Can a thousand-handed heart be harvested to reap the wood tunnel?

Slim, but not entirely hopeless.

Because I don't want to defeat Uchiha Madara, but just "get to the corner of the clothes" is enough.

It's not the cleverness of the last time, but it needs to be upright to make the impossible possible.

Did Mr. Hashirama have expected this scene a long time ago?

To be honest, Mr. Hashirama is really not very good at teaching people.

Every day, under his lock, I have to dodge, be beaten, dodge, be beaten, and repeat.

Just hide, hide—

So don't underestimate me.

The me who persevered through Mr. Hashirama's merciless forging is no longer the original me!

The enraged Uchiha Madara has drawn out his special weapons: Uchiha Uchiha fan and sickle.

Defend, attack, I was forced to follow his fighting rhythm.

With Qianshou's rich combat experience, he is consciously and quickly draining my physical strength.

This is undoubtedly an upright conspiracy.

I was targeted very seriously as an opponent.

What a blessing!

The heart is contracting extremely fast, and the professionalism of the medical staff tells me that this heart rate is about to reach [-] beats.

I can even feel the blood pumping from the aorta, galloping through the aortic arch, and spreading to the whole body at an extremely fast speed.

Sweat has soaked my clothes.

I struggled and took deep breaths to keep my mind clear.

His physical strength was already draining rapidly, if he even became dull in thinking, he would surely die.

Take a breath, flower.

The wind in early summer, which is close to the subtropical monsoon climate, brings the unique smell of moist soil in the Land of Fire, mixed with fresh plant rhizome juice, and the faint fragrance of flowers and leaves. This is the air of Konoha.

I breathe deeply, the air of Konoha.

tick--a-

It is the sound of morning dew falling into the soil.

In an instant, all the voices came one after another, and then suddenly went away.

The sound of rushing water was ringing in my ears.

No, it's not water, it's—

The blood rushing through my veins.

Realizing this, my eyes suddenly opened up.

At the same time, a huge burning sensation rose from the back of the neck, and some patterns were slowly forming.

what is that?

I didn't have time to think about it.

because I saw—

In my still broken heart, a steady stream of mist gathered from all sides of my body, persistently filling the huge crack.

I see……

The fact that I can't release the wooden escape is not because I don't have a strong vitality like Qianshou.

Rather, just because there is a large enough life force reserve to fill the scarred heart,

I can stand here.

And the very few looming layers attached to the muscles of the whole body are the confidence that I can continue to accept Mr. Hashirama's merciless body skills and beatings.

So what is the situation now?

Assuming that the unnamed breathing method that I have comprehended casually these days is real, then this one is...incomplete...

See through the world?

I blinked, the rushing blood in my body gradually faded, and the world was still that world.

The battle situation does not allow me to be distracted anymore, Uchiha Madara's sickle has arrived.

I clearly saw the trajectory of the knife swing.

Can hide.

I jumped up on the spot and kicked the blade with my toes.

The surprise in Uchiha Madara's eyes flashed, but soon, the surprise turned into a more intense aggressiveness.

The foot force kicked the knife path, the knife surface hummed, turned upwards, and rotated.

I leaned back to avoid the ensuing round fan, and then the entanglement of the chain followed the trend, and my back was quickly locked by the falling sickle.

So strong!

This person... has no flaws!

The rhythm after getting close is simply under his complete control, even if it is to maintain the state just now and dodge with the realm fully open, it is barely too much.

No, it will be a matter of time before this continues.

Find a way to distance yourself.

Gritting my teeth, I took a whip leg in the middle of my chest. I suppressed the blood that kept rushing to my throat, and quickly retreated.

If you can't get close, you can only consider long-distance attack.

But even the longest naginata can't hit that far.

Wood escape?

I have a hunch that as soon as I release the Mudun, Susano's "Touch" is waiting for me.

what else?

There must be another way.

Can't...can't give up here!

