People are in Hokage, start dancing by grabbing Madara's neck

Chapter 88 - Uchi... I am a swordsman!
Hashirama and Tokaima's expressions froze, and the two stared at each other in silence.

Banjian wiped the sweat from his forehead after refilling the oil lamp, and looked at the two silent people here with some doubts.

Zhu Jian looked at his younger brother with a strange expression, seemed to be struggling for a while, and then slowly asked the doubts in his heart:
"Tobima... What are you going to tell me...?"

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After Tobuma's explanation, Hashirama also understood the whole story.

It turned out that Tobima followed him secretly, and saw Madara and Lu Chuan and his own special training!
After figuring out the reason for the misunderstanding, Hashirama smiled awkwardly, scratched his head, and waved his hand at Toikama, expressing his indifference:
"It's okay, Father will not take care of our trivial matters."

Who would have thought that after hearing Zhujian's words, Tobuma would feel a little angry at his elder brother's casual attitude, and Fumama frowned, trying to persuade his elder brother:

"Brother! Have you ever thought about what if one of those two people is from a family that is hostile to us?"

After hearing the words, Hashirama's attitude became less casual, and his expression became a little serious.

He sat cross-legged, with his hands on his knees, with a solemn expression.

Having been with Lu Chuan and Madara for so long, how could he not have thought about this possibility.

Even when talking to Madara at the beginning, he saw that Madara's tricks looked like the special shuriken technique of the Uchiha family, and he was going to test the other party.

After getting along for a while, Hashirama became even more convinced that Madara was from the Uchiha clan.

The pride revealed in the words, the extraordinary eyesight, the special throwing technique, the chakra of the fire attribute...

It's just that the other party's familiar attitude keeps me uncertain.

But for Lu Chuan, Zhujian really didn't know which family the other party came from.

Seeing Hashirama's silence, Tobuma knew that his elder brother had listened to his words, but he wouldn't make any changes just because of this!

Tobima looked carefully at Hashirama, he lowered the arms he was encircling, and continued with a serious expression:
"Brother! Have you ever wondered why that person can teach this kind of swordsmanship to the two of you?"

"The kind of swordsmanship that simplifies seals and strengthens ninjutsu can even be used as the capital of a family's rise! He just taught it so simply..."

Tobima wanted to continue to say something, but Hashirama couldn't listen anymore. The promises the three of them shouted on the rock wall and their common ideal of peace flashed through his mind.

The more Hashirama listened to Toikama's words, the more irritable he became. He closed his eyes and forcibly interrupted Toikama's argument:
"Don't say that, Tobuma! The three of us trust each other and take peace as our common goal, so we are so frank!"

Feijian was speechless and choked, looking at Hashirama's appearance, he felt a suffocation in his chest, and in the end he had no choice but to let go of his excited hands.

Tomama shook his head, it would be great if it was really what Hashirama said.

But...if the guy named Lu Chuan knew from the beginning that the elder brother came from Qianshou, then his reason for teaching the elder brother and the other person this kind of swordsmanship is also appropriate.

Is it for favors?Or interest?

It shouldn't be human favors. Human favors in this era are useless at all.

Don't think about this for now, the main purpose now is to prevent the eldest brother from going out.

Thinking of this, Tokai sat cross-legged and tightly grasped the cloth on his knees with his hands, pondering and said:

"But brother! The current situation is that father..."

Bang——! !

Boom! ! !

At this time, the door of the three brothers was suddenly pulled open, and Tobima and Hashirama subconsciously turned their heads in shock, looking at the door.

His eyes moved slightly between the doors, and he looked at the wooden block blocking the door, which had been completely crushed at this moment.

On the door frame, there were also traces of being forcibly torn apart, and even some wood was smashed into powder and fell to the ground.

And the figure who opened the door asked in a serious tone:

"The current situation...how am I?"

The pure white moonlight shines through the figure standing in front of the door.

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the other side.

beside the creek.

The smoke from the campfire was slowly rising.

Lu Chuan and Madara were sitting by the bonfire, and Madara was complaining about how Hashirama came so slowly.

Lu Chuan was holding a wooden stick and was weaving straw ropes on it.

He is making a durable bamboo sword. The wooden sticks he uses are all made by himself, and they have very strong vitality.

At this moment, Madara, resting his cheeks in boredom, stared at the few bamboo swords placed beside Lu Chuan, his eyes flashed, as if he had thought of something.

He stood up, walked to Lu Chuan, picked up a bamboo sword, waved it casually a few times, and boasted triumphantly:

"Lu Chuan, I have already learned the kind of swordsmanship you taught me!"

"Oh, that's awesome."

Lu Chuan's reaction was very flat. He was lowering his head, concentrating on the bamboo sword he was weaving in front of him.On the other hand, his wooden avatar was spying on the movements of the Thousand Hands Clan.

Although Lu Chuan has no way to grasp what is happening in the Thousand-handed Clan at any time, it is still within the ability of Mu Clone to pay attention to this special figure in the Buddha.

Through the wooden avatar, Lu Chuan clearly saw that the Buddha room had entered the house where the pillar room and the door room were located.

This also means that it may not be long before Fojian will send someone to investigate Madara and his identity.

This is where Lu Chuan struggled most.

He weaves the bamboo sword expressionlessly, Senju Zhuma and Uchiha Madara will one day understand the identities of both parties.

This is unavoidable, but it would be good if it is clear to Hashirama that Madara is from Uchiha through the Buddha Room.

However, the split between the two of them due to their identities, with Lu Chuan's intervention, can never happen again.

Thinking about it, Lu Chuan's thoughts were brought back to reality by the noisy voice from outside.

"Hey! Bastard Lu Chuan! Are you listening to me?!"

Madara stood in front of Lu Chuan, looking down at him, his face full of anger after being ignored.

Holding the bamboo sword in one hand, Madara looked at Lu Chuan who had regained his senses and raised his head to look at him. He was so angry that his brain became hot and he shouted:
"Take a good look at Lu Chuan! I have improved your swordsmanship!!"

As he spoke, Madara turned sideways and swung the bamboo sword in his hand. Under the dark night sky, Lu Chuan could vaguely perceive patches of fire flickering on the bamboo sword in Madara's hand.

Lu Chuan nodded, Madara is indeed the reincarnation of Indra, and he has already stepped into the threshold of ninja swordsmanship in such a short time.

At this moment, Madara turned around with a proud expression, holding the blackened bamboo sword on his shoulder, he shouted confidently:

"Look! This is my improved swordsmanship that is more suitable for me! I'm going to call him Yu..."

Madara seemed to be choked by someone at once, and he "woo" for a long time before continuing:

"Yu...Wu...Wo Liu·Jianyueyan! How about it!"

(End of this chapter)