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

Chapter 215 The decisive battle ends, Konoha is founded!

The battle on the battlefield continued, but both the Uchiha and Senju factions tacitly stopped fighting, raising their heads to witness the astonishing scene before them.

His wide-open eyes were oblivious to even the dust settling in, and his gaping mouth let drool drip slowly down his cheeks, forgetting to close them.

"Chieftain? Good luck!" *2

The two Uchiha and Senju, who had just been fighting to the death, now stood shoulder to shoulder, looking at their clan leader with excitement, and simultaneously raised their hands and began to cheer.

"Hmph! Those rotten logs of your Senju clan are no match for our clan leader!"

The Uchiha clansman, his eyes slightly red, looked at the Senju clansman beside him, whose face was flushed, and spoke sarcastically.

"I know a head of ophthalmology; would you like me to make an appointment for you?"

The mocking Senju clan leader sneered, then turned to the red-eyed Uchiha clansman before him and asked with a sarcastic tone of concern,

"You despicable Thousand Hands!"

"The Evil Uchiha!"

"Huff~ Huff~ Huff~"

Just as the two were preparing for another decisive battle, another violent shockwave struck. Under the impact of the shockwave, the two barely opened their eyes, wanting to find out what was going on, only to see a scene that they would never forget.

On the battlefield, facing four giant dragons, Madara Uchiha remained completely calm. Manipulating his Susanoo, he grabbed all four dragon heads, and under Hashirama Senju's astonished gaze, he coldly snorted and shouted...

"The Ultimate Technique of Uchiha Taijutsu: Uchiha Throw!"

Madara Uchiha, who had secretly practiced the taijutsu techniques inherited from a certain curly-haired man for two and a half years, finally found a place to use them.

He tightened his grip on the dragon head, then took a deep breath, aligning his waist and stance, and using Susanoo's immense weight to pull the unsuspecting wooden figure up, beginning their experience of a classic amusement park ride.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

When Hashirama Senju experienced the giant windmill for the first time, he felt dizzy and lightheaded. He immediately lay down on the wooden doll's head and clung tightly to the protrusion to barely avoid being thrown off.

"Whoosh~ Whoosh~ Whoosh~"

After tossing the wooden figure a few times, Madara Uchiha, who was also feeling dizzy, suppressed his nausea and released his grip, sending the giant wooden figure plummeting through the air.

"Thump!!!"

With a loud bang, the chubby wooden figure was thrown hundreds of meters away, finally crashing into a mountain peak before barely landing.

"Whoosh~"

Having barely managed to turn the tide with his trump card, Madara Uchiha's eyes blazed with crimson light. Adhering to the principle of pressing his advantage, he manipulated Susanoo, slowly drawing the long sword hanging at his waist, and strode towards the spot where the wooden dummy had fallen.

"Boom~ Boom~"

The gigantic Susanoo caused an earth-shaking tremor with every step it took, and his heart sank slowly with each approaching footstep.

"Whoosh!"

Amidst the billowing dust, a large hand swept across, dispersing the swirling grime. Standing atop the wooden dummy's nose, Hashirama Senju attempted to appeal to their friendship, launching a final verbal offensive. He didn't want his years of effort to be in vain; he hoped that his ideal village would have a place for the Uchiha clan.

"Mada! We were best friends and shared the same dream."

With his head held high, Hashirama Senju spoke with utmost sincerity. As Madara Uchiha's closest friend whom he truly respected, he genuinely didn't want the two of them to fight to the death.

"Ha Xi Hot Mom! How long are you going to keep saying such childish things?"

Manipulating Susanoo, Madara walked to the wooden doll, raising his long sword high. A hint of struggle flickered in Madara's eyes, but remembering his father's tragic death, he gritted his teeth and retorted.

"Complete honesty is simply not a thing!"

Having said that, Susanoo swung its massive sword down with immense force, aiming for Hashirama Senju atop the wooden doll's head.

