Naruto: From Fake to Real, Deceiving the Ninja World

Chapter 568 So what if I give you both hands?

At this very moment, on the distant battlefield—

boom!

The colossal statues of Hashirama Senju and Madara Uchiha, and the Saru-Iwata statue used by Momoshiki Otsutsuki, two enormous creatures, clashed on the shattered earth.

"roar!"

Momoshiki Otsutsuki roared from Sarutobi's mouth, his massive lava body slamming forward as he pulled his right fist back.

Then, with an aura of crushing everything, it met the fist that came crashing down from the colossal statue of the Myō-ō.

Bang! !

A deep, muffled thud, like two mountains colliding in mid-air.

The fist of the Myōō Colossus, imbued with Susanoo, shattered like fragile pottery before Sarutobi's powerful punch.

Wood chips and blue fragments of Susanoo were scattered everywhere.

The colossal body of the Mingwang statue staggered backward uncontrollably, each step leaving a deep crater in the ground and causing the earth to vibrate.

"Inferior creatures, I'll crush you!"

Momoshiki Ōtsutsuki's voice, filled with murderous intent, came from Saruichiwa's mouth.

Another equally thick fist was raised again, carrying a whooshing wind pressure, and slammed fiercely towards the giant statue of the Mingwang who had not yet stabilized its position.

Clearly, in terms of pure strength and hardness, the Myōō Colossus is no match for the Sarugakugan, which is the transformation of Ōtsutsuki Momoshiki.

but----

"So what if I give you both hands?" Madara Uchiha's voice rang out with a sinister grin.

Faced with Yuan Yan's second punch that came hurtling towards him, he not only did not have the Mingwang Colossus dodge or block, but instead controlled it to extend its other palm to meet Yuan Yan's giant fist head-on.

Bang! Crack!

Without a doubt, this hand was also shattered by the immense force of the ape rock.

However, under Momoshiki Otsutsuki's gaze, Madara Uchiha's sinister smile deepened.

Behind the colossal statue of Myō-ō, thousands of arms covered in Susanoo armor, arranged like a peacock's tail, suddenly spread out, obscuring half the sky.

Every fist in every arm was clenched tightly, and then, like a torrential downpour, meteorites rained down from the sky, crashing down on the Ape Rock.

The shadows of fists were numerous and overwhelming.

Thousands of fists enveloped Ape Rock's massive body from all directions, from above and below.

"You—" Seeing this scene, Momoshiki Otsutsuki's voice suddenly froze.

The next moment, he roared angrily, manipulating Yuan Yan's thick arms and swinging them wildly, trying to block the storm of attacks.

Bang bang bang! !

The continuous bombardment, like the sound of iron being struck, resounded through the sky. Yuan Yan's thick and long arms swung wildly, smashing and blocking the giant fists that the Mingwang statue was blasting at him one by one.

But the arms behind the colossal statue of the King of Light seemed endless; as soon as one group was destroyed, even more fists would immediately fill the gap.

Faced with the simultaneous bombardment of thousands of arms, Yuan Yan's swinging of his thick arms quickly became unable to keep up with the tempestuous rhythm, and gaps began to appear.

Boom! Crack!

Several giant fists covered in Susanoo armor broke through Sarutobi's defenses and slammed into its shoulders and chest!

Rocks shattered, lava splattered, and the ape-rock's body was forced back uncontrollably by the immense force of the impact.

"Hahaha! That's exhilarating! That's so exhilarating!" Madara Uchiha's hearty laughter echoed through the air.

He stared intently at the retreating, disheveled Yuan Yan in the distance, feeling as if a pent-up resentment, accumulated over decades, was finally being released from his chest.

Of course, this anger wasn't directed at Momoshiki Otsutsuki.

This visitor from outer space was just an unlucky guy who happened to run into the line of fire.

What truly frustrated Madara Uchiha throughout his entire life was the guy standing right next to him right now.

He glanced at Hashirama Senju beside him.

This guy was completely focused on controlling the giant statue of the Wisdom King, with his face showing the same serious expression as always.

They were completely unaware of the profound psychological trauma they had inflicted on someone.

Hmph, what an idiot.

Madara Uchiha sneered inwardly.

He recalled every decisive battle he had fought against Hashirama Senju during his lifetime.

Each time, it ended in his failure.

The first time was when the two of them were leading the Uchiha and Senju clans respectively, facing each other on the battlefield.

At that time, he had already awakened the Mangekyou Sharingan, but Hashirama was still able to steadily overpower him with simple Wood Release ninjutsu.

Later, Izuna died. In his grief and hatred, he obtained the eternal Mangekyou Sharingan, greatly increasing his power and even mastering the complete Susanoo.

He thought that this time, he would finally be able to defeat Hashirama.

However, what awaited him was "Wood Release: Descent of the Flowering Tree World", "Wood Release: Wood Man Technique" and "Wood Release: Wood Dragon Technique".

He was defeated again, more thoroughly and more powerlessly than before.

