: Dance with me one last time

Chen Feng has not yet reacted.

Uchiha Madara, who was lying in his arms, flashed instantly.

The river in front of me stirred up huge waves.

Uchiha Madara was already standing on the other side of the river.

His cheeks turned red.

Long black hair, blown by the wind.

The smell of alcohol filled his body, and he stared straight at Chen Feng, shouting loudly: “Chen Feng!!!”

Bang!

Chen Feng’s figure was like a kite with its string broken, flying upside down and hitting the ground.

“Ban really shouldn’t be allowed to drink.” Chen Feng murmured.

Get up.

He immediately fled in the direction of Konoha.

Chen Feng knew very well how big the strength gap was between himself and Ban.

If he can’t make Madara stop, then the only person who can save him is Hashirama!

Behind him, strong wind sounded.

The surging chakra was filled with the smell of alcohol.

Madara’s figure approached instantly.

“Ban!!!”

Chen Feng gritted his teeth tightly: “I surrender!”

Ban’s dark eyes turned bright red at this moment.

The Mangekyou Sharingan turned rapidly.

The next second.

Chen Feng’s screams echoed throughout the sky.

Seven or eight trees were smashed by Chen Feng’s body.

The ground is sunken.

Chen Feng was lying in a large crack, with blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.

He had given up using words to sober up Madara.

After getting up, he ran away quickly.

behind.

The ten-meter-high blue god of war that Madara condensed has already taken shape: “Chen Feng! I haven’t seen you use Susanoo yet. Please activate your Mangekyō Sharingan, use your Susanoo, and dance with me one last time. Go!”

“Do you think I don’t want to use Susanoo!”

Chen Feng’s figure flashed rapidly.

Look back.

Behind him, the earth trembled.

The ten-meter-long blue god of war that Madara had condensed was still chasing him.

A Susana arrow has taken shape.

The spearhead was aimed at Chen Feng.

Chen Feng shouted loudly: “Brother! My Mangekyou Sharingan cannot activate Susana!”

The words fell.

Susanoo’s arrow pierced the air and shot out with a bang.

Chen Feng immediately stopped and glared angrily: “Ban! You are so drunk that you can’t use your full strength. Do you really think I’m afraid of you?” His

fingers scratched his palm.

Blood sprayed in the air.

A large number of spells were bombarded on the ground: “Spiritualism. Five-level Rashomon!”

Five huge ghost gates more than ten meters high rose from the ground.

Smoke and dust filled the air.

Violent movement resounded through the dense forest.

now.

Uchiha territory.

Tobirama’s home.

On the bed, Tobirama’s wife was sleeping soundly.

Tobirama’s figure was not on the bed.

The window is open.

The wind outside the window blew the curtains.

Tobirama was wearing pajamas and had already reached the roof, looking towards the dense forest in the distance.

“Are there enemies invading Konoha?”

Tobirama’s eyes were ferocious.

No sleepiness at all.

A kunai bearing the mark of the Flying Thunder God appeared in his hand.

Tobirama’s figure disappeared in an instant.

now.

Deep in the forest.

The five huge ghost gates summoned by Chen Feng’s channel were all shattered.

Chen Feng and Ban are no longer here.

“Madara! I’m not Hashirama! Please stop!” Chen Feng’s figure quickly jumped through the dense forest, escaping.

Blood flowed from his shoulder.

The Susana arrow that Madara had just focused on had already shot through his shoulder.

If he hadn’t dodged in time, it would have been his heart that was shot through.

Even facing Madara who was in a drunken state and whose strength was greatly weakened, Chen Feng was still no match.

Suddenly, a kunai bearing the mark of the Flying Thunder God was inserted into the ground in front of Chen Feng.

Tobirama’s heavy kick landed hard on Madara’s chest.

Caught off guard, Madara’s body flew upside down.

Tobirama fell on the tree trunk and looked at the direction where Madara fell to the ground with a solemn expression: “Sorry! Madara, I mistakenly thought you were an enemy invading Konoha.” He looked back at

Chen Feng: “Chen Feng, what on earth is going on? ”

Madara drank too much.”

“What?”

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the words trailed off.

Tobirama felt a sharp pain in his chest.

Chen Feng’s eyes widened and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

The two figures flew backwards rapidly.

The next second.

