Chapter 2: Exciting Battle
In his past life, Yuto had liked Uchiha Madara, that overwhelmingly dominant figure. But as an opponent, anyone would find him a headache.
After all, whether it was taijutsu, genjutsu, or ninjutsu, Madara had no weaknesses, and on top of that, his intelligence was formidable.
Headache—Yuto truly felt his head aching now.
Against Senju Hashirama, brute force alone was enough. But against Madara, a single careless step could mean falling into a trap.
"As expected, I really don't like clever people."
Yuto muttered inwardly.
While he was complaining in his heart, Hashirama and Madara's eyes lit up at the same time. Without hesitation, both struck simultaneously.
"Fire Style—Majestic Destroyer Flame!"
Madara's hands flashed through seals, completed in less than a second.
A massive torrent of flame spewed from his mouth.
Like a fiery ocean, it surged forward with scorching heat, roaring toward Yuto.
At the same moment, Hashirama stomped the ground hard. His figure blurred into an afterimage and vanished instantly.
Facing the sea of fire, a trace of awe flickered in Yuto's eyes. A mere B-rank ninjutsu, yet unleashed by Madara, was stronger than an ordinary A-rank.
But Yuto did not dodge—or rather, he had no need to.
In an instant, he was engulfed in the flames.
The scorching heat swept in all directions, threatening to melt the very earth. Under its intensity, tiny crystalline particles even formed across the ground.
Yet in the next moment, the towering flames began to vanish rapidly. Within a heartbeat, half the fire had already been absorbed by Yuto.
"Not bad, flames like these. Tell me, Madara, what other ninjutsu do you have?"
Yuto laughed lightly as he absorbed the fire.
Madara only smirked coldly, ignoring the mockery.
Yuto narrowed his eyes. His vision had been blocked by the Majestic Destroyer Flame, and only now did he notice that Hashirama had disappeared.
"Where is he?"
Yuto scanned the surroundings, murmuring softly.
Bang!
A muffled sound erupted behind him.
Monster Strength Punch!
Hashirama's eyes widened as he swung his fist, a direct and simple strike.
A violent buzzing filled the air. That punch seemed enough to smash the very air apart.
The terrifying force slammed into Yuto's back, but like a stone sinking into the sea, his body did not budge.
"Caught you!"
Yuto's lips curved into a grin. Without turning his head, flames suddenly erupted from his back, instantly engulfing Hashirama.
These were the very flames Yuto had absorbed from Madara's Majestic Destroyer Flame moments ago.
Boom!
Yuto stomped the ground, his body shooting forward like an arrow. In the blink of an eye, he appeared before Madara.
"Madara, this punch belongs to Senju Hashirama!"
With a cold smile, Yuto's terrifying punch slammed straight into Madara's chest!
Bang!
Before Uchiha Madara could even react, his body shattered into splinters of wood, exploding apart.
"Tch, a substitution technique."
Yuto curled his lips and instantly moved from his spot.
Whoosh, whoosh!
The moment he left, countless wooden spikes surged from the ground.
"As expected, it matches the intelligence reports."
Senju Hashirama's face grew solemn, his tone carrying rare caution, though his eyes gleamed with excitement.
Madara also gave a firm nod.
In Konoha, information on Yuto filled an entire room.
Yet despite the vast amount of intelligence, neither Hashirama nor Madara had fully believed it.
After all, intelligence was always a mix of truth and falsehood. Who could be certain that the information gathered wasn't deliberately leaked by the enemy?
"Hashirama, don't you feel it? My body is trembling with excitement already!"
Madara suddenly spoke, clenching his fists, his tone carrying long-lost fervor.
"Indeed, Madara!"
Hashirama grinned. It had been far too long since he experienced such a battle without restraint.
As the top forces of Konoha, neither of them were ever permitted to fight with full power.
But Yuto had the strength to allow them both to unleash everything!
Boom, boom!
With two heavy impacts, Madara and Hashirama shot forward like twin streaks of light, charging straight at Yuto.
"What are you two so excited about!"
Yuto scoffed as he saw them, but failed to realize he himself was already equally exhilarated.
Whoosh, whoosh!
With twin sounds of air tearing apart, Madara and Hashirama appeared before Yuto in the blink of an eye.
The two seized one of Yuto's arms each, pinning him firmly in place.
In perfect unison, they drove their fists into his face.
But the terrifying force of those punches was absorbed instantly by Yuto.
To him, it felt as if their fists had only brushed lightly against his face—so light he could scarcely feel anything.
"Good fists, but still far from enough!"
Yuto roared, using the absorbed power to wrench his arms back.
He hauled both Hashirama and Madara into the air, then slammed them violently toward the ground.
"It's not over yet! Water Style—Exploding Water Colliding Wave! Water Style—Water Dragon Bullet Technique!"
With both hands forming seals independently, Yuto completed two jutsu almost instantly. As he smashed them into the ground, the dual techniques struck them simultaneously.
Yuto had become Mizukage not merely because of his immortal body—his talent was extraordinary as well.
In all of Kirigakure, the only ones capable of single-handed seals were Yuto and Haku of the Yuki clan!
"Susanoo!!"
"Wood Style—Wood Dragon Technique!"
Two thunderous shouts erupted at the same time!
(End of Chapter)