4. Chapter 4 Fierce Battle
After talking for a while, Masahiko realized that Madara across from him still had that arrogant, overbearing face, and even his weathered skin was starting to crack.
"Tobirama, leave Madara to me, the rest of you deal with him! I'm going to show this brat the difference in real combat experience (imitating old lady Chiyo, feeling pretty cool...)"
"Grandpa, you..." Tobirama was about to stop him when he saw Masahiko, wielding a shuriken in each hand, charging towards Madara. Helpless, he could only tell the Senju elites behind him, "Hold the others back, I'm going to provide support!"
"Behold my shuriken! Behold my shuriken clone technique! Behold my shuriken transformation technique!" Masahiko shouted three times, transforming his two shuriken into dozens of giant wind demon shuriken, whistling towards the faces of the seven opponents.
"What kind of hellish ninjutsu is this?! Everyone get out of the way! Body Flicker Technique!" Izuna yelled.
The others quickly dodged, but Madara slightly shifted his body, avoiding most of the shuriken and even managing to block one in his hand. His expression was disdainful. "Is this what you call the difference in combat experience?"
Masahiko laughed. "I knew you'd show off! Shuriken Substitution Jutsu!"
Instantly, Masahiko switched places with the shuriken in Madara's hand, then launched a flying kick, striking Madara squarely in the chest. Madara was sent flying dozens of meters, kicking up dust, making it impossible to see what had happened.
"Big brother! That damn old man..." Izuna shouted, charging towards Masahiko, but was stopped by Tobirama, and the two engaged in a fierce battle. The rest of the Senju clan surrounded the remaining five Uchiha clan members. Three peak Jonin led the attack, while the others assisted, pushing the enemy into a perilous situation.
"Damn it!" As the smoke cleared, Uchiha Madara revealed himself. Aside from being covered in dust and a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, he wasn't seriously injured. But I, Long Aoban, have completely lost face. I was sent flying by this old guy in a single exchange. Enraged, I unleashed the Uchiha clan's unique Fire Release technique: "Fire Release - Dragon Flame Song Technique!"
"Earth Release - Earth Release: Earth Release: Hidden Stone Technique (Iwa Hidden Technique)" Facing Madara's Fire Release, Masahiko chose to burrow underground. After the fire subsided, he emerged again.
"See, there's still a gap in practical experience, isn't there? You should have used the Great Dragon Fire Technique just now, not the enhanced version of Dragon Flame Song. That's for multiple enemies. Look how much chakra you wasted." Masahiko said, shaking his head slightly, as if pitying Madara's lack of practical experience.
"Enough nonsense!" Madara was completely "detonated," the three tomoe in his eyes spinning, slowly transforming into a windmill pattern. "Fire Release - Great Fireball Technique!" Madara spat out an exaggeratedly large fireball from his mouth. Even dozens of meters away, Masahiko could feel the heat as if it would dry out the air.
"As expected, one of Madara's Mangekyou Sharingan's abilities is to amplify the power of ninjutsu? Naruto fans are right." Masahiko thought to himself, but his hands didn't slow down. "Wind Release - Vacuum Wave!" He precisely cut a sufficiently wide channel in the middle of Madara's Great Fireball.
"Luckily, I still know Wind Release. This level of Fire Release would probably pierce through my earthen wall in an instant... It's really too much to face Madara now," Masahiko thought to himself.
He didn't form any more hand seals, but instead used his persuasive skills: "Madara, are you going to continue fighting? The people you brought are about to give up."
Madara looked around. Sure enough, Izuna was tightly entangled by Tobirama, and it was hard to determine a winner. The other five were in grave danger, all injured, and on the verge of collapse. This old guy wasn't someone who could be dealt with in a short time. There was also a Uzumaki clan princess in the palanquin whose strength was unknown, and she was said to be a genius...
"Izuna, lead them to retreat! I'll cover the rear!" Madara shouted.
Izuna hesitated for a moment, then formed hand seals: "Fire Release - Great Fire Annihilation!" He created distance from Tobirama, providing an opportunity for the five who were being besieged to break through. After the group regrouped, they immediately fled into the depths of the forest.
Tobirama was about to give chase when he found Madara blocking his way with a teleportation.
"You're too arrogant, Madara. You think you can stop us all by yourself? Not even my elder brother! We'll leave you here today!" Tobirama shouted.
"Leave me here? This move was originally a surprise for Hashirama, but I'll show it to you first. Susanoo!" Madara said, two streams of bloody tears flowing from his eyes, a pale blue skull enveloping him.
Ten minutes later, Masahiko half-supported Tobirama, watching Madara quickly disappear into the distance with a helpless expression. He, who was only skilled in the Three Body Technique and shuriken, was completely helpless against this kind of absolute defensive ninjutsu. Of the group, only Tobirama and three peak Jonin could inflict minor damage on Madara, but now all three were lying on the ground, Tobirama looking completely exhausted, and the others were all injured. Even knowing that Madara was at his limit, they couldn't pursue him.
Tobirama took a breath, shook off Masahiko, and went to check on the three lying on the ground. To his relief, the three had only been knocked unconscious by the impact and were otherwise unharmed.
"I didn't expect Madara to have gotten so much stronger in just two months. Luckily, he made Izuna and the others retreat beforehand, otherwise we might have been left here." Tobirama sighed and said.
"Yes, we were indeed very lucky. If Uchiha Izuna were still here, Mito, the bride, would probably have had to take action herself. I wouldn't have the face to go back and see my nephew then." Masahiko replied, but having read the original story well, he was thinking, "Madara probably really came here to congratulate Hashirama on his wedding, but why did they have to fight like this?"
If Masahiko knew that Madara decided to attack their group because of his talk-no-jutsu, he wondered if his old face would turn red.
At this moment, Mito stepped out of the palanquin and said, "I'm so sorry, I wasn't able to intervene just now. Let the three unconscious seniors lie in the palanquin. We should hurry on our way. If we are attacked again, I'm afraid it will be difficult for everyone to cope in their current state."
"This..." Tobirama thought for a moment, but in the end, he didn't refuse. "Everyone, adjust yourselves and let's get going as soon as possible!"
In this way, the bride Mito ran with the group, while three men lay in the palanquin. Masahiko thought to himself and actually laughed out loud. If Hashirama saw that the bride he was going to marry had turned into three middle-aged men, the scene would be too beautiful...
Tobirama looked at Masahiko and couldn't help but ask, "Second Grandfather, the shuriken substitution technique you used earlier is very similar in concept to a ninjutsu I'm developing. Could you teach me how to use it?"
"Flying Thunder God Technique?" Masahiko thought to himself, "No problem, but you have to promise me one thing."
"No problem, what is it?"
"At your eldest brother's wedding, you do this..."
"This..."
As he spoke, the Senju clan's territory was already visible in the distance.