[Naruto] The big battle to transform the image of the patriarch

"That's all I want to say."

Mana's voice fell.However, what she said was like a stone. After sinking into the bottom of the water formed by the crowd, the ripples caused by it lingered for a long time.

Silence returned to the field.

But unlike the initial silence and the subsequent storm, the silence at this moment is like countless awakened thoughts, silently but fiercely turning and fighting.This is the silence of speculation.

"Lord Patriarch."

In this silence, Mana suddenly spoke.

People saw her turn to face the high platform, knelt down halfway, and said steadily: "All I want to say has been said. Now, I choose to hand over all the power of judgment to you and to everyone present, including making public complaints against me. Gentlemen who are inquiring. The merits and demerits should be judged by others. I just want to be ashamed of my heart."

There was an uproar in the atmosphere.

Because by doing so, Mana is undoubtedly unilaterally announcing her withdrawal from the public inquiry.But according to the rules, she can't take a stand, that is to say, any question raised by the other party afterwards, even if it is slander, she can only listen and can't say a word.

What if the other party talks nonsense?

There were already people, many people, starting to worry about her.

"...Understood, step aside." Madara said flatly, her voice was still so low and cold, no emotion could be heard.

Paragraph 70 of Article [-] of No.[-] of "Uchiha Clan Regulations", the patriarch shall not take the initiative to intervene in the debate between the two parties in the public questioning held at the assembly of the whole clan.

That's why Madara had to keep silent all the time.

"You guys, do you have anything else to say?" He glanced at the five youths on the right and asked calmly.

Some people were a little stiff from the cold of the seemingly silent Gujing.

But since they dared to raise a public question to Chennai knowing that the patriarch was not good enough to protect his shortcomings, they didn't worry about being retaliated against.After all, whether Uchiha Madara has a good temper or not, the quality of the patriarch should never be lacking.

But the premise is that they have to make sure that they have caught the "short"!If it ends up being a slander...

In the history that Uchiha can consult, there are actually very few cases where public inquiries are forced to open on the serious grounds of "staining the family honor".Because once the alleged reason is not established, the questioner must accept the punishment from the patriarch.

And exactly how the patriarch wants to punish... This is the power of the patriarch, and no one can interfere.

"Actually, I don't understand a lot of things," Jun Uchiha, who hadn't spoken at all, said suddenly, "I was very angry at first, so I raised questions with Shunichi. But now I feel that what you said seems to make sense I still can't figure it out in a short time, and I don't plan to think about it..."

Uchiha Jun has short prickly hair and a round face, but it's not Uchiha Minato's baby face, but he looks energetic with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

"Chun, what do you mean?" Seeing that the situation was getting more and more out of control, Junyi finally panicked obviously.

"How about this, Mana." Uchiha Jun ignored him, and Gu Zi pressed the long knife on his waist with his left hand, "Let's compete now. You know that I like to talk with fists since I was a child. If you win, I will Convince you."

"Me too." Seeing that someone was able to get out of the siege, Qianren, who already felt that he had stumbled into the muddy water by mistake, quickly stepped forward and said, "Mana, I also challenge you."

He Yan who was beside Jun Yi also suddenly stood up and spoke: "That's it."

"Kazuhiko, you..." Junyi was even more surprised, still in disbelief.

Kazuhiko stared at him sternly and gloomyly through his bangs that were too long, and said in a voice like a mosquito, "Look at the situation on the field, idiot!"

Junyi choked, he didn't dare to turn his face to observe, he could only use his peripheral vision to look at it as much as possible.

He could only see the faces of the people in the front row.

But he was able to tell that most people looked at them with dissatisfaction, but they looked at Mana with understanding and sympathy.

He finally realized that he might still have underestimated the prestige that Mana had established in the clan over the years.

Now, he has only two options.First, insist on continuing to question, and then meet the conceivable defeat in the final referendum of the whole clan, as well as the punishment from the patriarch Uchiha Madara.Second, choose to challenge with other people, fight with Mana intentionally and then admit defeat and exit, so that you can skip the link of asking whether the reason is valid, and everyone simply pretends that nothing happened.

A bitter smile appeared on Junyi's face.

Sighing without concealing it, Junyi looked at Mana, clenched the long knife at his waist, and said, "Then, me too."

"Hey, let me talk about you," Liangping stepped forward, turned around to stop them, and said dissatisfiedly, "Are you going to play four-on-one or wheel battle?"

Up to now, Junyi is a fool if he doesn't know which side Ryohei is from.Seeing that he stopped in front of him without hesitation about the consequences of failure, Junyi couldn't help turning his head to look at the high platform, and then turned back as if he had been burned.

"I see, Ryohei." He tried his best to restrain himself, but still clenched his teeth, his eyes were bloodshot.

Ryohei smiled.

I just listen to the patriarch, how about it?

He turned around and shouted at Mana: "Hey! Mana! Why don't we make an appointment to fight each other?"