"Hot Mom from Harbin!"

Hashirama Senju, whose face was initially tense, transformed his sincerity into unwavering resolve in the face of his best friend's fatal blow.

Since reasoning with you won't work, I'll have to beat you into submission.

He then clapped his hands together, and the battered wooden dummy, as if injected with adrenaline, instantly became full of vitality. Its enormous fist, carrying even greater power, met Uchiha Madara's long sword head-on.

"Motor's going!"

"boom!!!"

The giant blade, tens of meters long, collided with a fist several meters in size, and the energy released instantly enveloped the entire battlefield. Sensing something was wrong, both the Uchiha and Senju factions immediately fled the scene with all their might.

"Whoosh~"

The first to be affected was Tobirama Senju, who was located in the center of the battlefield. With a flick of his finger, he vanished from his spot and reappeared a few hundred meters away in a temporary camp.

As the white light shone in the center of the battlefield, a massive shockwave followed, instantly uprooting the ground within a radius of several thousand meters. Forests and lakes vanished, and from above, a huge crater came into view.

"Is this the power of the Uchiha clan?"

Standing high above, Tobirama Senju looked at the terrain altered by the collision of two forces, a strong sense of vigilance rising within him. His brilliant mind raced, and he slowly began to devise strategies to deal with the Uchiha.

After all, in the Senju clan, only the eldest brother awakened Wood Release, while the Uchiha clan had more than one pair of Mangekyou Sharingan users.

"boom!"

Although the terrain was destroyed, the battle continued. However, having witnessed this earth-shattering power, neither the Senju nor the Uchiha dared to step onto the battlefield again.

This battle lasted a full day and night.

"Huff~ Huff~ Huff~"

Panting heavily, Madara Uchiha swayed a few times before collapsing heavily to the ground. He struggled for a while, but found himself unable to get up.

"Whoosh~"

A slight rustling sound filled the air as Tobirama Senju arrived at the post-battle battlefield first. Madara Uchiha, seeing his despicable father's killer, could only glare fiercely at him, awaiting his death.

"It's over, motor done!"

Having analyzed the Uchiha clan's extreme threat from this battle, Tobirama Senju, both for personal and professional reasons, wanted to eliminate Madara Uchiha as soon as possible so that he and his son could be reunited.

Hi~ I'm such a kind person!

"Wait! Tobirama!"

Hashirama Senju, who was sitting cross-legged next to Madara Uchiha, raised his head and spoke up to stop his younger brother's irrational behavior, which made Madara Uchiha, who was unable to move, turn his head to look.

"Why, brother? Now is the perfect opportunity!"

Now it was Tobirama Senju's turn to panic. This Madara Uchiha was a huge threat, both in his life and at work, and he had to be eliminated in advance to prevent future troubles.

"Don't make a move!"

Hashirama Senju slightly raised his tiger-like eyes, and an aura of terrifying power made Tobirama Senju's heart tighten, and he instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

"Give me a quick death, you hot mom from Hasi~"

Compared to the disobedient Tobirama Senju, Madara Uchiha, lying on the ground, seemed somewhat reasonable. He turned his head, looked at Hashirama Senju before him, and slowly spoke, his eyes already filled with the intent of death.

"To die at your hands, I will die a worthy death."

I am truly useless. Even with my father's Mangekyou Sharingan transplanted, I am no match for Hasi Hot Mom. I have failed the ancestors of the Uchiha clan. I would rather die and go down to apologize to my father.

"Hmph~ Don't try to show off. If I kill you, the clan leader, your brother, and the young Uchiha who follow you, they'll all turn on me again."

With the moment to close the net approaching and the ideal village within reach, Hashirama Senju began to appeal to Madara Uchiha's emotions and reason, seizing the opportune moment when Madara's mentality was crumbling to begin his brainwashing.

