Inheritance Of Garp, Sarutobi Hiruzen Begging Me To Come Out at the Start

"You lost, Uchiha Madara!"

Carl saw Uchiha Madara's extremely distressed appearance, first shook his head, then fell from the sky and stepped on the sea.

"Shut up, I didn't say that!

I am Uchiha Madara... How could I lose.

I who mastered the Ashura mode... there is no way I could lose to you!"

With a puff, Uchiha Madara rose from the sea, thrusting his hands like rain like rain, and Carl slammed into it.

Although the Sangouyu Rinnegan was turned off, and he didn't use any pupil, ninjutsu, or illusion, just relying on physical skills, his fist still caused shocking waves on the sea, but Carl didn't even look at it, The body is like a fallen leaf blowing in the wind, floating along Uchiha Madara's fist.

No matter how fast Uchiha Madara punches, how high the frequency is, and how wide the range covered by 15 punches is, there is no way to touch it except for causing huge waves on the sea surface after punching and kicking. Not a single bit of Carl's body.

"Damn Paper Arts!"

Uchiha Madara punched thousands of punches in one breath, each punch with all his strength, but he was out of breath, and still couldn't touch Carl's clothes.

He knew that this was the Paper Arts among the Six Forms of Superman.

Possesses an extremely powerful ability to dodge.

As long as it wasn't a technique like the Tailed Beast Bomb that instantly leveled several kilometers, or even dozens of kilometers, as long as Carl cast Paper Arts, it would be basically impossible to touch the corner of his clothes.

If used in conjunction with Observation Haki, this trick is even more terrifying.

At that time, Carl used this physical technique in the face of the several sieges launched by the Uchiha clan. Dozens of Uchiha clan members beat Chakra to exhaustion. It didn't hurt him at all.

"It's really embarrassing and ugly!"

Carl shook his head.

"To shut up!"

Hearing this, Uchiha Madara, who was stepping on the sea surface and gasping for breath, suddenly stepped forward and punched Carl straight in the face.

"You lost, Uchiha Madara!"

In this regard, Carl didn't even look at it, and flicked his fingers over Uchiha Madara's fist, and gently pressed it against his forehead.

Although this finger did not cause any harm to himself, Uchiha Madara froze suddenly when he punched, and the violent aura on his body gradually dissipated.

At this time, he seemed to have calmed down and accepted the ending of another fiasco.

"why?"

"Why did you appear in this world?"

"Why does the ninja world have me, Uchiha Madara, and you, Carl, an era...with me, just one of you is enough!"

Uchiha Madara stared at a pair of complex eyes of anger, resentment, and reluctance, and stared at Carl who was close at hand, perhaps because he knew that this time there was really no way out, or if there was a way out, he didn't want to leave, and he didn't have the strength , I don't have the energy to continue walking like in the past.

After the two eras, countless battles were fought, but in the end, without exception, they were all defeated by Carl.

The backlog of fiascos over and over again had exhausted his self-confidence and spirit, and made his will collapse.

Especially in the heavy particle mode just now, he chose to fight instead of fleeing, almost betting everything on him.

The result is still lost.

After countless fiascos, although these proud Shuras were unwilling to bow their heads, they never lost their previous spirit, and their mentality completely collapsed.

Facing Uchiha Madara's ferocious shout, Carl didn't speak, nor was he impatient, but listened and watched quietly.

"I didn't expect that I would have such an ugly and unbearable performance.

I'm really sorry...Old friend, although you no longer regard me as an old friend, I'm still very sorry to let you see this picture of me losing my composure.

After a while, Uchiha Madara seemed to have had enough of cursing, or was tired of cursing, and suddenly pulled down weakly.

"It's ok!

If you have anything else to say or explain, you can finish it all at once and explain clearly.

I still have time. "

Carl shook his head.

"No, I can't beat you, I can scold you before I die, and you have no way to refute, so I can only endure and suffer quietly... I'm not completely lost."

Uchiha Madara gave a low self-deprecating laugh. 883 "I have a question for you...Aren't you from the ninja world like Ōtsutsuki?"

Suddenly, he raised his head to look at Carl, and asked every word.

"Yes, I am different from you, Hashirama, Tobirama.

I am not a native ninja. "

Carl didn't hide it either, but admitted it frankly.

"Is it the same for Sage of Six Paths?"

Uchiha Madara asked again.

"I kind of don't know how to define him!

You say he is from the Ōtsutsuki clan, but he is not completely, but if you say that he is an ordinary ninja born and bred, he is not either.

All I can say is, he's a Ōtsutsuki who was born in the ninja world, a Ōtsutsuki who grew up in the ninja world!"

Carl pondered for a moment, then said.

"So, are you from the same place?"

At this moment, Uchiha Madara and Carl seemed to put aside the grievances and grievances of the past, just like when they first met, chatting like a pair of ordinary friends, no longer the strong smell of gunpowder before. .