Naruto: Experience Pain, Start by Copying the Entire Shinobi World

Chapter 255 First Encounter with Hashirama

The gale, carrying pebbles, made the hems of their clothes flutter loudly.

This is not a scenic resort, but a battlefield that has been plowed by chakra countless times.

The earth cracked, and massive tree roots, like wildly growing pythons, twisted and crushed rocks. In the distance, a blue chakra giant was wielding a long sword.

Each strike forcibly alters the terrain on the map.

"This is... the battle before the village was built?"

Tsunade stood atop a giant tree, her golden Tenseigan slightly contracted.

Even from dozens of kilometers away, the overwhelming sense of oppression still sent chills down one's spine.

That was the ultimate showdown between the God of Ninjas and the Asura of the Ninja World, a scene that only exists in history books and legends.

Without any fancy probing, the attack was utterly devastating.

"Tsk, we're here too early."

Qianxuan sat cross-legged on the tree trunk, one hand supporting his chin, his tone full of disappointment.

He looked at the two figures fighting fiercely in the distance, then turned back to look at Tsunade beside him and sighed.

"In the first year of Konoha, that is, we were just starting to prepare for the village's founding. Wife, you still have to wait ten years before you are born."

Tsunade, who was intently focused on the battlefield, instinctively replied upon hearing this:

"So what?"

"how?"

Qianxuan was heartbroken.

"I was thinking of pinching your cheeks and taking some embarrassing photos of you when you were a little kid in open-crotch pants. Now, you're not even a fertilized egg. I've wasted half my trip."

Tsunade's temple throbbed.

She turned around, raised her leg, and kicked Qianxuan's shin without using chakra, purely a release of physical strength.

"Besides all this nonsense, can't you fill your head with something serious?"

Qianxuan didn't dodge, letting her kick him. Instead, he chuckled and grabbed her ankle, giving it a couple of squeezes.

"This is a serious matter. After all, the sense of accomplishment from bullying Tsunade when she was a child is unique."

Beside her, Princess Kaguya floated silently in mid-air.

She was completely immune to the couple's flirtatious banter, her pure white eyes fixed on the distant battlefield.

"Those are...Indra and Asura?"

There was a hint of confusion in her voice.

Although the nature of chakra has changed, and its appearance has changed, those two soul energies that have been intertwined for thousands of years remain...

For this progenitor of chakra, he was as conspicuous as a lighthouse in the dark.

I guess so.

Qian Xuan released Tsunade's foot and pointed to the man riding the wooden dragon in the distance.

"That man playing with wood is the reincarnation of your unworthy descendant, Ashura, named Senju Hashirama. He's Tsunade's grandfather."

He then pointed to the one piloting a Gundam and hacking and slashing around.

"That guy playing with eyes is the reincarnation of Indra, Uchiha Madara."

Princess Kaguya nodded, giving a very fair assessment:

"Too weak."

"..."

Tsunade's lips twitched slightly.

In this ninja world, who would dare point at Hashirama Senju and Madara Uchiha and say they were "too weak"?

Besides this freak next to me, there's only this alien ancestor in front of me.

Don't judge them by your own standards.

Qianxuan pulled a bag of sunflower seeds from his pocket—he had specially bought them at the Konoha convenience store before coming here.

"In the realm of mortals, these two are already at the top. Come on, sit down and watch the show. These are VIP seats, no tickets required."

Princess Kaguya hesitated for a moment, then, mimicking Sengen's posture, she sat cross-legged somewhat stiffly on the tree trunk.

She took the handful of melon seeds Qianxuan handed her, and clumsily cracked one open, mimicking his actions, before swallowing it whole, shell and all.

Qianxuan: "..."

Forget it, why bother with aliens about eating habits?

In the center of the battlefield.

The battle has reached a fever pitch.

Madara Uchiha's complete Susanoo soared into the clouds, its two enormous chakra swords slicing through mountains with a single swing. His laughter was arrogant and unrestrained, carrying a madness that seemed to want to trample the heavens and earth underfoot.

"Hash, hot mom! Is this all you've got?!"

His response was a furious roar from Hashirama Senju, who clasped his hands together.

"Sage Art: Wood Release: True Several Thousand Hands!"

The earthquake trembled.

A thousand-armed Kannon statue, several times larger than Susanoo, rose from the ground.

Those countless enormous wooden arms blotted out the sky, and each hand contained a monstrous force capable of shattering city walls.

"A Buddha image appears on the crown of the head!"

Boom boom boom boom—!

That's pure violent aesthetics.

Countless fists rained down, smashing the arrogant blue Susanoo to pieces.

Madara Uchiha's maniacal laughter abruptly stopped as he was hammered deep into the ground, armor and all, creating a massive crater.

"This is... Grandpa's prime?"

Tsunade was dumbfounded.

Although she had inherited the monstrous strength of the Senju clan and was also empowered by the Hundred Healings Technique,

But looking at this earth-shaking power before me, I couldn't help but feel a sense of powerlessness.

This is not ninjutsu at all.

This is a miracle.

"It's alright, it's just that it has a lot of chakra."

