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Chapter 312 Uchiha Madara

"You can't cut him."

Hashirama didn't pry Madara's hands off, but instead started explaining to Madara the differences between different worlds.

When Ban heard that the owner of the voice on the light screen was from another world, he simply didn't believe it.

He turned his head and looked at Tobirama, who was secretly watching him and Hashirama.

"Tobirama brat, is your older brother out of his mind?"

"Probably not."

"Then why is he talking nonsense? Saying that person is in another world."

"You mean this? Big Brother wasn't talking nonsense. That guy named A-Guang is definitely not from our ninja world."

"ha?"

Madara looked at the Senju brothers with pity and shook his head gently. "It seems you two brothers have gone mad and are talking nonsense."

"Just think of us as crazy."

Tobirama knew Madara was stubborn, so he didn't explain much. Instead, he pointed to the light screen and said, "They're reviewing your life up there. Don't you want to see how accurate their assessment is?"

"Hmph, I would have watched it even without you telling me."

Madara, a character foreshadowed from the very beginning but only appearing later in the story, is almost as imposing as the protagonist from his very biography, exuding an aura of unparalleled superiority—and this is all before Hashirama existed.

From the moment Madara's life trajectory was intertwined with Hashirama's, Madara embarked on a path of no return, destined to become the undefeated master of martial arts.

Although both are undefeated, the former's prestige completely surpasses the latter.

Madara's life story can be told by recounting how his brothers were killed one by one by the Senju clan.

[Because Madara and Hashirama were an absurd pair of brothers in their previous lives.]

[Before dying, he swore to be reincarnated generation after generation, to love and kill each other.]

On the screen, Asura led a group of people in a standoff with Indra.

Under the light screen, Madara and Hashirama didn't understand what the people above were up to, but they could tell that the atmosphere between the two groups was very tense.

"Hmph, that's utter nonsense. Me, brothers with him in a past life? What a joke."

Madara crossed his arms arrogantly, looking at Hashirama with disdain.

Hashirama, on the other hand, scratched his head and laughed in an exaggerated way.

"Ban, did you see that? We were brothers in our past lives!"

As he spoke, he was also scratching at the spots.

"What kind of brother are you?"

Madara used both hands to block Hashirama's attempts to pull him away, his disgust practically overflowing.

"I must be so full to want to be your brother. Just look at Tobirama's white hair, you'll die young."

Seeing that Madara had brought up himself, Tobirama couldn't pretend he hadn't heard it.

"I want to clarify that my white hair is natural, not because of my older brother."

With Tobirama speaking, Izuna naturally couldn't remain idle either.

He deliberately touched his hair and said with a hint of pride, "My Uchiha clan has had thick, black hair for generations. Don't try to take advantage of us, you white-haired guy."

"What did I rub against? Your question is completely nonsensical."

"You have someone set up a light screen to say that my older brother and your older brother were brothers in a past life. Isn't that just trying to ride on their coattails?"

"Fuck you!"

Tobirama laughed in exasperation. He pointed at Izuna and said, "Putting aside the fact that I didn't arrange this light screen at all, even if I wanted to take advantage of it, I wouldn't do it over your black hair. Your thinking is low-class. Don't think of me as low-class as you."

Still not satisfied, Tobirama deliberately stroked his hair and continued, "Black hair is too common. Things are valued for their rarity. My white hair is much more sophisticated than your black hair."

"Rarity makes things valuable? My foot! There are hardly any bald people in the village. Are you going to shave your head later?"

"A bald head is something you get later in life, but we're born with it."

"You were born that way, huh? Don't give me the chance, or I'll definitely shave your head bald."

"Hmph, you defeated opponent. You were no match for me before, and you're even less of a match for me now."

"You despicable, insidious, and cunning Thousand-Haired White-Haired Man, you must have tampered with my body, otherwise why would my Sharingan only have one tomoe?"

There's no doubt that Tobirama didn't tamper with anything; he wouldn't be that despicable.

However, Izuna's body was hastily made to deal with Madara Uchiha, and its quality was indeed much lower compared to other clones.

Faced with Izuna's question, Tobirama was too embarrassed to say it outright, so he turned his head to the side and firmly replied, "I didn't do anything."

"Look at me, you bastard."

In contrast to the intense interaction between Izuna and Tobirama, Madara and Hashirama remained quiet.

They looked at each other, feeling that some strange chemistry had developed between the two younger brothers.

"Alright, Izuna, stop being unreasonable."

"Tobirama, stop fooling around and watch the video on the light screen first."

Madara and Hashirama stopped their two younger brothers from arguing and turned their attention back to the light screen.

The concept of a love-hate relationship might be a poignant love story between a man and a woman, but when applied to two brothers, it's a bit... frankly, I'm a little confused about the author's personal preferences.

[To get back to the main point, Madara, reincarnated into the Uchiha clan, possessed the clan's innate ability to unlock bloodline limits related to the pupils.]

As everyone knows, the Sharingan is so powerful that it not only allows one to pilot a Gundam, but also represents the pinnacle of genjutsu (illusionary techniques) in the entire series.

As a master of genjutsu in Konoha, Kurenai Yuhi suffered a great loss at the hands of Itachi Uchiha, ending up completely bound. If Asuma hadn't been there to watch, the plot might have veered off course into something more explicit.

[Ahem, Madara lived through a chaotic era when he was young, with various ninja clans being employed and fighting each other.]

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[Before he even opened his eyes to the world, his miserable idle life consisted of urinating and defecating anywhere by the river and skipping stones on the water.]

And so, one day, he unfortunately caught the eye of Hashirama, a talkative kid whose name he didn't even know.

Hashirama, born into the Senju clan, was a sworn enemy of the Uchiha clan.

The two met anonymously by the river every day, without revealing their surnames.

Because they share a common understanding and pursuit of peace, their friendship level skyrocketed.

However, not long after, her parents found out about her relationship.

"Screw dating."

Madara flew into a rage again, grabbed the chair he was sitting on, and smashed it at the light screen.

Unfortunately, the chair didn't hit the light screen; instead, it passed right through it.

Seeing this, Madara still wanted to use ninjutsu on the light screen.

Fortunately, Hashirama reacted quickly and stopped Madara.

If Madara actually uses his ninjutsu, this office will be destroyed.

Moreover, everyone inside, except for him, his two younger brothers, and Mito, is likely to be injured.

After all, the scale of Madara's use of ninjutsu is something everyone who knows understands.

"Calm down, freckles."

I can't calm down.

Madara, with a ferocious expression, was wrestling with Hashirama.

Judging from his expression, he's determined to smash this light screen to pieces today.

"You can use force, but please don't use ninjutsu."

"Ha, you said it yourself."

Yes, I said so.

"Fine, then I won't use ninjutsu."

Upon hearing Madara's reply, Hashirama chuckled and released him.

Once released, Ban started touching and groping the light screen without thinking twice.

In the true sense of the word, it involved physical contact.

But it was all for naught.

Even if he dismantles Tobirama's desk, the light screen remains unchanged, completely unaffected.

A dozen seconds later, Ban returned to his original position with a gloomy expression.

Madara's fruitless attempt made Hashirama laugh especially hard.

He shifted his position, making room for half of the chair, and said with a grin, "Ban, your chair's falling apart, want to squeeze in with me?"

"Screw you, don't come near me."

After saying that, Madara clapped his hands together, conjured a wooden chair, and plopped down on it.

(End of this chapter)