"Wait! Who are you!?"
"Let's talk this out!"
Senju Hashirama looked at the madman-like Urashiki and hurriedly spoke.
Senju Hashirama couldn't hold it in anymore. Someone had suddenly come looking for a fight and was saying all kinds of inexplicable things.
"Hahahaha, I feel like fighting! My fists want to taste blood!"
"I came to the Naruto world because I wanted to fight."
"Come on, Senju Hashirama....."
The next second, before Senju Hashirama could react, Otsutsuki Urashiki wrapped an arm around his neck and dragged him into a different space.
Buzz!!
Inside the different space.
The sky was dim, with only the endless gray-white void slowly flowing.
Urashiki kept both hands in his sleeves. With a light tap of his toes, he floated in midair, that strange grin at the corner of his mouth never disappearing.
"God of Shinobi... Senju Hashirama."
"Let me see whether you're worth making this trip for."
"In the online arguments of my previous life, some people said I was the weakest Otsutsuki, and that I couldn't even get past Senju Hashirama. Well, now I'm going to test it myself....."
Urashiki tilted his head, his tone as casual as if he were commenting on an interesting toy.
Hashirama stood opposite him, the hem of his Hokage robe fluttering slightly in the spatial turbulence.
Looking at the unfamiliar surroundings, Senju Hashirama realized that the person in front of him wasn't joking, and someone capable of moving through space like this was definitely no ordinary person.
However, Senju Hashirama breathed a sigh of relief, because at least they didn't have to fight in Konoha. If they fought in Konoha, the newly built village would suffer terribly.
"Who exactly are you? Otsutsuki...? I've never heard that name."
"Knowing too much won't do you any good."
"But since you're about to die, I'll be kind enough to tell you. I'm a transmigrator, from another world, a genuine transmigrator."
Urashiki lightly raised a hand, and a strangely shaped crimson fishing rod appeared out of thin air in his palm.
Hashirama frowned.
"Transmigrator?"
"That's right."
"I'm not that useless Urashiki from the original work who got beaten by Sasuke and Boruto until he was crawling all over the ground."
"I have all the memories from the original work, and I also have all the power of this body. And you... are nothing more than a character whose death has already been arranged by the plot."
A fervent light flashed in Urashiki's eyes.
Senju Hashirama was completely confused by his words, but judging from the other man's appearance and the chakra radiating from his body, this... didn't look like an act.
"Come on, let's have some fun, fighting feels so good!!!!!!"
Before his voice had even faded, Urashiki's figure vanished.
The next second, the crimson fishing rod came from Hashirama's left side with a sharp sound as it tore through the air.
"Wood Release: Wood Clone Technique!"
Hashirama reacted extremely quickly, his hands forming seals so fast they were almost a blur.
Two thick wooden branches suddenly thrust up from the ground, forcibly blocking the fishing rod.
But transparent threads suddenly split off from the tip of the fishing rod, wrapping around the wooden branches like lightning and instantly extracting the chakra within them!
The wooden branches withered and shattered at a visible speed.
Hashirama's pupils shrank slightly as he moved backward.
"It can directly extract chakra...?"
"This is nothing yet."
Urashiki laughed and vanished again, this time appearing directly behind Hashirama.
"Look behind you!?"
The crimson fishing rod transformed into countless threads, descending like a torrential rain.
Hashirama let out a low shout, and the chakra throughout his body surged.
"Sage Art: Wood Release: True Several Thousand Hands!"
BOOM!!
A gigantic wooden Buddha statue rose from the void, countless arms unfolding layer upon layer and forming an impenetrable defensive net.
The moment the threads came into contact with the wooden arms, they were blasted back by an even greater torrent of chakra.
For the first time, Urashiki showed a serious expression.
"Oh? You even activated Sage Mode? As expected of the God of Shinobi, your reactions are pretty quick."
Hashirama stood on the shoulder of the Buddha statue, his eyes already transformed into the characteristic eye markings of Sage Jutsu, the natural energy and his own chakra perfectly merged together.
Senju Hashirama's expression was serious. At this point, Senju Hashirama had completely realized that the person in front of him was definitely not easy to deal with.
He stopped wasting words and suddenly thrust both hands forward.
"Wood Release: Wood Dragon Technique!"
Several thick wooden dragons roared out from behind the Buddha statue, charging toward Urashiki with an overwhelming force.
Urashiki wasn't afraid in the slightest.
His eyes flickered slightly. The ability of the Rinnegan could briefly glimpse the trajectory of the future and perform a rewind.
"Third one from the left... I predicted it."
Urashiki's body twisted strangely, narrowly slipping past the wooden dragon's claws, while the fishing rod had already been swung backward, precisely hooking one of the wooden dragons at its seven-inch point before giving it a fierce pull.
A large amount of chakra was forcibly extracted.
The wooden dragon gave off a dull cracking sound and broke directly in the middle.
Hashirama's eyes narrowed.
"Future sight...? No, his condition has gotten worse...."
"Clever."
Urashiki whistled approvingly, then his expression changed. An ominous red color began spreading across his skin.
"But being clever alone isn't enough to beat me. Let me show you my true power!"
Red chakra gushed out of his body like flames. Urashiki entered that even more violent form, with his strength, speed, and defense all surging by several levels at once.
"Crane Mode!!!"
He stopped using the fishing rod to harass Hashirama from a distance and instead transformed directly into a red blur, crashing head-on into Hashirama.
A clash of physical techniques erupted in an instant.
Fists tore through the void, and every collision sent visible shockwaves through the different space.
Hashirama's Wood Release gauntlets clashed head-on with Urashiki's crimson fists, producing a grating boom.
"Your regeneration is very strong."
"But you'll run out of chakra eventually!"
Urashiki laughed as he attacked wildly.
The fishing rod's threads were like a parasite clinging to bone during close combat, constantly looking for a chance to wrap around Hashirama's body and extract his chakra.
Hashirama relied on the perception of Sage Mode and the rapid regeneration of Wood Release to escape danger time and time again.
The battle gradually reached a fever pitch.
"Sage Art: Wood Release: Deep Forest Emergence!"
The entire different space was instantly swallowed by countless giant trees.
Towering ancient trees grew wildly from all directions, their branches and leaves surging toward Urashiki like waves, trying to bury him completely.
Yet Urashiki laughed wildly in the red light.
"Now that's interesting! Again!"
He formed hand seals, and several black cracks instantly split open in space. Amenominaka.
Multiple spatial gates opened at the same time. Urashiki's figure flashed rapidly between the different gates, and every appearance was accompanied by a precise sneak attack.
The forest of Wood Release was torn open into one hollow after another, while the chakra-extracting threads were like invisible venomous snakes, constantly reducing Hashirama's total chakra.
Hashirama gritted his teeth, the eye markings of Sage Mode growing deeper and deeper.
"Wood Release: Wood Human Technique!"
A wooden human as huge as the True Several Thousand Hands rose from the sea of trees and punched toward Urashiki.
This time, Urashiki didn't take it head-on. Instead, he went straight into a spatial gate, appeared behind the wooden human, and viciously hooked the fishing rod into its back, wildly extracting chakra.
The wooden human's enormous body began to wither rapidly.
For the first time, Hashirama felt genuine pressure.
The opponent's abilities were too troublesome. Rewind, extraction, spatial movement, they almost perfectly countered Wood Release's need for a huge amount of chakra to sustain it.