Naruto Reborn: The Rise of the Tsar

Chapter 211 Wood Escape Dragon Formation

Fuchuan looked at the three magatama in the other person's eyes, with a smile on his face.
"The only one with such eyes and such strength is Madara Uchiha back then."

"I once encountered the ninjas of the Uchiha family during the war between the Kingdom of Wind and the Kingdom of Fire. I have learned a little about the power of the Sharingan, but it always seemed a bit unsatisfactory."

"Your descendants are not very good at it!"

Suddenly, after hearing these words, Uchiha Madara's eyes suddenly opened, and Fukawa saw the three magatama in his eyes quickly connected together to form a new pattern, and it suddenly became a kaleidoscope.

In an instant, the surrounding environment darkened, and Fuchuan was stunned to find that he had appeared in a blood-red sky and earth.

Almost instantly, a call from the soul came, which was the voice of divine punishment. Fuchuan suddenly broke away from the illusion, and the surrounding environment recovered instantly.

But at this moment, the chakra on Fuchuan's body also exploded violently, and his eyes flashed with golden eyes, and the sand falling around him suddenly floated into the air, surging and dancing behind Fuchuan.

The ground with Fuchuan as the center quickly dehydrated and broke into sand, and a ripple began to spread outward in circles.

In terms of momentum, he is even better than Uchiha Madara.

"Amazing." This is the second time Uchiha Madara has uttered the same admiration. "I didn't expect that after Hashirama, someone else could reach such a level. You are still so young. I wish you could have been born decades earlier!"

"If I had been born a few decades earlier, Konoha might not exist."

"Hahaha! That's the kind of momentum. Boy, I was still suspicious at first, but now I see that you can't be someone who has been under others for a long time."

"Stop it, this underground cave cannot withstand the chakra of the two of us." At this moment, the chakra on Uchiha Madara's body slowly restrained himself, and he seemed to have insight into people's hearts: "Boy, in order to fight for power and gain, the five major countries have set off a war. Countless wars have caused you people to bleed on the front lines, but they are enjoying the gains. Do you want to overthrow them? I can help you!"

"Oh?" Fuchuan's eyes dimmed, and the chakra on his body slowly dissipated, "How can you help me?"

"I have a divine object called the Heretic Demon Statue. It is a divine object left behind by the ancient Six Paths Immortals. If it can be activated, it can gain truly transcendent power from the world."

"You are the one who can gain strength, what does it have to do with me?"

"I am already old," Uchiha Madara sighed, "After I die, this world will be in your hands. I only hope that you can treat the Uchiha clan well in the future."

Be kind to the Uchiha clan?
Fuchuan was amused in his heart, but he had no intention of exposing this series of lies.

"So what do I need to do?"

"Tailed beast!" Uchiha Madara's eyes suddenly showed a hint of joy: "I need to concentrate the chakra of the nine tailed beasts."

"Don't be surprised if you already got the first and third tails. I naturally have my sources of information."

"You might as well give one tail to me first. When you see the power of the 'Here's Golem', you will naturally believe what I say."

"This is a bit difficult." Fukawa spread his hands, "Shukaku doesn't know where he is wandering now. I promise not to summon him at will during his vacation." Uchiha Madara stared at the young man in front of him carefully. , smiled slowly and said, "It seems you still don't believe me!"

"Yes." Fuchuan said bluntly, "I don't trust you very much. You painted a cake for me when you first came here, and then you wanted me to hand over the first tail directly, but you even hid me, so I had to let it go." I doubt your sincerity."

The smile on Uchiha Madara's face continued, "White Zetsu's body can [-]% replicate all the physical signs of a ninja, including chakra. How did you discover it?"

"You are too weak." Fukawa shook his head, "Although he is old, I would be so disappointed if Madara Uchiha, who was once no match for the God of Ninja, looks like a weakling now."

At this moment, the smile on the old man finally disappeared, and his eyes were filled with sinister eyes, "You will regret it."

With a puff, Fukukawa's long sword suddenly penetrated the opponent's body, and Uchiha Madara spat out a mouthful of blood, but a strange smile appeared on his face. The next moment, in front of Fuchuan's eyes, this Uchiha Madara's figure twisted and changed, and he changed. It became Bai Zetsu's appearance.

With a rumble, the hall began to shake violently, and countless tree roots began to protrude from the walls, rushing towards Fuchuan.

Fukawa was seen swaying, and he kept using his Zanpakutō to clear the branches of the trees that were coming.

"It's useless!" Bai Jue's voice echoed in the hall, "This 'Wooden Prisoner Dragon Formation' will use the chakra of the people in the formation as nourishment. As long as the chakra of the people in the formation is not exhausted, these trees will grow. Won't stop!"

"Damn 'Desert Death', since you don't know how to appreciate others, just become the nourishment for the big trees deep underground!"

After a while, when he heard the sounds in the courtyard gradually subsided, Hui slowly looked out the door and saw more than a dozen strong men lying in the courtyard. The bald man leading them had long since disappeared.

"I saved you, why are you still looking unhappy?" Lixiang frowned and looked at the two people following behind her.

A little boy named Hui was dragging a flatbed truck, and on it was a letter that could not help but tremble under the quilt.

"As soon as you leave, we will have to go back sooner or later. But if you make such a fuss, how will we be treated when we go back in the future?"

"Have you never thought about leaving here? Why do you have to be bullied by them and do some bad things?"

"There is no other way to survive." Hui slowly raised his head, his eyes blank, "Xin and I have been here for three or four years. We are neither old enough to find part-time workers, nor have we grown up, nor can we do hard work. It is impossible for us to have Feed yourself normally."

Li Xiang was speechless for a moment. Did she really do something wrong?

Suddenly, Rika seemed to remember something, and turned around and asked, "Are you willing to be caravan companions?"

Hui was stunned by this question and said with a wry smile, "Business and trade here are not developed here. The number of caravans coming and going every year is very limited, and there are a lot of young and middle-aged people to recruit. How can those merchants who are unprofitable and can't afford to hire a child?"

"Don't worry about it. Just follow me later. I'll introduce you to a place. Don't live this kind of sneaky life again."

Hui disagreed in his heart. He vaguely guessed that the girl in front of him was probably a ninja from a certain ninja village who happened to be passing by on a mission. She and he were from completely different worlds. How could a high-ranking ninja understand the lives of people at the bottom? The hardships.
He was already prepared that when Xin's illness got better, he would steal some money and go back to apologize in person, without getting beaten.

(End of this chapter)