Later, he betrayed Konoha, captured the Nine-Tails, and armed it to the teeth with the Susanoo Armor.

He thought he could finally bridge the gap between himself and Hashirama with the Nine-Tails.

After all, Hashirama had already become the Hokage of Konoha at that time, and he was busy with government affairs every day, so he couldn't possibly have the time and energy to improve his strength.

The results of it?

That bastard, I don't know when or where, actually mastered that level of Sage Art, that damned "Sage Art: Wood Release: True Several Thousand Hands"!

Moreover, in terms of sheer hardness and strength, the Nine-Tails in its Susanoo form at that time, when using a weapon, was definitely stronger than the Great Buddha of the True Thousand Hands.

If the two of them simply exchanged a single punch, it would definitely be Hashirama's Buddha statue that would be shattered.

but----

We couldn't withstand that damned attack density and frequency.

Even two fists can hardly defeat four hands, let alone the Nine-Tailed Fox, which, including its tail, has only eleven "hands" at most.

Hashirama's True Several Thousand Hands actually consisted of a thousand hands on his back!

A thousand of them!

During that battle, Madara Uchiha felt incredibly frustrated.

He felt that this kind of ninjutsu was utterly shameless, completely relying on sheer numbers and lacking any aesthetic appeal in combat.

But now—

Looking at Sarutobi, who was struggling and in a sorry state under the relentless bombardment of the thousands of arms of the Myō-ō Colossus in the distance, Madara Uchiha couldn't help but grin upwards.

All he wanted to say was...

This is absolutely awesome!

"Damn it!" Momoshiki roared in a fit of rage.

Under the relentless bombardment of the colossal statue of the Myō-ō, Saru-Iwa abandoned his defense and endured the muffled thuds and cracking sounds of several giant fists slamming into his shoulders and back.

He swung his incredibly thick arms up and slammed them hard into the cracked ground beneath his feet!

Rumble!

The earth trembled violently, surging with terrifying waves, and countless huge cracks spread wildly from the Ape Rock towards the feet of the Mingwang Colossus.

Thick, sharp rock spikes, their tips gleaming with a cold light, suddenly burst forth from the cracks, piercing fiercely towards the legs and body of the colossal statue of the King of Light!

Click click click!

The giant statue of Myōō, its legs covered in Susanoo armor, was struck by a rock spike, shattering the armor and sending wood chips flying. Its form swayed slightly.

But then, the colossal statue of the Bright King raised its other foot and stomped down sharply—

boom!

The terrifying force emanated from that foot and spread outwards in all directions, shattering the rock spikes beneath its feet like fragile icicles.

Just as the colossal statue of the Ming King stabilized its position, the bombardment from the thousands of arms behind it did not stop.

Taking advantage of the gap in the air when Yuan Yan's fists were pounding the ground and his defenses were wide open, several, a dozen, even dozens of giant fists slammed into Yuan Yan's back and shoulders before he could retract them.

The molten light on Yuan Yan's body suddenly intensified several times, and layer after layer of crystallization rapidly solidified on his surface, attempting to withstand this fierce attack.

Bang! !

A deep, muffled thud resounded, as if even the sky itself trembled.

Under the impact of this enormous force, Yuan Yan was blasted downwards, his feet sinking deep into the ground. The surrounding ground surged and bulged like ocean waves, forming concentric circles of earth!

"Roar!!" Yuan Yan roared, and his arms, which were crossed above his head, suddenly parted to the sides, shaking off all the giant fists that were still pressing down on him.

Immediately afterwards, an incredibly thick arm tore through the billowing dust, accompanied by a piercing whistling sound, and slammed straight toward the head of the colossal statue of the Bright King!

However----

The punch missed.

Whoosh!

As if it had anticipated this, the colossal statue of the Ming King suddenly sank downwards and arched its back the instant the giant fist of the ape rock shattered.

The thick, muscular arm of Yuanyan swept past the colossal statue of Mingwang, its blades whistling through the air, almost brushing against the back of the statue.

As it bent low to dodge, its angry and majestic head slightly lifted, and two flames seemed to ignite in its eye sockets.

The arm that gripped the black sword in its hand moved.

From bottom to top, a vertical slash, the sword light like a bolt of lightning, tearing through the sky!

A jet-black sword line, following the trajectory of the Mingwang colossus's sword strike, swept towards Yuanyan's unsuspecting chest.

"Varied----"

Lacking practical combat experience, Momoshiki Otsutsuki's pupils contracted sharply as he watched the hissing black light slash towards him. He tried to dodge, but it was too late.

The next moment, the sword light fell.

呲!

The sword light swept across Yuan Yan's body, its momentum undiminished, slashing into the distant earth and leaving a deep, unfathomable ravine thousands of meters long.

Yuan Yan's movements suddenly froze.

A thin black line extended from its crotch to the top of its head, slowly widening.

Rumble!

The ape rock's body was neatly split in two, collapsing to both sides with a roar and crashing to the ground, stirring up clouds of dust.

[I've adjusted my mental state and will resume regular updates from now on]

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