Konoha: The thirty-year-old Uchiha lacks motivation.

Chapter 214 Uchiha's Body Slam

In the quiet hospital room, looking at his little cousin whose shoulder was twitching slightly, Uchiha Gin, who was really having a hard time, reached out and gently patted Uchiha Izuna's shoulder, and said,

"Izuna, let's go check on Madara!"

He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would burst out laughing.

"Damn Senju, is Big Brother injured too?"

Wiping away her tears, Uchiha Izuna, her eyes red and swollen, stood up, her eyes blazing with murderous intent. Gritting her teeth, she questioned Uchiha Gin.

"No, my eldest cousin inherited my uncle's estate and just had surgery."

Uchiha Gin shook his head, a hint of melancholy in his eyes. He pointed to Uchiha Tajima's sunken eyelids on the sickbed and explained to his unaware younger cousin.

"Um."

Numbed by the devastating news, Uchiha Izuna simply responded and followed Uchiha Gin out of the ward toward the room where Uchiha Madara was being housed.

"My dear cousin, you're awake!"

And so, Uchiha Gin, with a sullen-faced Uchiha Izuna, pushed open the door to Uchiha Madara's hospital room. The first thing he saw was a familiar figure standing by the window. He hadn't expected his cousin to be in such good physical condition. The anesthesia should have lasted for three hours before the effects wore off, but only an hour had passed and he was already moving around normally.

"Waaaaah~ Big brother, I'm so sorry~"

Having just calmed down, Uchiha Izuna broke down in tears again upon seeing his older brother, tears of sorrow flowing freely as if they were free.

"Cousin, Izuna."

Hearing the familiar voice, Uchiha Madara, who was standing by the window, slowly turned around. His eyes were wrapped in thick bandages, and his expression was unreadable. The voice that came from his mouth was as icy as the cold wind.

"I will avenge my father."

Madara Uchiha continued speaking to himself, then stretched out his hands and untied the bandages from his eyes. As the strips of white cloth were removed, a pair of alluring patterns, a blend of two different designs, appeared before Gin Uchiha and his companion.

"Just these eyes of God, opened by sacrificing my father."

Feeling the clarity in his vision that he hadn't seen in a long time, Uchiha Madara slowly spoke, his palm gripping the bandage with bulging veins, his slightly heaving chest filled with hatred. With his voice, a cold and obscure aura instantly filled the entire ward, and the powerful pressure made Uchiha Gin turn his head involuntarily.

"Big cousin, you just had your Kaleidoscope transplanted. What if you lose to that watermelon-headed brat again? Wouldn't all your uncle's sacrifices have been for nothing?"

Facing his younger cousin, whose fighting spirit was rising, Uchiha Gin tried to dissuade him with "earnest words," but a hint of hesitation flashed in his dead fish eyes.

"No need, I'm incredibly strong right now."

The surging power in Eternal Eyes gave Madara Uchiha unprecedented confidence. He beckoned to Izuna, who was looking on in shock, and gave the order.

"Izuna, go and issue a challenge to the Senju clan. Tomorrow is the day of the decisive battle."

"yes!"

Izuna Uchiha, who was still in shock, was pulled back to reality by Madara Uchiha's call. He could sense his brother's Eternal Eyes, which had been transformed, and immediately stood up and replied loudly.

May your military prowess continue!

Seeing that his attempts to dissuade him were futile, Uchiha Gin could only look troubled, then sighed softly, looked at his younger cousin, and offered his silent blessing.

"I will surely crush the Thousand Hands and unify the Land of Fire!"

The next day, at dusk.

The decisive battle was scheduled to take place in a canyon not far from the Naka River. Uchiha Madara, accompanied by a few personal guards, awaited the arrival of Senju Hashirama.

Before long, Hashirama Senju, dressed in red armor, arrived as promised, accompanied by his younger brother and several guards.

The atmosphere between the two sides became tense the moment they met.

"Madara, how is your father?"

Upon seeing his close friend, Hashirama Senju, feeling guilty, looked apologetic and prepared to explain the events of the previous day to Madara Uchiha.

"My father died from his injuries."

Gone was the usual relaxed and enjoyable atmosphere of the friendly match. Madara Uchiha, with his cold expression and bloodshot eyes filled with piercing hatred, felt somewhat unfamiliar to Hashirama Senju.

"So, stop spouting your childish nonsense and let's fight, Hasi Hot Mom!"

Blinded by hatred, Madara Uchiha's three tomoe spun and merged rapidly in his crimson eyes, eventually transforming into a complex and bewitching pattern. As his dense chakra surged, a majestic blue demon god materialized behind him.

Faced with his best friend's resolve, Hashirama Senju's expression changed. Looking at the giant, who seemed more solid than ever before, he frowned and, unusually, began forming hand seals. A surge of powerful Wood Release energy coursed within him. Facing the four menacing iron fists, he shouted as he prepared.

"Wood Release: Descent of the Flower Tree World!"

Thick wooden branches instantly burst from the ground, wrapping around the arm of the blue Susanoo. The menacing iron fist was suddenly restrained by the wooden branches, causing the previously confident Uchiha Madara to frown deeply.

