The strongest assistant of the fourth generation

ps: Okay, okay... Well, I admit that it's more unethical to not be more mature when it's almost over, but there is really no way to add Kaguya in this place... Although I have said that I should ignore the original work a long time ago, it is so big A boss and subsequent world tree planting activities, I am your dad activity, My dad is an immortal activity, etc. are really exhausting for me... Well, after thinking about it for a long time, I decided to write the finale, which can be regarded as a conclusion. , this is the first chapter, the second chapter... I'll finish it tonight or tomorrow.

Besides, it’s still the same as before. I’m asking for support for the new book... This can be regarded as motivation to fill in the gaps~

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Immortal Technique: Lan Dunguangya!

The Immortal's spells bring crushing power, whether it's Wood Escape or the half-baked Yin-Yang Escape, whether it's in terms of the total amount or quality of energy, Zhen Yong is at an absolute disadvantage!

Just one hit!

The man who symbolized Konoha's highest combat power was thrown far away. It was not until he destroyed countless giant trees behind him that he stabilized his figure...

From the corners of his mouth, bright red and dazzling blood flowed freely.

Sure enough, I still can't compete.

Zhenyong raised his head. Madara, who was standing in the sky, seemed to have no intention of pursuing him. He just looked down and stared at his embarrassed self in a playful manner, with a winner's smile on his lips.

How about it, kid, can you still dance?

The god-like voice brought about the collapse of Platycodon City... How could human beings maintain themselves in the face of the authority of gods? The deserter who never looked back didn't have any other thoughts. He just planned to stay away from here, and further away.

Ah, yeah, it turns out that it's too hard to be cool all by yourself.

After wiping away the blood, Zhenyong reluctantly stood up. Mudun's physique finally came into play at this time. Without being fatally struck, his body quickly recovered... at least the damage he had suffered so far was far from as serious as it seemed.

However, as expected, we can only rely on magic to resist magic...

do you know?

Zhenyong, whose life and death were held in Madara's hands, did not have the slightest consciousness. He also smiled and talked leisurely with the monster in front of him.

You have said so many things, but I only agree with one of them... Indeed, in this world, only the first Hokage Senju Hashirama can compete with you one on one.

Oh, I'm only talking about this now... Madara's disdain became clearer, Is it possible that Hashirama's descendants are begging for mercy?

Tsk, tsk, tsk.

Zhenyong shook his finger with an expression that said you were too young.

And such disrespectful behavior successfully aroused Madara's anger!

Immortal Technique·Yin Escape Thunder!

In the blink of an eye, before Zhenyong could finish his words, the fan-shaped black thunder struck at him crazily, but Zhenyong on the other end didn't seem to have any intention of avoiding it, and his eyes were still slightly closed in the presence of the old god.

Wood Release: Ranking Technique!

A moment of life and death! A wooden shield shaped like a fang and a grimace suddenly appeared in front of Zhenyong!

Of course he can also perform the same ninjutsu, but whether it is power or speed, it is obviously far inferior to this time... In other words, this time the wood escape is not released by him!

boom!!

The thunder shattered the giant tree, but it itself could only be shattered into pieces.

kindness!?

This is the first time since the war started that such a complicated look appeared in Madara's eyes. Could this feeling be...

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At the same time, on the other side of the shield, Zhenyong was held up on the shoulders by a man who was slightly taller than him.

Sorry, I originally planned to consume a little of his power before letting you take action.

Zhenyong scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed.

No, it's nothing. This was a feud I was supposed to resolve.

What answered him was a calmer and more determined voice.

Well... then I'll leave it to you. Don't worry, it doesn't matter even if you can't get it done. I haven't put out my 'full force' here yet!

A trace of surprise flashed across the middle-aged man's face, but when he saw Zhenyong's proud face and the kunai in his hand, he immediately understood... that it was a technique that had not yet been completely completed.

OK!

He nodded, and then helped Zhenyong into the forest behind him, while he walked step by step from the huge smoke and dust towards Madara, who stood in the sky like a god.

…

long time no see!

This time he raised his voice. The same red but different style of armor was worn on his body, showing a completely different aura from Madara's... But there is no doubt that it is also the aura of a strong man!

It's obviously the resentment between us. Isn't it inappropriate to leave it to future generations like this?

Just because of this sound, Madara's arms clasped around his chest immediately dropped to his sides...Obviously, that was a symbol of going all out!

It's you!

His eyes revealed madness and joy, murderous intent and happiness!

Ah...ah...

The voice gradually turned from casual to serious, and then he squeezed his hands...

Immortal mode!

The smoke surrounding his body suddenly dissipated, and he stood in the direction of Platycodon City, standing in the opposite direction to Madara. Throughout the ages, Madara has only recognized the status of this opponent!

…

Hashirama!

spot.

The moment names were exchanged, a more terrifying fight began!

This time, it will be a fateful showdown that spans a hundred years!