor stood between heaven and earth.

"Susanoo: Majestic Attire Wood Human!"

"Playing tricks."

Looking at the Wood Human who suddenly put on blue armor, the Number Nine clone, whose heart had been silent for a long time, suddenly felt a kind of inexplicable emotion.

Unfortunately, he was not a real person yet and didn't know that this emotion was called fear.

At this moment, the Thousand-Hand Buddha had been released. He didn't believe that Uchiha Madara could resist his world-destroying attack just by putting a blue plastic bag on the Wood Human.

"Are you ready to die?"

Seeing hundreds of fists rushing toward him, Uchiha Madara calmly reached for the blue giant blade at his waist. Accompanied by a flash of red light in his eyes, the blade, hundreds of meters long, was unsheathed, its sword energy like a rainbow.

"Susanoo Ninety-Nine: Draw-Blade Slash."

The arc-shaped blue blade energy collided straight with the Thousand-Hand Buddha. The seemingly indestructible fists shattered one after another under the blade energy of the Draw-Blade Slash, annihilating in the blue light.

"How is that possible?"

Watching the blue blade energy move forward with unstoppable momentum, swallowing the Thousand-Hand Buddha he had performed, the fake-smiling face of Number Nine revealed a look of astonishment for the first time.

"Bang!"

Just as Number Nine was stunned, the Majestic Attire Wood Human had already approached with the blade, and the hundred-meter giant blade fell with a roar. The clumsy Sage Art Buddha had to abandon the car to save the handsome, sacrificing the few remaining arms behind him in exchange for a chance to dodge.

"Rumble!"

The sharp Susanoo giant blade easily cut off the Buddha's arms, but it was still a step slow. Number Nine controlled the Buddha under his feet to retreat a hundred meters, barely dodging the blue giant blade that was about to cut his head.

"Can win!"

Senju Tobirama, who was originally preparing to take the disciples to run away, saw Uchiha Madara's brave performance and immediately felt that he could do it again, so he temporarily shelved the plan to run away and watched seriously.

"You guys watch carefully and learn well, these are all basic operations for Konoha leaders."

Pointing to the Majestic Attire Wood Human that forced the Sage Art Buddha to run around, Senju Tobirama said shamelessly to the F6s who were full of admiration.

"But this is too difficult."

The few people who had leadership dreams heard this, and their faces revealed unconcealable bitterness. This level of power was something they were afraid they would find difficult to reach in their lives.

"Learn well, kid, you will become stronger."

Senju Tobirama used the tone of someone who had been there to comfort the dispirited disciples, trying to stir up their fighting spirit that had shattered into slag.

"Then teacher, can you teach me to become as strong as them?"

Danzo, who was immersed in the super giant battle and couldn't extricate himself, subconsciously asked the question that the others wanted to ask but didn't dare to.

"..."

Not expecting that there would actually be a hot-headed youth who would ask such a thing, Senju Tobirama fell silent for a moment. He had just said a few pretty words casually; how could this Danzo take them seriously?

"Sorry, I can't help you with this. After all, you don't have the Sharingan, nor do you have Wood Style."

Finally, Senju Tobirama hardened his heart and used the cruel truth to wake up the disciple who was lost in fantasy. Danzo felt a bit lost, but thought more.

Is it okay to have Sharingan and Wood Style?

"However, the unique secret jutsu you are practicing now is not bad, and you will definitely have a great future."

His gaze fell on Danzo's proud buttocks, and Senju Tobirama added in an extremely serious tone. He also saw the potential of Butt Style.

If practiced properly, it was also a legendary secret jutsu that could shake the Ninja World.

"Lord Hokage is going to win!"

Suddenly, Kagami, who had been paying attention to Uchiha Madara's movements, shouted in surprise. The crowd, awakened from a dream, immediately shifted their attention back to the battlefield.

In the valley several miles away, the previously solemn Sage Art Buddha had been forced into the mountain col by Uchiha Madara's Majestic Attire Wood Human, backing against the mountain with nowhere to retreat.

"Weren't you very arrogant just now?"

Uchiha Madara looked at the embarrassed Number Nine clone and put on a face without hesitation. The giant blade in the Majestic Attire Wood Human's hand pointed at the other party from afar, and the murderous aura instantly filled the entire battlefield.

"Damn it."

Forced into a desperate situation, the clone lowered his head, looking at his hands that were trembling for some reason, and gradually had a certain cognition of the emotions he had sprouted before.

Is this fear?

I am actually afraid.

Although he knew he was in big trouble, a faint joy gradually emerged on the Number Nine clone's face.

