In order to slap Qianxing in the face, Tobirama threw down a ninjutsu
scroll that was more than half a person's height, and hurriedly left the
study to deploy troops for the next battle.
Qianxing, who received the scroll, couldn't wait to check it.
"Shadow Clone, Mutual Detonation Talisman, Flying Thunder God,
Impure World Reincarnation, Darkness Walking Technique..."
These powerful ninjutsu, which were initially drafted by Chihsing and
eventually completed ahead of time by Tobirama, are now displayed here
as if they were free of charge. This sense of harvest of 'planting in spring
and reaping in autumn' is really addictive.
After Qianxing sealed the scroll into another scroll with satisfaction and
hid it close to her body, she was about to say goodbye to Hashirama
when she noticed that he looked a little sad.
"Hashirama, you are..."
"How is she, Ban?"
Only then did Qianxing remember that Hashirama was a powerful
opponent, especially since he had started to pretend to be depressed. His
lethality was far better than that of an ordinary young handsome guy.
"Brother, you are going to get married, so don't worry about Sister Ban. I
will take it if I suffer a little loss."
Of course, Chihoshi didn't dare to say the second half of the sentence.
After all, she didn't know how much feelings Hashirama still had for
Madara, nor did she know how Madara felt about Hashirama now. What
if the two of them were in some kind of "love story of life and death", if
she intervened, she might easily lose her life.
What's more, Hashirama is about to get married, which means he is out
of the game. The best thing to do now is to say less.
In order to be able to cling to someone powerful in the future, Qian Xing
naturally wouldn't talk nonsense.
"Well, I just want to know about her condition," Hashirama still hadn't
wiped off the sad look on his face. After all, apart from Chihoshi, Madara
was the one who got along best with him.
The two men have the same aspirations and are of similar age. If it
weren't for fate, the one who would have married Hashirama might have
been Madara.
Simply put, in Hashirama's heart, Madara is the lingering white
moonlight.
Qianxing naturally knew this, but there was no such thing as giving in
when it comes to love, not to mention that such a domineering and
powerful person like Madara was also Qianxing's white moonlight.
"Madara has had a hard time these years. Although she has become the
clan leader, few of her subordinates listen to her. That's why I gave her
that plan, just to let her win once before peace comes to the ninja world."
"Yeah"?
Although these words were different from what he said just now,
Hashirama could still feel that what Qianxing said this time was true.
He lowered his head and thought for a few seconds. When Hashirama
raised his head again, he had become the confident and unparalleled
Senju Hashirama again.
"As long as peace returns to the ninja world, Madara will no longer
suffer."
"I understand, Qianxing, thank you"!
Qianxing: ???
Hashirama's mumbling made Chihoshi complain crazily in his heart,
"What did I say? I didn't say anything, don't do what Obito did, ok"?
But before Qianxing could say anything else, Hashirama patted his
shoulder and said.
"You probably don't have enough time to learn those ninjutsu these days.
Come, I have prepared another gift for you."
"Gift"?
Qianxing, who originally wanted to complain a little, instantly perked up
after hearing about Hashirama's gift.
"What gift?"
"follow me".
After saying that, the two of them walked out of the study room one after
the other. When they reached the open space, Hashirama raised his
hands and clapped them.
"Come out!"
As soon as Hashirama finished speaking, the next moment, three figures
appeared and knelt in front of the two men.
"Master Patriarch, Master Qianxing."
"Um"!
Hashirama was very satisfied with the concealment level and appearance
of the few people.
"them..."
"Don't underestimate them, they are the first batch of graduates of the
[Assassination Tactics Special Forces]. Their strength and loyalty are
second to none among the selected people, and they are qualified to be
your exclusive guards."
"Anbu"?
Qianxing thought to himself and was skeptical about the strength of these
people. After all, among the ninjas kneeling in front of him wearing
animal masks, there was even one who looked about the same age as
Mito.
Although there is no shortage of children like Kakashi who can become
ninjas at the age of twelve in the ninja world, their rarity is about the
same as the chance of winning the first prize in a lottery. Qianxing has
never heard of any member of the Senju clan in later generations having
such strength.
However, Hashirama did not notice Chihoshi's reaction, but continued
with his introduction.
"Well, from today on, they will only obey your orders. Even if you ask
them to die or attack me, they will definitely execute your orders without
hesitation"!
"This is obviously a death squad."
Qianxing complained secretly, but then he thought that Hashirama
should not have such dark thoughts, but Tobirama was different.
"This is what you trained for."
"How can I have time?" Hashirama put his hands into the wide sleeves
and then began to explain slowly.
