Naruto: About the Fact That my Brother is Madara-Chapter 187 - : Hashirama – I Can Fight You All Day

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On the other side, Uchiha Madara advanced toward the Senju Clan's main camp. His crimson Sharingan gleamed ominously as he formed a series of hand seals.

Ninjutsu: Summoning Technique!

A deafening explosion of smoke filled the battlefield.

"Come forth... Nine-Tails."

Amidst the horrified gazes of the surrounding shinobi, the colossal beast, now under the influence of genjutsu, emerged.

Even though Madara had become its Jinchūriki, he still preferred to summon it as if it were nothing more than a mere summoning beast

ROAR!!!

The Tailed Beast's earth-shaking roar sent tremors through the battlefield, and even a single attack from it was enough to cause catastrophic casualties.

Now, with Tobirama heavily wounded and the clan leader being restrained by Uchiha Kyōsuke, it meant it was up to the rest of them to stop the Nine-Tails' rampage.

"Everyone, prepare for a large-scale ninjutsu bombardment!"

"Ready... Fire!"

Water Release: Water Dragon Bullet Technique x100!

A hundred colossal water dragons howled as they ascended into the air, colliding head-on with the incoming Tailed Beast Bomb.

"It's not over yet! Prepare for the second volley!"

Water Release: Water Formation Wall x50!

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Faced with a relentless barrage of high-powered ninjutsu, even the Nine-Tails couldn't break through easily.

At times, even Madara was forced to activate his Susanoo to withstand the overwhelming attacks.

There was no doubt that the Nine-Tails was immensely powerful, but its sheer size made it an easy target.

Moreover, its opponents weren't mere foot soldiers from the Allied Shinobi Forces. Standing before it were the Senju Clan's finest warriors, battle-hardened elites who had fought on countless battlefields.

With their combined strength, suppressing the Nine-Tails was no difficult task.

Within minutes, the once-mighty beast was now trapped within a massive crater.

The sheer weight of the earth itself bore down upon its massive frame, pinning it in place, rendering it immobile. At such close range, if it attempted to unleash another Tailed Beast Bomb, it would likely destroy itself before even breaking free.

"Did we succeed?" someone shouted in excitement.

But before the words had fully left his lips, a kunai sliced through the air—burying itself deep in his throat.

A Uchiha war fan swept across the battlefield, and with a single swing, a violent gale erupted, instantly mowing down all enemies in his path.

Amidst the chaos, a lone figure danced through the ranks, effortlessly reaping lives with a bloodstained scythe.

It was none other than Madara himself.

Unnoticed, he had quietly distanced himself from the Nine-Tails, slipping into the enemy ranks like a phantom of death.

"Hmph, a bunch of weaklings," he scoffed, his voice dripping with contempt. "Allow me to send you all to hell."

Madara was clever enough to know that he couldn't take on an entire army head-on.

Thus, instead of confronting them directly, he chose a strategy that appeared reckless but was, in truth, highly effective.

By diving into the enemy ranks alone, he neutralized their ability to coordinate large-scale ninjutsu attacks against him.

Now, with no risk of being buried under an avalanche of combined jutsu, he could unleash his full strength and slaughter every enemy in sight.

"You Uchiha brat, don't be so arrogant!"

Enraged by the growing number of casualties, several Senju elders could no longer stand idly by.

One... two... three...

The oppressive aura of chakra around them was unmistakable—each of these three men was a shinobi of Kage-level caliber.

Madara's lips curled into a smirk.

"Good! Now this is more like it!" He let out a wild, almost crazed laugh, his Sharingan gleaming with battle lust.

"Come! Show me everything you've got and entertain me!"

Fire Release: Great Fire Whirlwind!

A blazing inferno surged forth, spiraling into a raging tornado of fire that engulfed the battlefield, leaving the enemy no room to escape.

Madara leaped high into the air and plunged straight into the densest part of the enemy ranks.

With his war fan raised, he effortlessly deflected several incoming attack ninjutsu.

Before his feet even touched the ground, the sheer force of his descent created a devastating shockwave, clearing a massive space around him.

"Fall back immediately!"

The three Senju elders, unable to keep up, could only order their troops to retreat as quickly as possible.

But Madara had no intention of letting them escape.

With one hand, he performed hand seals, and the Nine-Tails vanished from the crater with a puff, returning to the sealing space within Madara's body.

Then, in the next instant—

"Resume your slaughter, Nine-Tails!"

Summoning Technique!

With a deafening roar, the Nine-Tails reappeared amidst the fleeing Senju ranks, its sheer presence sending shockwaves through their formation.