I tried my best to dig myself out of the pit, and put the knife in front of me to be on guard.

Uchiha Madara didn't chase after him, he jumped easily, landed on a high tree trunk, and looked down at me condescendingly: "Can you come again? Do you have anything else to use? Come on! Let it out!"

——Make me happy again!

He didn't speak again, but I seemed to hear this sentence.

No, it's not like, I did... have heard this sentence before.

... I figured it out.

Yes, there is another way.

A voice inside said softly.

The ultimate body technique will have the ultimate speed and strength. When hitting the air, it is enough to form a long-range attack.

Is it flames scattered like peacocks?

Or a giant bloated white tiger?

Or an elephant foot capable of piercing the earth?

As long as I'm fast enough, as long as I'm strong enough.

I look into my heart again.

This amount of mist is really abnormal. Excluding my own vitality, there should be most of the rest of the last time Mr. Hashirama healed me.

I remember... it was a half-day chakra delivery, right?

--If

Bring out some of these turbulent mist...

Only the most basic life support is kept, and all of these——

into the body.

ha!Come on then!

The strong force washed away my vision began to distort, and there was a strong uplifting air floating around me.

The body seemed to let out an overwhelmed scream.Capillaries burst continuously, and bright red blood began to ooze out from the body surface and flow down meanderingly.

There are noises coming from all directions, are they cheering for me?

Then please cheer for me!

I set off and run—

Five times.

The power I can mobilize is only enough for me to attack five times while supporting my high-speed running.

At this moment, the knife can no longer keep up with me.

After hesitating for less than a second, my fighting instinct has already made me let go decisively.

The big naginata was left behind by me who was rushing forward.

Without the weight of the weapon, I have complete control over my body.

Be fast, fast enough, faster than thunder, faster than lightning!

The knife is falling, I am galloping.

The air was trampled under my feet, and I lowered my body, as if I was stepping on steps, straight to——

"— Madara!!!"

First hit.

The right hand clenched a fist and sent it from the waist to the front, and the fist wind compressed the air to form a huge fist print.

empty.

Expected.

Second blow.

Withdraw the right shoulder and pull back the right hand, forcefully pull the left half of the body forward, and at the same time, the left fist is upward——

The distorted air tore the branches under Uchiha Madara's feet, and a large tree exploded, and the broken leaves were covered with fire and flew all over the sky.

A little bit.

Third hit.

I raised my breath, jumped vertically, put my foot in the middle of the air, kicked back with my strength, rolled over, and turned around.

The world slows down in my eyes.

And I'm getting faster and faster!

The left foot crosses a semicircle, bends the knee, ejects, and hits faster air waves with the straightened instep.

The three-way air ballistic trajectory converged at this time.

Fourth hit.

I jumped high, raised my right foot, and aimed at the intersection point to chop down vertically.

An aggregate formed from four different directions criss-crossed, descending from the sky with chaotic and potential energy that can tear everything apart.

I saw Madara Uchiha's slow figure slanting across the distorted space.

There was the sound of cloth being torn——

I let out a bloody laugh.

The bet, I won.

But it's not over.

Uchiha Madara was falling in mid-air, and I was stepping up, but no one stopped.

Looking at each other, I saw his black and red eyes, which were connected into a line, and the blue chakra giant slowly solidified.

He saw me glowing red in his line of sight.

We saw the surging fighting spirit in the eyes of both sides.

Fifth hit.

I poured all the remaining strength into my feet.

Everyone could see that the incredible girl was getting faster and faster, pulling out a long, red tail.

Like a flaming gun.

Hit hard into the blue giant in the sky.

Using myself as a cannonball, I hit the steel body with precision and pierced through the Chakra armor all the way. Outstretched oozing, fractured, perhaps fractured arms—

Embracing this wounded man.

He fell out of Susanoo with him, and smashed to the ground without going forward.

The stars, were shot down.