Being able to sprout fear meant he was one step closer to the path of becoming an adult.

"Crazy?"

Uchiha Madara in the Susanoo cockpit, relying on his good eyesight, took the whole process of the clone's face change into his eyes, and couldn't help but feel great confusion in his heart.

"Thank you."

After tasting the emotion called fear, Number Nine actually opened his mouth to thank Uchiha Madara, and a fake smile that made people feel uncomfortable appeared on his face again.

"Huh?"

Wouldn't be beaten stupid by me, right?

"As a thank you, I will let you die not so painfully."

"Sure enough, beaten stupid."

Listening to the clone's big talk, Uchiha Madara blinked in confusion. This guy was almost shaved into a human stick by him, and his mouth was still so hard.

"Let me see how I interrogate you later!"

Feeling that he had already won, Uchiha Madara simply stopped wasting brain cells thinking about the clone's weird behavior, raised the blue giant blade in his hand again, and slashed toward the broken body of the Sage Art Buddha.

The air wave brought by the blade made the surrounding trees sway left and right, and the rolled-up sand was tens of meters high.

"Bang!"

"Hmm?"

Uchiha Madara looked at the Sage Art Buddha catching the blade with bare hands in surprise. It was about to fall apart, why still work so hard?

Is the salary paid by your boss very high?

"Clang!"

Pulling back the Susanoo giant blade with brute force, Uchiha Madara adjusted his position and slashed at the enemy again.

This time the Buddha didn't dodge, but instead went against the difficulty. The huge wooden fist flashed with blue light and collided with the indestructible Susanoo giant blade.

"Boom!"

At the moment of the collision, heaven and earth trembled, and the collision made a roar like the earth shaking and mountains moving, and the air wave stirred up razed everything around to the ground.

"Butt Style: Butt Giant Jutsu!"

The few onlookers hid behind Danzo's huge buttocks. After the smoke cleared, they poked their heads out to check.

"How is it?"

I saw the two super giant figures in the center of the battlefield had already opened a distance. Among them, the Majestic Attire Wood Human holding the giant blade had one arm missing, and half of his body had become broken.

"Actually left some strength, worthy of being Haxi Lama's power."

Uchiha Madara, who was at the forehead of the Majestic Attire Wood Human, had a solemn face at this time. Looking at the Sage Art Buddha that had begun to heal not far away, he secretly made a comparison in his heart.

Finally, he reached a conclusion he didn't want to admit.

If it weren't for the fact that he had the Nine-Tails, a solid and durable spare battery, just relying on his own power, he couldn't have entangled with this clone for so long, let alone gain the upper hand.

"Request to enable State Three."

The Number Nine clone at the top of the Buddha also reached the conclusion that he couldn't take down Uchiha Madara at the current stage, so he communicated with Jigen who was hiding nearby.

"Rejected."

Jigen, who witnessed a rare good show, shook his head in the void a thousand meters above everyone's heads. The price of using State Three was huge, which would wipe out all the previous efforts of this clone.

Now it was not yet a desperate situation, so there was no need to use it.

"Truly a good show."

This distance didn't count as anything in their Otsutsuki clan's Byakugan. What surprised him was that there was actually someone in this Ninja World who could rival Senju Hashirama.

Even if he took action himself, he might not necessarily be able to take advantage of Uchiha Madara.

"It seems the nutritional content of the chakra fruit on this planet is quite good."

The chakra used by ninjas, in the final analysis, comes from the God Tree fruit of their Otsutsuki clan. The fruit produced by ordinary planets can only help them improve a little strength, and those with too mixed ingredients might even make them have diarrhea.

And the fruit of this planet, after being differentiated and spread, could still nurture a group of powerhouses comparable to the pure-blooded Otsutsuki clan like Senju Hashirama, Uchiha Madara, etc., which was enough to see how top-notch the fruit Kaguya took away back then was.

"If I had followed the plan back then, I might have become a god by now, right?"

Fantasizing a little, Jigen dropped his gaze back to the fierce battlefield. Looking at the Number Nine clone who had fallen into a disadvantage again, a look of thought flashed in his eyes.

"You guys warm up, come down to help later."

Jigen said without looking back, and eight pairs of eyes with different expressions lit up in the pitch-black space behind him.

"Hmph! I thought you would prepare some surprise for me, but it turned out to be just a king of mouth-only."

Vigilantly exchanging a few moves with the healed Sage Art Buddha, Uchiha Madara was surprised to find that the other party had no progress, and the confident performance just now was more like barking without ability.

"Truly ugly."