Two thick and powerful arms caught the two bodies.

Huge amounts of chakra instantly filled their bodies.

The blood hole on Chen Feng’s shoulder is recovering in a form visible to the naked eye.

“Hashirama! You’re finally here!” Madara’s tone was full of drunkenness.

“Madara!!!”

“Hashirama!!!”

Smoke and dust surged.

The earth trembled.

The fierce fighting did not stop until dawn.

After all, Madara in his drunken state was unable to exert his full strength and was no match for Hashirama.

riverside.

On the clear water, the waves become calm.

Forty-two-year-old Hashirama, thirty-eight-year-old Chen Feng, and thirty-eight-year-old Tobirama were sitting by the river.

There are many more wrinkles on Hashirama’s face than ten years ago.

His eyes remained firm.

The white robe was stained with a lot of blood from the previous battle with Madara.

Madara had fainted and was lying in Hashirama’s arms.

“There’s really nothing we can do about this guy.”

Hashirama sighed and healed Madara’s injuries: “The peace period has lasted for ten years, and Madara is still so warlike.”

Hashirama, Chen Feng, and Tobirama chatted about the time they just fought. , Madara’s drunken embarrassment.

The ability to perform ninja arts is greatly reduced.

Although it is more than enough to deal with Chen Feng and Tobirama.

But he was easily defeated by Hashirama.

Especially Madara, who opened the Samsara Eye in a drunken state, used the All-Seeing Tension on Hashirama, but failed to control it well, so that he was forcibly sucked in front of Hashirama and was violently beaten by Hashirama.

When talking about this scene, Chen Feng, Hashirama and Tobirama couldn’t help laughing.

The sleeping fish at the bottom of the river were awakened by the laughter of the three people and started running around.

It’s getting light.

The three of them sat by the river and talked about Madara’s ten years in power.

During these ten years, the ninja world maintained peace.

Good weather.

The country is peaceful and the people are safe.

Every child can receive state subsidies and go to school smoothly.

Every adult can find a job that is satisfying and comfortable.

Where there is light, there are shadows.

At the beginning of the unification of the five major countries, there were several coups launched by rebels, but they were suppressed and eliminated by Madara with extremely strong force, without harming any people of the Fire Nation.

Gradually.

People have discovered that life under the current rule of the Fire Nation is much better than it was during the days of the five great nations.

The number of rebellious ninjas subsequently decreased.

“Hashirama…this battle…the winner is still me, Madara Uchiha!” Madara murmured in Hashirama’s arms.

“Okay, okay, you are the winner, I lost.” Hashirama said helplessly while treating Madara’s injuries.

After all the injuries on Madara’s body were healed, Madara still didn’t wake up.

Hashirama hugs Madara and goes home.

Time flies.

Another ten years have passed.

Hokage’s office.

Chen Feng sat at his desk and carefully reviewed the entrustment documents.

The floor-to-ceiling windows behind him opened.

The wind blew Chen Feng’s cloak.

The words “Nidaime Hokage” fluttered with the cloak.

evening.

The sun sets.

Chen Feng came to the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the scenery of Konoha outside the window.

now.

In the past ten years, under his policy of developing agriculture, the landscape of Konoha was very different from that of ten years ago.

A large amount of dense forest was cut down and the land became farmland that could be cultivated.

The soil and water support the people.

The soil around Konoha, thanks to Hashirama’s transformation, is very fertile, and rice can mature four times a year.

The sun shines.

The fields are golden.

On the street, the fifty-two-year-old Madara Uchiha was dragging a little girl in a floral dress over with a sullen face.

Madara has more wrinkles on his face.

His hair was half white.

The little girl she was dragging seemed to be frightened and cried loudly.

Chen Feng looked around and saw that little girl, he knew her.

Hashirama’s granddaughter, Tsunade.

Cheeks are plump.

The way she looks when she cries is so cute.

“Madara, did Tsunade make you angry again?” Chen Feng said with a smile.

When Madara walked to the bottom of the Hokage Tower, he raised his head and glanced at Chen Feng.

He didn’t give Chen Feng any face.

He kept a straight face, said nothing, and continued to drag Tsunade away.

His expression looked extremely angry.

“Uncle Hokage, please help me! I’m being beaten!” Tsunade’s big eyes were shining with tears as she shouted a complaint to Chen Feng.


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