Qianxuan commented,

"The technique is a bit rough, it's all basic attacks, there's no skill involved at all."

Princess Kaguya nodded in agreement.

"Chakra utilization is too low, it's a waste."

Tsunade ignored these two guys who were talking without any real understanding of the situation.

She looked at the battlefield, where the smoke and dust had cleared.

It wasn't a life-or-death struggle as I had imagined.

Hashirama Senju released the wooden dummy and fell from the sky, standing on the edge of the huge pit.

Madara Uchiha lay at the bottom of the pit, his red armor mostly shattered, his arrogant face covered in blood.

But there wasn't much resentment.

"Madara!"

The voice between the pillars traveled through the wind and sand, carrying a sense of honesty and persistence.

"Enough already? Continuing to fight will only destroy this land; it will be pointless."

Madara lay on the ground, looking at the sky above him, which had been shattered by their chakra, and suddenly laughed.

"Hash Hot Mom...you're still so naive."

He struggled to sit up; although he had lost, his pride remained undiminished.

"Isn't innocence good?"

Hashirama jumped into the pit and stretched out a hand towards Madara.

"Let's join forces. Let's build a village, protect our brother, protect those children. Let's stop them from going to the battlefield, let's stop them from suffering like us, not even leaving behind a complete corpse."

Ban looked at the hand.

That hand was covered in calluses and scars, yet it stood as steady as a mountain.

silence.

After a long while, Madara finally reached out and firmly grasped her hand.

"If you dare to betray our agreement..."

Ban's eyes were sinister.

I will kill you with my own hands.

"Hahaha! Don't worry!"

Hashirama pulled Madara up, laughing like a two-hundred-pound child.

"As long as we are here, the ninja world will be at peace!"

In the distance, on a tree trunk.

As Tsunade watched this scene, her eyes inexplicably welled up with tears.

This is where Konoha began.

Two men who stood at the pinnacle of the ninja world shook hands and made peace in a dilapidated ditch.

He made a grand vow about peace.

Although she knew that this peace would not last long, although she knew,

In the end, the two fought to the death in the Valley of the End.

But at least at this moment, that ideal is pure.

"That's great."

Tsunade murmured softly.

"It's pretty good."

Qianxuan clapped the sunflower seed crumbs off his hands.

"Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. These two idiots, one too idealistic and the other too extreme, it's no wonder they got into trouble together."

He stood up and stretched.

"The show's over, time to go say hello."

"greet?"

Tsunade was stunned.

"What are you going to do?"

"Since you're already here, wouldn't it be impolite not to greet your grandfather?"

Qian Xuan straightened his collar.

"By the way, I also want to see if these two legendary ninjas can withstand even one of my fingers."

Before Tsunade could stop him, Sengen's aura suddenly changed.

It is no longer that completely restrained mortal state.

He subtly revealed a hint of his presence.

Just a trace.

But for Hashirama Senju and Madara Uchiha, whose senses were extremely acute, this faint aura...

It was like dropping a depth charge onto a calm lake.

"Who?!"

At the bottom of the pit, the two who were gazing deeply into each other's eyes turned at the same time, their gazes shooting like lightning towards the tree canopy where Qianxuan and the other two were.

Hashirama instantly entered Sage Mode, and his mask appeared.

Although Madara's chakra was exhausted, his Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan continued to spin, instantly locking onto that direction with killing intent.

"We've been discovered."

Qianxuan looked at the two of them with a smile, without the slightest bit of panic.

He even waved in that direction.

"Hey, you two old folks, done fighting? Want to come up and grab some melon seeds?"

Tsunade covered her face.

She knew it.

There's absolutely no way you can just quietly be a passerby when you're out with this man.

"Let's go."

Princess Kaguya cooperated perfectly, her body slowly rising and flying in that direction.

Tsunade had no choice but to follow.

Three figures descended from the treetops and stood at the edge of the huge crater, looking down at the two legendary ninjas below.

The atmosphere froze instantly.

Hashirama's gaze swept over the three of them.

A woman dressed in a strange white robe and with horns exuded an eerie aura that he couldn't fathom.

A blonde woman with a strange golden mark on her forehead gave him a strangely familiar feeling, even... a bit like Mito?

There was also a young man with black hair.

Although he looks somewhat handsome, there is no chakra fluctuation in his entire body, just like an ordinary person who has accidentally wandered into a battlefield.

But Hashirama instinctively sensed that this young man was the most dangerous.

That kind of danger wasn't the kind of confrontation you feel when facing a freak, but rather a feeling of insignificance, as if you were facing the entire universe.

Who are you?

Ban spoke first, his voice hoarse, his hand already gripping the fan tightly.

He didn't like the feeling of being looked down upon.

In particular, the appearance of these three people was completely beyond his perception.

"us?"

Qianxuan smiled, jumped down from the edge of the pit, and landed lightly in front of the two of them.

He pointed to Tsunade beside him.

Let me introduce myself.

"This is your granddaughter, Tsunade Senju."

Hashirama: "???"

Then, he pointed to Princess Kaguya floating in mid-air.

"This person, by all accounts, should be your...grandmother."