Uchiha Madara didn't want to play anymore. He decided to take down the clone in front of him at the fastest speed, and then tie him up to interrogate him properly.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Under the rain-like attacks of the Majestic Attire Wood Human, the Sage Art Buddha's

"Snap!"

Everyone heard a crisp sound. The Sage Art Wood Release: True Several Thousand Hands, which had been fighting fiercely for a long time, was finally cut down by the blade of the Wood Golem. The giant Buddha head rolled to the ground. Having no other choice, the No. 9 clone had to maneuver the small wooden figure to land.

"Crackle~ Snap~ Snap~"

Without No. 9 as a Chakra supplier, the headless Buddha swayed precariously and soon began to decay and collapse. Finally, in the eyes of everyone, it turned into a sky full of wood shavings.

"We won!"

The F6 jumped up in excitement, as if they were the ones who had defeated the Sage Art Buddha, showing not a shred of shame for being "carried" to victory.

"It's time for me to make a move."

Senju Tobirama nodded with satisfaction, simultaneously pulling out a kunai engraved with the Flying Thunder God seal, looking eager to try.

Without the Sage Art Buddha, this clone was no match for him and Uchiha Madara combined.

That's right, this white-haired man was preparing to steal a kill to boost his KDA, attempting to make his own rating look a bit better.

"Tap!"

The previously massive Wood Golem looked like a child in front of the Wood Golem in armor. Looking at the miniature wooden figure that didn't even reach his own calf, a smug smile spread across Uchiha Madara's lips.

"Mere gravel, not even half of me."

As he spoke, he maneuvered the Wood Golem in armor to grab the resisting wooden figure, lifting it up to his face. His scarlet eyes scrutinized the clone, whose expression had shifted from a fake smile back to a blank stare.

"Why aren't you smiling? Are you naturally incapable of smiling?"

No. 9, locked in by the Mangekyo's ocular power, frowned tightly and dared not act rashly.

"Whoosh!"

A blue light flashed, and the kill-stealer made a flashy entrance.

Senju Tobirama, landing on the shoulder of the Wood Golem in armor, struck a very cool pose.

"I've come to assist you!"

"You haven't left yet?"

Uchiha Madara glanced at Senju Tobirama, who had come to leech an assist, and rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"I was just worried that they might have an ambush in the shadows."

Detecting the mockery in Uchiha Madara's words, Senju Tobirama's face stiffened slightly, and he found a suitable excuse for his absence from the battle.

"Forget it, let me beat him to a pulp first."

If it weren't for the urgency of the situation, Uchiha Madara would have insisted on teaching Senju Tobirama a lesson, but for now, he would let the white-haired man have a sip of the soup and add a line to his resume.

"Snap!"

Maneuvering the Wood Golem in armor to exert force, the wooden figure in his palm instantly shattered into pieces. Seeing this, the clone leaped away, fleeing into the distance before Uchiha Madara could lock onto him with his ocular power again.

Failure is not shameful, but being captured is.

Among the clones who had previously gone out on missions, it wasn't as if none had failed.

Among them, the No. 2 clone not only failed the mission but also had its neck cruelly twisted by the target. No. 8, who was on the mission with it, risked its life to bring the dying body back, and it was only through Cixian's treatment that it wasn't scrapped.

"Want to escape?"

Uchiha Madara raised an eyebrow. He had originally thought these clones were machines that only recognized dead orders. Now it seemed their judgment had been wrong; these clones likely possessed a certain degree of self-awareness.

"Leave it to me!"

Senju Tobirama volunteered, throwing out a Flying Thunder God kunai, preparing to intercept the clone fleeing in a panic.

"Swish!"

Just as the speeding kunai was about to catch up to the target, before Senju Tobirama could even reveal a smug smile, a dark red circular portal suddenly appeared in the void, swallowing his kunai.

Seeing this, the fleeing No. 9 seemed to heave a sigh of relief, stopped its flight, and stood by the portal to wait.

"Reinforcements?"

The pupils of Uchiha Madara and Senju Tobirama shrank slightly. They hadn't sensed the presence of any other enemies within a ten-mile radius at all, and the portal appearing so vividly before them was a harsh slap in the face.

With a burning face, Uchiha Madara tilted his head disdainfully and said with a straight face:

"Hmph! What are you panicking about? Even if another clone of that level comes, it's still no match for m—"

"Tap!" *8

Seeing eight right feet step out of the portal in perfect unison, the speechless Uchiha Madara stiffly turned his head to look at Senju Tobirama, who wore the exact same expression.

"White-hair, I recall you just said you'd cover the rear, right? The Senju clan has always kept its word. I hope you won't betray your ancestors' teachings and will do as you said." (End of chapter)