Naruto: About the Fact That my Brother is Madara-Chapter 186 - : Sage vs. Sage

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Amid the billowing dust, a lone figure coughed lightly as he struggled to rise from the ground.

"Cough, cough... This is absolutely ridiculous."

Kyōsuke gritted his teeth, his gaze darkening as he glanced at his unnaturally twisted wrist. With a crisp crack, he forcibly snapped the bone back into place.

Thanks to his formidable regenerative abilities, the fracture mended in mere moments, and the searing pain that had lanced through his nerves vanished without a trace.

There was no doubt—he had lost that exchange of power.

The strength of an Advanced Sage Body was even greater than he had anticipated. In a direct confrontation, he was still no match.

Glancing at his accumulated battle points, Kyosuke made up his mind—he had to reach the one hundred thousand mark as soon as possible.

Once he exchanged them for an Advanced Sage Body of his own, he would make sure to beat Hashirama until he cried for his father and mother.

Just then, the swirling dust ahead split apart, revealing a barrage of massive shuriken—each over one and a half meters in diameter—whistling through the air as they hurtled toward him.

"You still love starting with these little tricks, don't you, Hashirama?"

A golden radiance flared as his third-stage Susanoo instantly took form.

With the Yata Mirror at the ready, an attack capable of decimating ordinary shinobi didn't even make a ripple before him.

With a flicker, he vanished from his spot. A single light leap carried him more than twenty meters in an instant.

Under the piercing gaze of his Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan, Hashirama had nowhere to hide.

Water Release: Hundred Water Dragon Fangs!

Now that his Strength had officially reached the Super-Kage level, he no longer needed an existing water source to unleash devastating Suiton techniques.

A hundred roaring water dragons surged into the sky, their gleaming fangs flashing with lethal intent. The trees along their path were shredded effortlessly.

By the time the last of the dragons' force dissipated, the battlefield between him and his opponent had been completely cleared of obstructions.

Kyōsuke's third-stage Susanoo reappeared, its spectral blade crackling with enough might to cleave both sky and earth. With a single swing, it carved deep fissures into the grinning demonic mask that had materialized below.

"Wood Release: Hōbi Technique, huh? Looks like you still haven't polished it enough."

Back at the Valley of the End, this very Hōbi Technique had withstood even the full-force strike of a Majestic Attire Susanoo—a testament to its near-unbreakable defense.

Unfortunately for Hashirama, he hadn't yet reached that level. He likely hadn't focused much on defensive techniques, either.

Seeing that Hashirama still refused to emerge, Kyōsuke directed Susanoo to cast aside its weapon. Instead, its colossal hands gripped the mask's cracked edges and wrenched them apart.

The bewildered expression on Hashirama's face was almost comical as the once-impenetrable barrier was forcibly pried open like a set of doors.

The curse seal unraveled, and with it, senjutsu chakra surged through Kyōsuke's body. Now fully transitioned into Snake Sage Mode, he concentrated Susanoo's power into his left arm.

A jet-black Chidori crackled ominously in his palm—this was none other than Sage Art: Take-Mikazuchi.

Years ago, in Uzushiogakure, Hashirama had been caught off guard by this very attack, gravely wounded and barely escaping with his life.

Now, facing it again, he could almost feel the phantom pain in his once-healed abdomen.

"It has come to this, after all," Hashirama murmured, sighing softly.

He knew words were useless now.

With a resounding clap of his hands, Senjutsu chakra poured into his body at an overwhelming rate—so much so that one might think he was preparing to self-destruct.

In the blink of an eye, dark-red markings emerged around his eyes.

Hashirama had entered Sage Mode of the Shikkotsu Forest.

This transformation amplified all his abilities—Ninjutsu, Taijutsu, and Genjutsu alike.

With his already boundless chakra now fully augmented, he now stood completely above even the Tailed Beasts.

"Let's settle this, Kyōsuke!!!"

"Come at me, Hashirama!!!"

For a brief moment, the entire battlefield seemed to fall silent.

Then, ten kilometers away, the shinobi of both clans felt a violent gust of wind blast toward them.

Those with weaker strength could barely remain standing. Even among the Chūnin, only the most skilled could hold their ground, though their eyes were filled with pure terror.

"As expected... Lord Kyōsuke's power is beyond compare."

"Even without summoning the Perfect Susanoo, the shockwaves alone are terrifying. I can't even imagine their true battle."

"Damn it... We can't even provide the most basic support."

"Believe in Lord Kyosuke. Senju Hashirama is no match for him."

When Uchiha Madara had gained control over the Nine-Tails, his strength had skyrocketed to an absurd level.

Everyone had assumed he had firmly secured the title of the strongest.

Yet, Kyōsuke's return had shattered that belief.

After all, the news had already spread—Senju Tobirama had been gravely wounded and forced to flee for his life.

"That damned corpse-defiling rat," an Uchiha muttered darkly, sending Tobirama their "sincerest blessings."

Back on the battlefield, the latest clash had ended in a draw.

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Though Kyōsuke's chakra reserves were not as vast as Hashirama's, his superior ocular prowess gave him an edge in technique.

Slowly, both combatants rose from the rubble, their clothing stained with blood, their arms bearing extensive impact injuries.

"Hahaha..."

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Kyosuke laughed—a sound filled with a thrill outsiders could never comprehend.

"Now this... This is what a life-and-death battle should be. I don't regret letting you live back then."

"After all, wouldn't the Shinobi World be far too dull without you?"

A golden light erupted into the sky, illuminating the battlefield.

With booming laughter, the majestic form of a Complete Body Susanoo descended—its towering figure exuding an aura of absolute dominance.

"As a reward, I will now fight you with everything I have. Don't die on me, Hashirama."

His Sage Mode dissipated, yet the immense Senjutsu Chakra did not fade back into his seal.

Instead, it surged into the Complete Body Susanoo, cloaking it in a blazing Sage Serpent Mantle.

Sage Art: Susanoo!

Gripping a fully materialized Kusanagi Blade, he swung it with earth-shattering force.

The resulting shockwave surged forward like a tidal wave, obliterating everything in its path.

Dominating Blade: Divine Judgment Prison!

Long ago, Hyūga Tenjin—the once-unstoppable force—had perished under this very technique.

But this time, his opponent was Hashirama, who wouldn't be foolish enough to stand still and take the hit head-on.

"A fusion of Sage Mode and Susanoo... This power is on par with Madara's Nine-Tails-enhanced form."

"Then I have no choice."

Forming the Snake hand seal before his chest, Hashirama summoned a towering wooden colossus—its massive arms coiled with a wooden dragon.

Wood Release: Wooden Golem Jutsu!

A high-level Wood Release technique, its sheer strength rivaled that of a Complete Body Susanoo.

Empowered by Hashirama's immense chakra, it could even contend with a fully armored Nine-Tails.

Yet, as Kyōsuke's transformation unfolded, an idea struck Hashirama.

Channeling chakra into the golem, he attempted something unprecedented.

Since the Wood Golem was an extension of his own chakra, merging the two was seamless.

A brilliant golden radiance enveloped the massive wooden giant.

With a sharp gleam in his eyes, Hashirama sent its coiled Golden Dragon surging forward to meet the incoming sword strike.

BOOM!

A hurricane of destruction tore through the battlefield.

This time, not even the most elite Jōnin could remain standing amidst the raging storm.

"Dammit! Everyone, retreat! This place is too dangerous!"

"Fall back three kilometers—no, retreat ten kilometers immediately!"

"It's fine! I don't believe anyone would dare to cross the battlefield right now—anyone who does is as good as dead!"

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