Chapter: 34 First Meeting with Senju Hashirama

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A few words almost made Uchiha Madara dizzy.

It's likely that the King of Dance is deeply shaken right now.

If the timing weren't off, he would have immediately run to share this with his companions.

"I was right about you after all."

The young Madara excitedly patted his shoulder.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, he left with a simple sentence, "Wait for me," and returned to his camp.

As the son of the clan leader and the future ruler of the Uchiha, Madara had a unit ready to take orders at any time.

He and Kyosuke would depart together in a week to fight the increasingly intense attacks from the Uzumaki Clan.

"It seems that Tajima has noticed his son's abnormal behavior."

"No, to be more precise, he's probably already alert, but it's not yet time for action."

While thinking, a sudden sharp noise from the distance broke through the air.

Kyosuke looked up with a glimmer of light in his eyes, raised his arm, and easily caught what was coming toward him.

It was a sheathed long sword, and when the blade was drawn, it gleamed coldly under the moonlight.

With a slight fluctuation of chakra, a faint blue glow began to spread across the blade—a sign of chakra visualization.

Normally, metal weapons like kunai can conduct chakra as well.

However, the conduction rate is very low—when transmitting 100% of chakra, only about 20% of it is effectively used.

Thus, it's rare for anyone to use such weapons since the cost-to-benefit ratio is poor.

But if special metals with a high conduction rate can be found, it would significantly improve the power of chakra attachment.

For example, this weapon, which had a remarkable 60% conduction rate.

With a little exploration into changing its properties, it could be perfectly manifested.

Though it might not increase Kyosuke's power ceiling, it would greatly enhance his basic combat capabilities.

Simply put, it would make dealing with ninjas of the same level much easier.

For opponents weaker than him, he could easily finish the battle, like cutting through vegetables.

It effectively raises the lower limit of strength, which helps save chakra in battles.

After all, it wouldn't make sense to rely solely on the Body Flicker and Chidori combination for every fight—it would drain all your chakra too quickly.

"Thanks."

Kyosuke took the weapon without hesitation, considering it a return gift from Madara.

After all, even ideological education requires payment.

In the distance, Madara, wearing his battle armor, approached.

Hearing the insincere thanks, he smiled faintly and said, "Don't thank me. It was my father's order to retrieve the weapon from the clan's treasury."

The Uchiha clan's treasury. Kyosuke's expression shifted slightly. That place was filled with countless treasures.

Madara certainly didn't go there just to pick a weapon for himself.

Suspiciously eyeing him up and down, Kyosuke only withdrew his gaze after a while when the King of Dance's body became stiff.

Huff!

Madara sighed, feeling like he had been seen through.

Having visited the family treasury, he, of course, didn't leave empty-handed.

In fact, Kyosuke's arrival had already changed many things.

In the original storyline, Madara's strength was unrivaled among his peers. Though he never slackened, his desire to grow stronger had always been somewhat lacking.

Now, spurred on by Kyosuke, a rare sense of tension rose in his heart.

Strength must be honed, bloodlines developed, and even weapons should not fall behind.

After visiting the treasury, he quickly chose a gift for Kyosuke, and then began rummaging through boxes and cabinets in search of a divine weapon.

In the end, the legendary Uchiha Clan fan "Gunbai" was born about six or seven years earlier than in the original timeline.

Subconsciously touching the storage scroll at his waist, Madara coughed lightly and made up an excuse to leave.

Kyosuke, somewhat puzzled, gave up his attempt to investigate further and decided to visit his long-lost friend Izuna to catch up.

That night, intense sounds frequently came from the second young master's training ground.

The clan members were amazed, saying that Uchiha Izuna was a hardworking young man, still practicing diligently so late.

Little did they know, Izuna had turned into a punching bag, becoming Kyosuke's target for testing his sword.

When Kyosuke left contentedly, the battered young man could only lick his wounds in solitude.

"That bastard, one day, I'll surpass you."

"And the same goes for my older brother! I, Uchiha Izuna, am the one with the strongest talent."

If Kyosuke had heard these bold words, he would have regretted going too easy on him.

How could someone be so foolish?

The next day, with nothing to do, Kyosuke decided to challenge Madara for a second round.

Izuna was too weak, and it wasn't even fun fighting him.

The battle with the King of Dance had been much more satisfying.

But when he knocked on the door, the butler informed him that the young master had gone to the mountains early to train.

"Something's off."

Kyosuke narrowed his eyes and followed the trail.

In the mountains, by a small creek, young Madara was idly skipping stones, his mind filled with Kyosuke's words.

"That really is a good way to resolve conflict, but unfortunately, my father will never agree."

"But it's fine. As long as Kyosuke and I are around, we can truly achieve peace in the future."

As he was lost in thought, Madara suddenly felt the urge to urinate. He unbuckled his pants and started relieving himself in the river.

Suddenly, a figure silently appeared behind him.

"Hey~"

The stream of water immediately stopped. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't continue.

"Hashirama!!!"

Ignoring his friend's angry shout, the thick-headed youth with the pot-shaped hair stared at him with a surprised look.

"Madara, looks like you weren't lying. You really can stop immediately when someone's around."

"I've said it before, I can't pee when someone's watching, you bastard!"

"You have to see it to believe it~"

After some noisy moments, the two finally returned to normal, and Madara took the opportunity to talk about Kyosuke's idea.

"Using time to resolve hatred?"

Hashirama's eyes lit up with a sense of finding a kindred spirit.

In the past, he had blindly sought peace, never even sure if it was achievable.

But to his surprise, Madara's clan had such an insight.

Nervously rubbing his hands, Hashirama really wanted to meet the person who had proposed this idea, even though he knew doing so would be extremely risky.

Both he and Madara weren't fools; many things were left unspoken between them.

If outsiders intervened, Hashirama feared it would ruin the friendship they had worked so hard to build.

Lost in thought, the pot-haired youth suddenly tensed and turned to look at the forest behind them.

Two seconds later, Madara also sensed something and became vigilant.

In the shadow of the trees, Uchiha Kyosuke, dressed in black battle gear, stepped out.

Seeing this, Madara relaxed slightly, relieved that it wasn't someone from his father's side.

But he quickly grew tense again because Kyosuke's footsteps never stopped.

Placing his hand on the hilt of his sword, Kyosuke activated his Sharingan and stared intensely at the suddenly pale-faced Hashirama.

In the next moment, the sword's blade was already dangerously close to Hashirama's chest.

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