"This was done by Tobirama. I just help with training occasionally."
"Sure enough, Tobirama still doesn't trust me"!
Although he knew that Tobirama sent his men to him, it was nominally
for protection but actually for surveillance.
But Qian Xing didn't care about it at all. After all, these people were his
subordinates in name only, and he wouldn't find it a bother at all to have
someone running errands for him.
Especially now that we have obtained Tobirama's forbidden technique,
what we lack most is time. As for the girl Mito, we can also ask these
subordinates to help take care of her, which is really killing two birds
with one stone.
"Anyway, they won't rebel, so just keep them under surveillance." With
this thought in mind, Qian Xing decisively decided to accept these
younger brothers.
"If Tobirama is training, then it's still reliable."
Hashirama didn't mind Chihoshi's complaints, but patted the other's
shoulder happily.
"As long as you like it, they will take you back to your residence soon. I
will also go back to prepare. After all, the Uchiha may attack me during
my wedding. I am worried..."
"Don't worry about that."
Qianxing interrupted Hashirama directly, then grinned and said, "I gave
Madara thousands of scrolls. Even if you just read them, it will take you
ten days or half a month, not to mention picking out some useful and
executable ones."
"So just be a groom with peace of mind these days. Just consider it as my
wedding gift to you."
"Hahaha..."
After hearing Qianxing's plan, Hashirama laughed heartily.
Although he was also included in Hashirama's "plan", he only now
realized how terrifying Chihoshi's "one plan, multiple uses" strategy was.
The strategy that even predicted and calculated the enemy's actions was
really scary.
But fortunately, such people are on my side.
"Xiao Qianxing, you are really something. It looks like Tobirama is going
to lose this time."
Hashirama sighed, then looked at Chihoshi again.
"Welcome back"!
"Ok".
...
Uchiha clan.
A few days passed in a flash, and today was the wedding of the Senju
clan leader. Those who had originally prepared to launch a surprise
attack on the Uchiha clan were now ready to go within the scheduled
time, waiting for the clan leader to lead them in giving the Senju clan a
severe blow.
However, Madara's delay in appearing directly caused unrest among the
Uchiha people who already had complaints about Madara.
"Quan Na, the clan leader..."
Originally, Izuna thought that Madara hadn't even left his room for the
past few days because he was preparing for the battle against the Senju,
so she didn't bother him. But now it seems that this is not the case at all.
Seeing the commotion becoming more and more intense, although Izuna
respected her sister very much, she had to disturb her.
"I'll go and take a look."
Several elders looked at each other and felt that this was a good
opportunity to launch an attack. Naturally, they were unwilling to be left
behind, so they went to Madara's mansion with Izuna.
Several people were standing outside the room. Although the door had
not been opened yet, they could still sense that Madara was inside.
Tuk Tuk!
Izuna's index finger knocked lightly on the door, and then Madara's lazy
and hoarse voice came from inside.
"What's up"?
"Sister, the time has come to attack the Senju clan as agreed upon."
"Really? It's already this late. I'm busy. Let's cancel this battle!"
Madara's casual response made Izuna and several elders very puzzled.
After looking at each other, although they felt that the next behavior
would be a bit offensive, they still did not inform Madara and just broke
in.
As the door opened, what came into view was scrolls covering the entire
floor, most of which had been opened, and a dishevelled figure sitting
among the scrolls.
"Izuna, you're here at the right time. Please help me organize the scrolls
here. I haven't slept for three days, so I'll take a nap first."
After saying that, Ban didn't even look at the elders, but found a quilt in
the cupboard and covered himself with it.
Not long after, Ban began to snore softly, obviously falling into a deep
sleep.
Although several elders wanted to make trouble, everyone had
experienced the issue of grumpiness when waking up. Usually, it was fine
as long as many people were talking nonsense, but once Madara got
really angry, these old guys would definitely not be able to withstand it.
The few of them looked at each other, and saw compromise in each
other's eyes. They also understood that this action might not be able to
continue. After all, without Madara to stop Hashirama, the existing
Uchiha people, even if there were several times more, would find it
difficult to cope with the terrifying power of Hashirama.
As for the scroll on the ground, none of them would have the guts to
even look at it.
Therefore, several elders wisely chose to leave.
Izuna himself was also somewhat confused about Madara's current
situation, and he did not have so many concerns. After saying goodbye to
the elders, he could not wait to look at the scrolls on the ground that
came from nowhere.
But when he casually picked up the scroll at his feet and began to read it,
he was instantly stunned.