Then, he looked at the patriarch on the high platform, put away his carefree casualness, and saluted: "Master patriarch, do you think it is...?"

"..." Madara turned his eyes back to Mana, frowned imperceptibly, and asked, "Mana, what is your decision?"

"I accept their challenge." Mana nodded, looked at the five people opposite, paused her eyes on Ryohei's face for a little longer, and continued, "There is no need to find another time. It's here, let's go together."

!!!

There was an uproar.

In her early years, Uchiha Mana was indeed one of the best fighters in the whole clan except Madara, but a few years ago she was seriously injured and could no longer go to the front line, and instead accepted logistics and other official management.Although she still looks agile, she is often seen flying high and low, but that is just a normal ninja activity.She never really competed with anyone again.In everyone's opinion, she has long been unable to compare with her heyday.

spot:"……"

"What!" Jun Uchiha, who was the first to propose a contest, became angry, "Are you looking down on us, bastard!"

"On the contrary." A proud smile appeared on Mana's face, "It's because I think highly of you that I let you fight me with just five people."

Even Ryohei couldn't take it anymore, he clenched his fists with a "tss".

Mana turned her head and raised her eyebrows at the person on the high platform, with a coquettish threat hidden in her eyes: "Master Patriarch...?"

"..." Madara's expressionless face pointed at the black crowd, and he raised his voice, "Everyone, spread out!"

Swah——

All the ninjas jumped backwards and scattered on various buildings surrounding the square.The women and children who were blocked by the ninjas in the front row were not ninjas, but they also retreated in an orderly manner.

The huge square was emptied in an instant.

A strong wind suddenly picked up, raising waves of sand and dust.

A child was dazzled and couldn't help rubbing his hands.And at this moment...

Qiang Lang——

The long knife was unsheathed, the dazzling light of the knife drew a beautiful arc, and the snow-white blade coldly reflected the figures of the people on the field.

"It's started..." Mana squinted her eyes, and when she opened them again, the three-wheeled Gouyu slowly turned in the blood-red eyes, "...Everyone!"

jingle--

A sword confrontation that was too fast to see clearly!

The five people were clearly surrounded, but it turned out that Mana's figure seemed to appear in front of everyone at the same time.

Shadow clone...?

No, that's an afterimage!She was alone, but she seemed to be fighting with five people at the same time.

What kind of terrifying speed and responsiveness is this?

"To be reasonable," her voice floated in the midair of the square, a little chaotic due to the excessive speed, but it was clear enough for people to hear, "I can use illusion or ninjutsu..."

bang——

Someone has been kicked away.

"...But in that case..."

boom--

Someone was kicked from the sky to the ground, and cracks even appeared on the ground.

"...It ended a little too soon..."

lang——

Whose long knife was picked up!

"...Although it looks like..."

Bang bang— bang!

Someone was slammed in the direction of the other by a huge force, smashed into a ball and flew upside down together, embedding hard into the wall.

"...This is not considered slow." Mana stood there with her eyebrows bent.

She stepped on He Yan's back, and the tip of the knife hung above the back of He Yan's head.

Lingling's cold light.

From the beginning to the present, has the past 2 minutes?

Some people gasped for breath suddenly, as if they had held their breath for too long before realizing that they still needed to breathe.

Then there was a gasp of air on the field.

This is the state of being seriously injured and having to retreat to the front line? !

"I'm not in good health." Mana withdrew her feet nonchalantly, stood up on the field, and said solemnly, "I can't withstand long-term combat. It's okay to do short-term, low-intensity exercise."

For a short time, everyone admits.But low intensity...?

fluttering--

Suddenly a flock of birds startled.Someone was startled by this sudden movement.

"The winner has been decided." Madara's voice spread from the high platform, "The medical ninjas are here to take the wounded away."

When the clearing was over, the crowd stood up again in order, and Mana also returned to the crowd, stood next to Quanna and talked to him in a low voice, and shook her head with a smile as if to say that she was fine.

The calmer she was, the more solemn the expressions of the people around her became.

That is the unconscious awe generated by the inconceivably powerful power.

The sky showed the unique highness of autumn, and the pure blue stared at the field that had just recovered from a battle with peaceful eyes.The sun is a touch of gold, and the passing breeze is still full of vigor.

Many people suddenly realized that it was still morning.If it is an ordinary person, they may have slept late at the moment, lying on the bed with sleepy eyes, watching how the flowers on the window sill are ostentatious.

Just a few hours, but already as long as a day.It seems that after experiencing such ups and downs, now it should be a dusk full of sunset clouds, the setting sun is like blood, the tired birds are returning to their nests, and a few wisps of cooking smoke are curling up, which can show the sadness of the dust and a long, It seems to be lingering for three days.

But in fact, all this is just the beginning.

With a vague aftertaste of excitement, they looked at the patriarch on the high platform wordlessly - the man who had always stood in front of them like a god.