"Hmph! The Uchiha clan has long since lost its backbone~"

Feeling certain of his death and fearing that the Senju clan would exterminate the Uchiha clan after his demise, Madara Uchiha, as the clan leader, began to slander his own clansmen, implying to Hashirama Senju that they should be spared.

"No, definitely. And if I kill you, your rich brother will never forgive me!"

Hashirama Senju scratched his face, recalling the extravagant curly-haired man, and said with a hint of fear,

"ha?"

Now it was Madara Uchiha's turn to be dumbfounded. How come he didn't know that his cousin had such a great intimidating presence? Could it be that the curly-haired guy was really hiding his true abilities?

"Brother E Yin, you send my child lucky money every year, without fail! Hahaha."

Seeing that the secret could no longer be concealed, Hashirama Senju gave an awkward smile and, addressing Madara Uchiha lying on the ground, unaware of the truth, revealed...

"Ugh~ that despicable guy, we're fighting tooth and nail on the front lines, and he dares to aid the enemy?"

Madara Uchiha, who was originally prepared to die, was immediately enraged upon hearing this secret, and said through gritted teeth in a hateful voice,

"Help me up, I'm going to go and kill that curly-haired guy!"

"Haha, you're full of energy. I say, how about we end the war here? Didn't we promise to build our ideal village in the future?"

"Sigh~"

Hearing his elder brother planning his lifelong dream village again, Tobirama Senju, a man with a hidden brother complex, sighed inwardly and then put down his sword. He knew that Madara Uchiha's life was saved.

"Can't we just keep wasting our time like before?"

Seeing that Madara Uchiha's attitude had softened, Hashirama Senju started playing the flashback game again, recounting all the funny things they did when they were young, trying to win back the other's dead heart.

"This is unrealistic. My father is dead, and there's no going back. Now that I've lost, I'm no longer qualified to protect the Uchiha clan."

Madara Uchiha glanced at Tobirama Senju standing beside him, a flash of hatred crossing his dark eyes. But utterly powerless, he could only gasp for breath and slowly explain...

"Besides, I don't trust you." Although he said "you," he was specifically referring to a certain white-haired man.

He didn't rule out the possibility of a definitive answer; he changed his tone, making it seem as if there was still a chance for things to turn around.

"What can we do to make you believe us?"

Seizing this opportunity, Hashirama Senju, overjoyed, quickly asked...

"If you want us to be honest with each other, then kill your brother now, or commit suicide."

The true intentions were revealed at the last minute. Madara Uchiha had said so much just to test whether he could drag Tobirama Senju, that despicable white-haired man, into his scheme.

"In that case, even if we're even, I will still believe in your Senju clan."

"Arminos!"

The sword I had just put down was raised again. I, Tobirama Senju, will surely slay this evil Uchiha.

"Kill your brother or commit suicide? Don't talk nonsense."

Suddenly, a comedian appeared from behind, loudly reprimanding,

"Yes, yes, yes, that's absolutely alarmist!"

Tobirama Senju agreed and then looked for a suitable place to strike.

"Thank you, Mada! You really are a loyal and kind person!"

"What are you planning to do, brother? Kill me?"

Seeing that Hashirama Senju was still in the mood to laugh, Tobirama Senju, feeling indignant, angrily questioned him.

Am I not your favorite little brother anymore?

"Ban gave me the right to choose. I don't have to kill my brother. He also has a brother. He can understand how it feels to be an older brother."

Waving to stop his younger brother's ramblings, Hashirama Senju began to remove his armor as he spoke. As the armor peeled away, revealing him in only a single layer of clothing, he pulled out a kunai and approached Madara Uchiha with a strange grin.

This ambiguous gesture caused Madara Uchiha, who had been looking forward to a good show, to blush and twist his body, fearing that the ruthless Hashirama Senju might do something outrageous.

"What are you going to do to my brother, you beasts!"

Sorry for the short link, everyone will have to read it later. I was working overtime and couldn't finish it in time. Here's an extra 200 words as an apology.

I'm so grateful to everyone!

(End of this chapter)