At the same time, the Uchiha forces surged forward, cutting through the enemy line like a hot knife through butter.

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On the Other Side of the Battlefield...

Kyōsuke and Hashirama's fierce clash raged on.

BOOM!

A Sage Art: Wood Dragon soared through the air, attempting to entangle the Perfect Susanoo.

At the same time, the Wooden Golem charged from the opposite direction, preparing a devastating pincer attack.

Seeing this, Kyōsuke's Sharingan gleamed as he saw through their movements instantly.

The dark-golden Yata Mirror materialized before him, and with a single sweep of his left arm, he deflected the Wood Dragon with ease.

But just as he prepared to counter the Wooden Golem, it abruptly crouched low—then lunged forward with explosive force.

"What the—?!"

The massive construct executed a full-body slam, an enhanced version of Thousand-Handed Body Slam, crashing into the Perfect Susanoo like a living avalanche.

"You bastard... are you even taking this fight seriously?" Kyōsuke's mouth twitched in frustration. He didn't want anyone to witness this ridiculous scene.

But there was no helping it—the Wooden Golem was incredibly heavy, and its sheer weight alone was enough to pin his Susanoo to the ground.

With no other option, Kyōsuke shifted the Yata Mirror defensively, bracing against the relentless flurry of blows raining down.

"Stop fooling around, Kyōsuke!"

Channeling his vast chakra through the Wooden Golem, Hashirama pressed his hands together.

From the ground, over a dozen massive wooden arms, each a hundred meters long, erupted skyward.

Wood Release: Hotei Technique!

Seizing the opportunity while the Wooden Golem jumped high, the massive hands surged forward, completely restraining the Perfect Susanoo to the ground.

"This is the end!"

A blinding golden light radiated from the Wooden Golem's fist, infused with the last of Hashirama's Senjutsu Chakra.

This single strike surpassed every attack he had used so far.

Like a mountain crashing down, the Wooden Golem's fist struck Susanoo—

SHATTERING it into countless fragments.

The impact's shockwave rippled outward for three kilometers, tearing through forests, rivers, and everything in its path.

The battlefield itself was unrecognizable—a land utterly reshaped by their clash.

Standing atop the Wooden Golem's head, Hashirama hesitated for a brief moment before reaching for the massive scroll on his back.

With a flick of his hand, he unsealed the Senju Clan's legendary twin blades.

Clang!

The two swords merged into one, forming a colossal blade over 1.3 meters long, its edge radiating a sharp, chakra-infused glow.

Just as he finished preparing, a streak of lightning shot toward him at blinding speed.

Uchiha-Style: Sword Jump Thunderclap!

Clang!

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Sparks exploded as steel met steel.

The attacker was none other than Uchiha Kyōsuke—completely unharmed.

"You used the Flying Thunder God to escape, huh?" Hashirama exhaled, his grip tightening around his weapon. "As expected, taking you down won't be easy."

With their Senjutsu Chakra nearly depleted, the battle between Perfect Susanoo and the Wooden Golem had ended in a deadlock—both constructs fading into nothing.

Now, stripped of their titanic avatars, the fight had returned to its rawest form—pure taijutsu.

Hashirama wielded overwhelming strength and boundless chakra.

Kyōsuke, with his Sharingan, was swift and precise, predicting his opponent's every move.

Both fought with all their might, but neither could gain the upper hand.

Before long, night fell, and their ceaseless clashes had already shifted to the southernmost part of the battlefield.

From time to time, shinobi from both clans dashed past—only to freeze in terror before swiftly fleeing in the opposite direction.

Anyone below Kage-level had no place in this battle.

One glance at Hashirama's greatsword, its chakra-extended blade reaching seven meters, was enough to make even the bravest warriors hesitate.

Even Kyōsuke was reluctant to clash against it head-on.

But then—

"It's about time."

Kyōsuke's gaze sharpened.

Finding an opening, he released his grip on the Kusanagi Sword and pressed his palms together.

In that instant—

All seven chakra natures began to merge within him.

"What is he doing?"

For the first time, Hashirama hesitated.

His heart skipped a beat, sensing something ominous.

His blade swung forward—yet in that brief moment of uncertainty, Kyōsuke evaded effortlessly.

Then—

A black Truth-Seeking Orb materialized, twisting and morphing into a Sage's staff.

CRACK!

Before Hashirama's stunned eyes, the Senju Clan's legendary greatsword—a relic passed down for generations—was shattered in two with a single strike by the staff.

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