Naruto: About the Fact That my Brother is Madara Chapter 142 142: The Ultimate Technique, Sage Art: Raijin no

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The battle in the forest instantly escalated to a fierce climax from the mont it began.

Wood Release: Tree Bind Flourishing Burial!

Vine-like saplings surged forward, attempting to bind and restrain the prey before them.

"Stop with these petty tricks."

Kyosuke's Chidori Sharp Spear extended and retracted with precision. Wielding dual blades, he effortlessly sliced through the approaching vines, severing them into countless pieces.

Five or six years had passed, and the two were no longer the naive kids who could be easily toyed with.

Now, even an advanced technique like Tree Bind Flourishing Burial was unworthy of serving as a basic tactical distraction.

"Kyosuke, I have no desire to fight you."

Hashirama's expression was pained. As he swung his twin swords, his movents were more defensive than offensive, reflecting his hesitation.

Bang!

Reacting just a bit too slowly, he was sent flying by a fierce kick from Kyosuke, and even the weapons in his hands fell helplessly to the ground.

To dare engage in battle absentmindedly in front of the Sharingan—such recklessness ant he deserved the kick.

"Are you awake now?" Kyosuke did not pursue further, savoring the thrill of the fight he had not yet fully indulged in.

Clutching his abdon in pain, Hashirama let out a bitter laugh. "Yes, I'm much clearer now."

His indecisiveness toward a friend was a fatal flaw in his personality. Though he had resolved to stop Kyosuke, he could not bring himself to strike with full force when faced with his old friend on the battlefield.

That kick had jolted him free from his hesitation.

"In that case, I'll get serious now."

Seeing Hashirama finally adopt a serious deanor, Kyosuke assud he was about to unleash so fearso Wood Style technique.

However, with a puff of smoke characteristic of the Summoning Technique, a colossal shuriken, over three ters in diater, suddenly appeared before him.

"What is this...?" Kyosuke's gaze sharpened as his hands ca together in a blur, forming seals at an astonishing speed.

Water Style: Exploding Water Colliding Wave!

Chakra gathered in his throat, and he unleashed a massive torrent of water onto the ground, creating a vast lake-like body of water.

The dense concentration of water served both as an offensive tool and a defensive barrier against incoming techniques.

Just as he finished preparing, the massive shuriken coming toward him instantly split into two, then four, continuously multiplying into more identical clones.

Shuriken Shadow Clone Technique!

Hundreds of shuriken clones tore through the air, obliterating everything in their path.

As for Kyosuke himself, he had already used the brief seconds provided by the water's delay to perform the Water Body Flicker Technique, propelling himself to the top of a surging wave.

Such a ferocious assault could shatter even an Earth Style: Mud Wall head-on. Unless he summoned the third stage of his Susano'o, there would be no way to withstand it.

Yet, since Hashirama had not resorted to his high-powered Wood Style techniques, Kyosuke saw no reason to summon his Susano'o either.

If this was to be a contest of conventional combat thods, Kyosuke was more than willing to play along.

At this mont, a torrent of water, akin to a small waterfall, gathered beneath Kyosuke's feet.

As soone adept in Water Style, he had effectively created an environnt that gave him a distinct geographical advantage.

"This is my most powerful Water Style technique. Co, taste its power for yourself."

As he spoke, Kyosuke's hand speed exploded. The speed at which he ford the seals was so fast that anyone without advanced eye techniques could barely catch a glimpse of the details.

In the blink of an eye, over twenty seals were completed. The raging waters beneath him surged violently, and water bullets resembling dragon fangs began to whirl and howl.

Water Style: Hundred Water Fang Dragons!

The shuriken clones had been imnsely powerful, the result of Hashirama injecting them with an enormous amount of chakra.

But even he hadn't anticipated that Kyosuke's casually unleashed technique would surpass his own most prized ninjutsu.

"There's no other way."

Hashirama shook his head in disappointnt, his tone tinged with helplessness. Beside him, saplings rapidly grew into towering trees.

Wood Style Secret Technique: Nativity of the World of Trees!

"Kyosuke, to this day, I still long for the days when we fought side by side." Hashirama's roar echoed, but it was soon drowned out by the continuous clash of jutsu.

The Hundred Dragons' might was strong, possessing terrifying penetration that could break through any defense. However, it couldn't cope with the endless sea of trees.

"Sure enough, ordinary kill-shot techniques are useless."

As for Hashirama's shout, Kyosuke wasn't deaf—he could hear it clearly.

But nostalgia couldn't put food on the table. Back then, the three of them had to join forces to withstand the half-step Super-Kage level Ōtsutsuki Sugito, but now he could easily take on him alone.

This was a change—the most wondrous thing in the world.

"Too bad, you'll never understand, even until the end."

The shadow of the Susanoo's arm materialized. Without the large-scale summoning, it rely covered Kyosuke's arm.

From a distance, his forearm shone with a brilliant light, as if it were forged from pure gold.

Then, the curse mark on his shoulder unraveled, and vast amounts of Senjutsu Chakra surged into his arm.

Sizzle!

The black-and-white Chidori gathered, radiating a terrifying aura that sent chills through the air.

With a light movent of his foot, he darted forward like lightning toward Hashirama's hiding place.

The massive trees that tried to block his path were as fragile as paper against the black-and-white Chidori.

Not only could they not stop him, but they couldn't even delay him for a mont.

The overwhelming sense of danger forced Hashirama to abandon his offensive technique and unleash his most trusted defensive technique.

Wood Release: Hōbi Technique!

At the age of thirty, Hashirama could use this technique to block even a strike from the complete Body Susanoo.

While it might not reach that level now, its defense was still unmatched among similar techniques.

Having activated his most reliable defensive Jutsu, Hashirama felt a brief sense of security.

However, as the wooden shield began to crack, his face underwent an unprecedented change.

"You don't understand."

"Killing, as you are now, really isn't that difficult."

In the blink of an eye, the black-and-white Chidori crackled with lightning and reached the demonic mask.

After a brief standoff of just two seconds, Kyosuke's hand pierced through the shield and impaled Hashirama hidden behind it.

This was his strongest jutsu.

Sage Art: Raijin no Sōzō (Creation of the Thunder God)!

It combines the three powers of Senjutsu Chakra, Susanoo, and Chidori, making it a true three-in-one ultimate technique.

Not to ntion the support of his Interdiate-level Sage Body and the overwhelming power of his Mangekyō Sharingan.

At this mont, Hashirama stood no chance against him.

Crack!

The Hōbi technique shattered, revealing the pain-stricken face of Senju Hashirama.

At that mont, Kyosuke's hand had completely pierced through his abdon.

With just a slight push, he could send Hashirama to the afterlife.

"How shaful, Hashirama," Kyosuke muttered as he pulled his hand out, not accustod to leaving his hand inside a man's body.

Cough, cough, cough...

Hashirama struggled to say sothing, but as soon as he opened his mouth, blood sprayed out, his appearance utterly pitiful.

At that mont, a faint sound of sothing cutting through the air ca from behind.

Kyosuke frowned and dodged, realizing what was coming toward him. It looked remarkably similar to his own Flying Thunder God Kunai.

As expected, Senju Tobirama appeared shortly after, forcing him back with a swift move, then using the Flying Thunder God technique to retreat with the heavily injured Hashirama.

Behind them, Kyosuke shook his head in regret and muttered softly to himself, "Let him run. Killing him now would give too few points."

"Once Hashirama's strength reaches beyond Kage-level, even the lowest reward will start at 40,000 points."

"Yes, that's the way to go."

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