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Chapter 224: Summit Enlightenment? Nothing Special
The ninja on the perimeter, suspended from white branches, strained their necks to the limit. They gazed at the two giants in the center of the field. Towering into the clouds, the top was invisible!
Piercing the sky, it was hard to imagine just how high, just how massive they were! It was even harder to conceive how such miraculous ninjutsu could be unleashed!
All the ninja were dumbstruck, their minds reeling. If they weren't suspended, the sheer pressure of these two invincible "Gods" would likely have paralyzed them on the ground.
"Strong... too strong... Is... is this really something ninja can do?"
"The First Hokage makes sense, after all, he is the God of Shinobi, accepting that he can use such Wood Release is one thing; But... why has Akatsuki's White Tiger become so powerful? Just a paper clone seems to rival the First Hokage!"
"Sigh... stop dwelling on it. That kind of existence isn't something we mortals can comprehend."
"Right, we better think about our fate if the First Hokage loses..."
"Why do I have a bad feeling? Say..."
BOOM—!
A massive roar from the sky interrupted the ninjas' discussion. The battle of the "Gods"... had begun!
atop the Buddha, Hashirama clapped his hands. He called for it, and it came: "Wood Release: Wood Dragon Technique!!"
A gigantic wood dragon coiled around the Buddha immediately charged vividly toward Alex.
Unfortunately... it was instantly smashed by a punch from the pure white Paper Giant. It turned into countless wood chips, scattering from the high sky.
"It seems that even though it is formed of paper, its strength and power are terribly strong..." Hashirama's expression was grave. His Wood Dragon was destroyed with a single punch. A probing attack revealed the Paper Giant was no showpiece. The white paper created by Paper Style was completely different from ordinary paper.
It was special... and very troublesome.
"Hashirama," Madara said deeply, "No need for useless probing. Use your strongest strike!"
"Madara..." Hashirama murmured, locking his gaze on Alex opposite him. He shouted seriously, "Peace in the ninja world did not come easily. I will not allow anyone to destroy it! Nor can Konoha be destroyed by an ambitious person like you!!"
His aura exploded, his black hair dancing without wind. Chakra visibly overflowed from his body. The pressure grew more and more terrifying.
"Sage Art: True Several Thousand Hands: Summit Enlightenment!!"
Hashirama's roar transmitted clearly, echoing in the ears of every ninja below.
"First Hokage, do your best..."
"Lord First using the Great Buddha, you must defeat the enemy."
"The safety of the ninja world depends on you, Lord First!"
Naturally, Hashirama, over a thousand meters up, couldn't hear the prayers of the ninja below. Besides, for this trump card move, even he had to focus completely.
The countless arms on the Buddha's back began to extend and move. Then... they struck violently!
Densely packed giant palms filled the sky. Each palm created a sonic boom, the power utterly terrifying. A single palm could shatter a large mountain. Let alone countless giant palms stretching as far as the eye could see...
It was no wonder that whenever Hashirama used this move, even Madara's Complete Body Susanoo would be defeated.
It was indeed strong!
"As expected of True Several Thousand Hands: Summit Enlightenment." Alex smiled lightly, his eyes excited. Even though his vision was filled with layers upon layers of giant palms, so what?
This move was powerful, worthy of the title God of Shinobi.
However... it still wasn't enough!
"Hehehe... Let me show you what Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Origin looks like!"
Whoosh!
The twelve pairs of wings on the white giant's back lit up with blinding light. Trembling slightly, feathers shot out one by one, transforming into giant feather swords comparable to mountains, shooting directly at the incoming Buddha palms!
A ninja world version of Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Origin!!
Under the night sky, the glowing feather swords converged into a terrifying river of swords connecting heaven and earth. Radiant as a galaxy, beautiful yet containing extreme sharpness and danger. This aesthetic yet terrifying scene instantly shocked the eyeballs of all the ninja below. Their pupils reflected one flowing light sword after another.
"So... so beautiful..." A female ninja murmured subconsciously, entranced.
The night sky was illuminated, like a galaxy flowing and falling into the mortal world. Even if it was a jutsu released by the so-called enemy... It was the first time they had seen ninjutsu so beautiful, so dreamlike...
The light swords shot out, arriving in an instant. The brilliant river of swords struck the dense mass of giant palms with the force of a thunderbolt. Displaying extreme toughness, unstoppable!
Under Alex's control, each light sword accurately hit the center of every Buddha palm. The sharp blades instantly pierced the wooden palms, turning them into wood chips. Destruction was swift and unopposed!
Hashirama's face was filled with shock and horror. He never imagined his trump card would be so vulnerable against the opponent's assault. Every Buddha palm capable of smashing a mountain was instantly destroyed by the light swords, no different from paper.
This astonishing gap in strength gave him a rare, deep sense of defeat. In life, he was invincible in the ninja world; even Madara was suppressed by him his whole life. He thought he had no equal, that no one stronger could exist. But after being reanimated, this enemy he faced possessed power beyond imagination.
"No!!" Hashirama's expression was grave to the extreme. "Possessing such power but walking a crooked path... I absolutely cannot let her succeed!!"
This battle concerned the future of the ninja world and Konoha; he absolutely could not lose!
"Madara!!" He shouted, "Lend me a hand!!"
"Hashirama!!" Madara laughed wildly, "You should have begged me sooner!!"
Though laughing, his eyes remained fixed on the sky full of light swords ahead. He was secretly alarmed, even trembling. To break Hashirama's True Several Thousand Hands: Summit Enlightenment head-on in such a domineering way! The attack exceeded imagination in sharpness and power.
If even Summit Enlightenment couldn't hold, his Complete Body Susanoo would likely collapse even faster!!
But... Madara suddenly laughed loudly, "Only such an opponent can truly be exciting!!"
His eyes abruptly transformed into purple ripple-patterned Rinnegan.
"Madara! You—!"
Hashirama's eyes widened. Not seeing the expected Eternal Mangekyo was one thing, but how did they suddenly turn into purple ringed eyes that looked somewhat familiar...
Madara had no time to explain to his friend. He shouted coldly, "Witness the power of the Rinnegan! Tengai Shinsei (Shattered Heaven)!!"
Boom boom boom!
A strange noise suddenly appeared in the higher night sky. Beneath the darkness, nine meteors dragging fiery red tails appeared abruptly. Falling at extreme speed toward the center of the battlefield.
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