[Hokage] On the Feasibility of Brother Control

If something like "standing at the top" could tempt Yang, then he would not have chosen to die with that man in his last life.If it is said that he stands on the pinnacle of the world, Gao Tianyuan, the Japanese emperor who used force to deter political invasion of countries, is the one who really stands on the pinnacle, and the only person he recognizes as qualified to share the throne is Yang Yang, who also has the blood of the royal family. ——Ke Yang hated him, hated that person's strength, hated that person's madness, hated that person who controlled his own destiny aloofly, and also hated the word "love" that that person whispered in his ear before he died.

He hates.

With four years of planning and eight years of dormancy, under the persecution of that person, he can no longer obey his will to be a brother who dotes on his younger brother, so he can only do everything to destroy this same family who wants to control|play with the world.

Fame, dignity, life.

He doesn't care about anything anymore, he uses everything to break through the malice of the gods, and leave the sunshine of the future for his cherished ones.

- Nothing is more important than them.

But these secrets destroyed by time are no longer known, so the incitement of Orochimaru only makes the boy crawling out of death feel ridiculous.

Turning a deaf ear to Orochimaru's words, Yang calmly pulled a saber flower, and his black hair and black robe were driven by the chakra that radiated from his body, floating slightly, against his expressionless delicate face and gloomy temperament, he looked like a ghost A dangerous visitor from the underworld.

"Grandpa, the three generations of your master and apprentice will communicate for a while, and I will send one away first." His thumb made a bloody cut on the blade, Yang stared at Qianshou Zhujian, and while he was giving instructions, his body had already taken a step ahead.

The boy's overall state seemed to be completely different from usual, but the critical situation at the scene did not allow the third generation to have time to ask. He only had time to remind "be careful" and carried the second Hokage's attack to block Orochimaru from attacking Yang. And the thick tree vines protruding from all sides have already revealed how fierce the battle is on that side.

There are already enough trees and vines around. With the help of the trees and vines to block the partition, Yang opened the Sharingan. The highest-level Sharingan makes his vision very clear. He can clearly capture every movement of the opponent, which makes him Very easy in this fight.

Almost all the ninjutsu used by Yang are auxiliary. He uses the three-body jutsu of the two ranks very handily. On the contrary, the more aggressive the ninjutsu, the less he has ever used it. But this is the case, and he is familiar with the attack mode He has also gradually suppressed Senshou Bashirama.

He who ruined the ancient kendo, Yuba-style, is also the most perfect inheritor of this genre-and then, the skills honed with the whetstone of time are the most fearless sharp blades in the world.

There is no doubt about Yang's strength, even if he quit the ninja world prematurely, even if he died not as a ninja.

——And he, who has resurrected his life, already possesses strength beyond his previous life.

The knife wound on his thumb was squeezed hard and blood gushed out again. When he wiped the knife, he saw the blood was cold. Yang finally seized the opportunity to get close to Senshou Zhujian, and the bloody knife stabbed into his heart, and he was injured. The thumb pressed the blood mark on his throat.

"Yesha repatriation!"

"Stop the sacrifice!"

With a low shout, the blood was immediately pulled out from the incision of the thumb, and the blood-red mantra quickly covered Senshou Zhujian's face and spread to the whole body.Yang's originally indifferent expression became indifferent, and the knife that pierced Senshou Zhujian's chest slowly moved forward again.

"Among the Thousands of Hands."

He heard his steady voice, which was abnormally hoarse and depressed, only one question, as if he had exhausted all his courage.

"What was the final result of the battle in the Valley of the End?!"

What he saw after regaining his consciousness was a young face, which must be a Uchiha——Hashirama could even find a faint resemblance to his old friend who backed away from this young face. A little nostalgic, and surprised when his old friend actually left blood, this discovery made him want to look up to the sky and laugh, but the boy in front of him who had liberated his soul was obviously waiting for his answer.

It was a strange feeling that some indescribable struggle could be captured on the boy's expressionless face, roughly similar to the madness of a drowning person desperately trying to grab a piece of driftwood.But why did such emotions appear in such a young boy?It is difficult for Qianshou Zhujian to understand that even a direct descendant should not have such weak and hopeless hopes.

why?

Senshou Zhujian was very puzzled, he looked at the black gouyu in the boy's crimson eyes, slowly rotating like black that had condensed all night.

"who are you?"

he asks.

Then, he saw the slightly lowered eyes of the delicate boy, bloody, dark, and extremely dangerous.

"An Uchiha—tell me about that battle, and I'll end this chaos in your village for you."

The boy turned his head slightly, a strange arrogance leaked from his body, and a subtle uneasiness suddenly floated into Senju Hashirama's heart, but it was quickly extinguished.