After thanking the two of them, Duy scratched the back of his head awkwardly and said with a sheepish laugh, "Hehe... I was actually planning to use this move on Sakumo once I had fully mastered it."
"But I never thought I'd end up using it against Lord First and Master Madara instead. The only ti I ever used an incomplete version of it was against the Seven Ninja Swordsn of the Mist..."
Hearing this, Madara burst into laughter. "Hahaha!"
After a mont, he smirked and said, "The Seven Ninja Swordsn of the Mist? You really think they were worth using this move on? Please, they're nothing but trash!"
His grin widened as he turned to Duy. "I have to admit, this fight was incredibly entertaining." He gave Duy a firm pat on the shoulder.
"Didn't you say those so-called swordsn almost attacked your son? Well then, when we get resurrected in the future, I'll take you and your boy for a nice little visit to the Mist Village." His eyes narrowed dangerously.
Duy imdiately understood what he ant and, with tears in his eyes, dropped into a deep bow.
"Thank you, Master Madara!! I will dedicate my entire youth to you!"
Hashirama watched their actions and shook his head with an amused smile. Ever since he started living in the Duel Grounds and ford this little village, life had been nothing short of perfect.
His best friend, his brother, his wife, and many talented Leaf shinobi were all here with him.
And most importantly, everyone had the chance to be resurrected soday, and Madara had finally abandoned his old plans.
Looking up at the sky, Hashirama smiled.
"Bringing peace to the shinobi world... I can't wait for that day to co."
anwhile, Sakumo, who had been listening the whole ti, broke into a cold sweat. His body tensed as he replayed Duy's words in his head.
Without hesitation, he used the Body Flicker Technique and appeared right in front of Duy.
"Oi, Duy! If you want to kill , just say so, alright?!"
His voice was filled with exasperation as he pointed an accusing finger at him. "Do you seriously think I could handle that move?! What did I ever do to you?! Why are you trying to take out?!"
Duy scratched his head awkwardly, looking away as if avoiding the question.
Just then, a massive shadow lood behind Hashirama, eleven wild, thrashing tails swirling in the air.
BANG!
A powerful fist crashed down on Hashirama's head, making him wince in pain.
"IDIOT! Why did you have to get involved too?!"
Mito glared down at him, arms crossed, her expression a mix of frustration and disbelief.
Hashirama slowly turned his head, forcing a hesitant smile, but before he could say anything, she hit him again.
BANG!
Mito scoffed, folding her arms again. "Just look around you! The entire village is in ruins because of you three!"
"Fight, fight, fight! Is that the only thing you guys know how to do?! Why are you all so obsessed with it?!"
Duy instantly shrank back in fear at Mito's furious expression, quickly bowing and apologizing to everyone."I-I'm really sorry, everyone! I got a little carried away and lost control of my strength just now!"
Then, he struck a dramatic pose with a fiery glint in his eyes. "But don't worry! I will rebuild our hos with my unstoppable YOUTH!!"
On the other side, Madara turned his head slightly, his expression unreadable. Honestly, Mito wasn't wrong. The fight between the three of them had completely demolished the small Leaf Village.
Hashirama scratched his head awkwardly, stepped forward with his usual carefree grin. "Well! No need to worry, everyone."
"Makoto's words earlier gave an idea. I've developed a new Wood Style technique!"
His grin widened as he weaved a set of hand signs.
"With this, I can rebuild the village in a single move!"
"Wood Style: True Several House Building Technique!"
The ground trembled slightly as countless wooden planks rose from the earth. In the blink of an eye, they arranged themselves into paved streets, sturdy walls, and freshly built houses, forming a fully reconstructed village as if by magic.
"Holy shit! Lord First is incredible!" Shinku blurted out, his face full of excitent.
Tobirama smirked. "What a waste of talent. My brother should've gone into real estate."
Shisui stood there, mouth slightly open. "So this is the true power of Wood Style... ?"
"This village looks even bigger than before!" Minato remarked with a smile.
As the newly built village stood before them, everyone buzzed with amazent.
Back in the real world, Makoto was secretly in awe. He never expected Hashirama to take his words seriously and actually develop a technique for it.
As far as he could rember, Yamato never used any special techniques when he helped rebuild the village after the Pain arc.
More importantly, Hashirama was on a whole other level compared to Yamato, it wasn't even close.
Makoto vividly recalled how Yamato had been exhausted and out of breath after building just a few houses. anwhile, Hashirama had constructed an entire village with a single move, and he didn't even break a sweat.
Hashirama truly lived up to the title God of Shinobi!
Makoto also rembered a about how Hashirama's Wood Style could bring peace to the world, while Yamato's Wood Style could be used for carpenter work.
anwhile, in the Duel Grounds, Mito stood frozen, montarily stunned by the scene.
Suddenly, Hashirama appeared beside her, reaching for her hand with a bright smile. "Mito, co with . I'll show you around our ho."
But Mito swiftly pulled her hand away, scoffing.
Hashirama was already expecting this and didn't stop. Instead, he reached for her waist.
Seeing this, Mito's Adamantine Sealing Chains lashed out, shoving his hand away.
"MITO!" Hashirama said, slighty serious.
Without hesitation, he used his Wood Style and this ti, she got folded.
Ahem, her sealing chains were folded.
"Everyone, go ahead and enjoy the party! I'll join you later." Hashirama hoisted Mito over his shoulder and casually walked toward their ho.
Watching this, Madara's eye twitched slightly in irritation.
Sensing his mood, Izuna smirked and held out a wine bottle. "Co on, brother, don't take it so hard. Let's have a drink!"
"IDIOT!" Madara snapped but still grabbed the bottle and marched toward the party hall.
Makoto watched the scene with a puzzled expression. 'What's up with Hashirama today? Why is he acting so weird?'
Normally, Hashirama would spend his ti hanging out with Madara, Tobirama, and Izuna all day.
But now, He was completely ignoring them and running off with Mito!
Before Makoto could think too much about it, his eyes caught sothing far more urgent.
There was barely any at left on the grill!
"Naruto, leave a piece!!!" he shouted without hesitation and grabbed the at from the grill.
Naruto turned to him with an offended look. "Aren't there tons more?! Why do you have to steal this piece that I just grilled?!"
"Idiot! I was the one who grilled that!" Sasuke snapped, clearly irritated.
Naruto's eye twitched. "Damn you, Sasuke! Are you seriously trying to compete with ?! Fine! Let's see who can grill more at!"
Sasuke smirked in disdain. "Bring it on, idiot."
"Multiple Shadow Clone Technique!"
A thick cloud of smoke exploded around the table as dozens of Narutos appeared, imdiately swarming the grill and throwing on more at.
Wasting no ti, Sasuke used his Sharingan, his eyes gleaming with fighting spirit.
"The Sharingan of the Uchiha Clan has dynamic vision! Which ans my at is guaranteed to be the most perfectly grilled!"
With that, the at-grilling battle had officially begun.
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