Naruto's Review : First Viewer is Senju Tobirama?

"Hashirama, what exactly did you do?"

Madara ripped off his cloak, intending to surprise Hashirama and then show off his Wood Style, declaring that he had surpassed Hashirama.

However, when Hashirama saw the left side of Madara's chest, he wasn't surprised at all. Instead, he also removed his clothes, leaving Madara stunned.

It was impossible for Madara not to be surprised.

The face of Hashirama on his chest—he knew very well where it came from.

Back in the Valley of the End during their battle, at the final moment, Madara had bitten off a piece of Hashirama's flesh.

From this piece of flesh, he obtained what is known as Hashirama's cells.

A little side note: There's a rumor in the ninja world that Hashirama Senju, the man with the Sage Body, died so early because Madara Uchiha's teeth were poisonous, and it was the poison that killed Hashirama.

Otherwise, it wouldn't make sense that just losing a small piece of flesh could lead to Hashirama dying only a few years later after that battle.

Of course, this is just nonsense, with no solid evidence, but it's fun to think about.

*Ahem*, back to the main point: The face of Hashirama on Madara's left chest appeared after he injected Hashirama's cells and awakened the Rinnegan just before he was about to die.

In other words, the appearance of Hashirama's face was directly tied to Hashirama's own cells.

If that's the case, then logically, the face of Madara on Hashirama's right chest must have come from Madara's cells.

But then, where did Hashirama get his own cells from?

He didn't remember ever leaving any body tissue outside of himself.

This was something that puzzled him.

"I heard from Tobirama that it seems your cells were used in this body, which is why your face grew here."

"Where did that little brat Tobirama get my cells from?"

"I don't know. He didn't tell me."

"Can't you ask him?"

"Why should I ask him?"

Well, that was very much like Hashirama.

In order to maintain his image, Madara forced himself to resist the urge to roll his eyes. After a brief silence, he couldn't help but ask, "You didn't awaken the Sharingan, did you?"

If Hashirama had indeed awakened the Sharingan, then what Madara had said earlier about surpassing Hashirama would be nothing but empty words.

Granted, Madara still had the Rinnegan as his trump card.

Even if Hashirama awakened the Sharingan, there was no way he could evolve it into the Rinnegan in such a short time. 

It took Madara many years to evolve his Sharingan into the Rinnegan; it didn't make sense for Hashirama to do it in just a few days.

The Rinnegan was his advantage, but Hashirama had Sage Jutsu on his side.

Just thinking about that giant Buddha statue with a thousand hands from back then made Madara's eyes twitch uncontrollably.

His ultimate form, the Susanoo, seemed like a little chick in comparison to that thousand-handed Buddha statue.

Faced with the thousand hands attacking, all he could do was try to block.

The only word that came to mind: absurd!

"Sharingan? I'm not from the Uchiha clan. Can I still awaken the Sharingan?"

"...You have my cells, so you should be able to awaken the Sharingan."

"Really? That's great. You have no idea how cool the Sharingan from your clan is."

"Cool? Heh, I just hope you don't end up crying when you awaken the Sharingan."

"Crying? Why would I cry?"

At this point, Madara was starting to lose his patience.

He had torn off his robe to demonstrate the Wood Release, not to casually chat with Hashirama in the cold wind.

"You'll understand when the time comes."

Madara casually dismissed Hashirama's comment, took a deep breath to calm himself, and then clapped his hands together, shouting, "Wood Release: Advent of the World Tree!"

"Huh? Why do you have Wood Release, Madara?"

As trees began to wildly grow around them, Hashirama gasped and quickly ran toward the forest.

This was the Konoha Memorial Stone.

The commotion was getting too big and would attract the village ninjas.

From his understanding of Madara, he knew Madara wouldn't show mercy to those ninjas.

"Hashirama, don't run!"

Seeing Hashirama trying to escape, Madara excitedly shouted and immediately chased after him in the direction he was going.

This act of playing around was only halfway through, and the main target was running away. What kind of situation was this?

He, Uchiha Madara, would definitely finish this act.

The two moved quickly, one ahead and the other behind, and before long, they arrived at the forbidden area of Konoha—The Forest of Death.

Once they reached the deep part of the Forest of Death, Hashirama felt it was enough and stopped, turning to face Madara, who was chasing him with an excited look.

"Wood Release:"

"Wait a second."

Seeing Madara about to start using Wood Release ninjutsu again without saying a word, Hashirama quickly called out to stop him.

"What is it?"

Madara forcibly halted the flow of chakra, almost throwing him off balance. His tone was understandably a little harsh.

Hashirama didn't mind Madara's tone and said seriously, "Madara, using such large-scale Wood Release ninjutsu—won't it affect your body?"

Madara frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

"I mean… can your body handle it?"

"…Are you underestimating me?"

Madara was furious. Without hesitation, he used the Wood Release Clone Technique, creating two elderly clones of himself. Then, both the clones and his main body activated their Mangekyō Sharingan and summoned Susanoo.

"Come on, Hashirama, let's fight to the fullest," he declared.

In the shadows, Black Zetsu, who had followed Madara, cursed inwardly at the reckless Madara.

Madara usually relied on the Outer Path: Samsara of Heavenly Life Technique to extend his life. While he could still fight, the intensity of the battle needed to be kept low.

But now, with his use of Wood Release jutsu and Susanoo, he was practically throwing his life away.

Black Zetsu didn't want Madara to die like this. It still needed his body to revive its "mother."

After thousands of years of waiting, it had finally found such a high-quality vessel. It couldn't let all that effort go to waste.

With this thought in mind, Black Zetsu leapt from the shadows and said to Madara, "Madara, your body can't handle an intense battle anymore."

"Leave, you're just my will's manifestation. Don't try to order me around."

"I'm not ordering you, but for our goal, I have to stop you."

"You can't stop me, Zetsu. I'll say it again, go play somewhere else. Don't think that just because you're my will, I won't kill you."

Madara's stubbornness made Black Zetsu feel incredibly frustrated.

The current Madara was certainly beyond its ability to stop.

Fortunately, someone else was here who could intervene.

"Madara, is your body really so weak now?" Hashirama asked.

Hashirama didn't know what this black thing was, but from what it had said, if Madara insisted on continuing the fight, he could die.

"Don't worry, Hashirama, I won't die."

"Is that so? I don't believe it."

"No matter if you believe it or not, I believe it."

After saying that, Madara didn't wait any longer. He raised his Susanoo blade and swung it toward Hashirama.

"Madara, for the sake of your life, I will end this battle in a short amount of time."

Dodging the Susanoo blade's attack, Hashirama created nine Wood Release clones.

Ten versions of Senju Hashirama simultaneously clasped their hands together and shouted: "Wood Release: Wood Golem Technique!"

In an instant, ten wooden giants, even bigger than Madara's Susanoo, rose from the ground!

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