"Hiss~ Hiss~"

Just as Madara Uchiha was about to get rid of the annoying branches, a series of loud thuds breaking the ground instantly alerted him. Looking around, he saw thick, vibrant branches surrounding him.

Each branch was larger than his Susanoo. These branches, like countless tentacles, swept towards him relentlessly, catching him off guard and causing his Susanoo to sway left and right.

"Huff~ Huff~"

Barely managing to fend off the tentacles' onslaught, Madara Uchiha caught a whiff of an unfamiliar floral fragrance in the air. To his surprise, he saw countless giant red flowers blooming across the battlefield, their stamens trembling and scattering yellow pollen into the air.

Is pollen toxic?

After accidentally inhaling a few breaths, Madara Uchiha felt the speed at which his chakra was being refined slowed down, and his body went numb. Simultaneously, the Susanoo he was controlling went weak in the knees and he knelt down. If he still couldn't figure out that it was Hashirama Senju who was behind this, he might as well be blind.

"Stop, Madara!"

Seeing Madara Uchiha under his Wood Release control, Hashirama Senju, with his hands clasped together, spoke earnestly to his close friend with a look of admonition on his face.

"There's no point in continuing the fight."

"You say it's meaningless, then why did Father die?"

Taking advantage of a pause in the other person's speech, Madara Uchiha, having recovered from his Susanoo injury, gritted his teeth and uttered a soul-searching question.

"."

Upon hearing this, Hashirama Senju, feeling guilty, lowered his head somewhat uneasily, unsure how to respond. Since his father had also been stabbed to death in front of him, he fully understood Madara Uchiha's current feelings.

"Because it was you who killed him."

Mentioning his father, who died tragically at the hands of Tobirama Senju, once again amplified the power of Madara Uchiha's eyes with his grief. As his Eternal Eyes spun rapidly, his Susanoo unleashed an extremely powerful aura, and the resulting shockwave caused the surrounding fighters to duck and avoid being swept away by the blast.

Madara Uchiha's previously frail Susanoo began to grow taller and taller, from a giant of a dozen meters to a height that blotted out the sky. He was covered with a thick layer of armor, and a pair of huge wings sprouted from his back. As a ferocious tengu mask was placed on Susanoo's face, a complete Susanoo with the awe-inspiring power of a demon god appeared before everyone.

"That's right!"

Hiding behind the branches, Tobirama Senju looked up in surprise at the towering blue giant, his mouth slightly agape. Then, looking at the long sword in his hand, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness in comparison.

In the cockpit atop Susanoo, Madara Uchiha crossed his arms and looked down at Hashirama Senju. Although he had been able to barely condense a complete Susanoo using the Mangekyou Sharingan, it was not as large as the one created by the Eternal Eye.

"Wood Release: Wood Human Technique!"

Seeing the towering giant he had never seen before, Hashirama Senju felt a sense of crisis and decided not to hold back any longer. So he formed hand seals again and used the Wood Golem Technique at full power for the first time. As countless intertwined wooden branches emerged from the ground, the thick smoke instantly covered the entire battlefield.

As the choking smoke dissipated, a wooden Arhat figure, entwined with wooden dragons and with an endearing appearance, stood before Madara Uchiha's Susanoo.

"Ha! Shi! La! Ma!"

Although he was quite surprised—after all, the wooden dummy Hashirama had used before wasn't even half the height of this one—Uchiha Madara, possessing the Eternal Eye, had swollen his confidence to the point of arrogance. So he stretched out his hands, manipulating Susanoo to grab at the wooden dummy.

"Ma! Da! La!"

Standing atop the wooden dummy, Hashirama Senju showed no sign of backing down, directing the dummy to engage in a direct confrontation with Madara Uchiha's Susanoo.

"boom!!!"

The two colossal giants clashed passionately, creating shockwaves that forced those around them to give way.

"The Art of the Wooden Dragon!"

Taking advantage of the opening, Hashirama Senju used the Wood Dragon Technique. Facing the attacking dragon, Madara Uchiha raised an eyebrow. With a huge opening behind him, he had already installed an extra pair of hands behind Susanoo. He stretched out two iron fists and instantly smashed the wood dragon.

"Wooden Dragon Technique!!!!"

Unexpectedly, his sneak attack was easily neutralized by Madara Uchiha. Hashirama Senju frowned, clasped his hands together, and four more wooden dragons emerged from the wooden figure, sweeping towards Susanoo once again.

"You won?"

Seeing that the four wooden dragons had hit their targets, their momentum undiminished, and obscured by the smoke and dust, Hashirama Senju, unable to see the outcome, slowly lowered his hand. His heart pounded, and worry crossed his handsome face.

"Oops~ I forgot to turn back, I hope the motor is okay~"

However, as the smoke cleared, the astonishing scene before his eyes left even the usually composed Hashirama Senju speechless with astonishment.

The four giant dragons that had sprouted from the wooden doll were tightly held in the arms of Madara Uchiha's Susanoo. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't budge them an inch. Just as he was at his wit's end, a clear, cold voice rang in his ear.

"Hassi Hot Mom, have you ever witnessed an Uchiha slam?"

Still writing, there might be some errors, just wait a bit.

(End of this chapter)