Their brains are now filled with too much information, and their thinking is still very chaotic. Suddenly they feel that they should be as angry as when they read the newspaper, and then they feel that their anger is like rootless duckweed, and there is no place to rest it.

According to the rules, it is time for the patriarch to conclude now, or simply follow his usual style and directly announce the adjournment of the meeting.

People feel that they urgently need some time to wake up and reorganize their thoughts.

But this one doesn't seem to intend to follow the previous style.

"Everyone." He couldn't raise his voice, but his words clearly fell into everyone's ears.

His voice is calm, although it still sounds as cold as usual, but it doesn't make people feel scared or flustered.

The crowd felt as if they had been splashed with a handful of cold water, and they regained their senses in an instant, finding the current coordinates and no longer floating in the emotions of the past.

Every pair of eyes was fixed on the man on the stage.

And he has long been accustomed to accepting the baptism of countless gazes, his expression is still unclear whether it is calm or indifferent, but his hands that he has always embraced in front of others are put down and hang down by his side.

So even though he is still standing on a high place that ordinary people can't touch, he doesn't look so high and inaccessible.

"I would not say that today's public inquiry is a farce, even if it looks like it is, there is something hidden behind it that requires our common attention, so that I have to choose this moment to have an exchange with my people. "

Hearing the harsh evaluation of "farce", some people showed uneasiness, but more people chose to continue listening.

"Everyone present is aware that behind this public inquiry, the unwillingness, anger, disappointment, and resentment for the election defeat are hidden behind this public questioning. All these emotions are not only possessed by the five people on the field; they are also hidden in every From the bottom of Uchiha's heart who is unwilling to be humiliated."

Yes, it was a fiasco after all, anyway.No amount of reason or reason can contain the humiliation brought about by this failure emotionally.

Some people secretly sighed, and some people were excited by the rare emotional communication between the patriarch and everyone.

"However, we must be patient."

endure.Everyone repeated the word.

"We must be patient. Once, we used the family as a unit to fight against other families. No matter how many sacrifices we made, no matter what pain we experienced, we always endured; because protecting the family is the responsibility of a ninja, and dying in battle is the responsibility of a ninja. The glory of the ninja."

"Now, right here, where our ancestors have lived, a new organization has been formed. Everything about this organization is new: its name, its members, its principles we have never heard of."

"Adjusting to this new organization is hard. But remember, this organization was conceived in our desire for peace; and its new places that many find it difficult to adjust to are precisely what we did to keep the peace." It will happen. We ninjas have chosen our own path, so no matter how many difficulties we encounter, we must endure and go on.”

"We endure these hardships now, just as we endured wars in the past."

"In this brand new organization, our Uchiha clan has just experienced the first battle, and the result was a failure. But there are more, even countless battles waiting for us in the future. We must endure the current emotions, and then Turn it into an infinite motivation for the next battle."

"No matter how the times change, the only thing that remains constant is that we ninjas will always fight for two things—"

"Duty, and honor."

"above."

There is no wind in the square, and the flags or robes cannot be fluttered to enhance the atmosphere at the moment.

However, everyone raised their faces and faced the direction of the high platform. The sunlight fell on each pair of eyes like a burning torch.

There, on the dais, their patriarch was with them in the radiant sun, under the boundless sky, so brief was his speech, so cold was his voice, yet so powerful were his words, as It is to force the hot magma into your veins, forcing you to surrender under this surging and absolute power, and dance with him.

Standing in Mana's position, she could clearly hear the panting around her.

She even thought that everyone should cheer in the next moment, for the sake of responsibility and glory!

however!

Right now!

bang——

A loud explosion.

bang bang bang-

The sound of explosions one after another.

Everyone subconsciously turned their heads and looked in the direction of the sound.

Not far away from the Thousand Hands, above them, on this sunny morning, huge fireworks exploded.

Accompanied by successive explosions, a huge banner embroidered with the double-headed spear pattern of the Thousand Hands was raised on the top of the tallest building.

The flag was so conspicuous, and the atmosphere of the fireworks so festive, that all who witnessed the scene could understand in an instant why they were so excited and eager to light the fireworks in daylight.

Celebrating their patriarch, Senju Hashima-sama being successfully elected as the first Hokage.

Such excitement, joy, and pride, to the Uchihas gathered in the square at the moment, it was like a basin of ice water being poured over their heads.

All the emotions that had just been aroused dissipated without a trace in an instant.

They stared blankly at the fireworks and flags.They were at a loss at first, but they didn't look back until the fireworks were burned out and the flags were raised high.

No one knew what expression to use to face the patriarch at this moment.

Dead silence once again shrouded the square that was about to boil just a moment ago.

Only Mana, who understood the situation the moment she turned her head and saw the fireworks, quickly looked at the high platform, even leaned forward, and was about to fly over.

But Madara's eyes stopped her.

He also raised his head slightly, looking at the colorful excitement over there, a flash of anger first flashed in his eyes, and then turned into solemnity, but after a while, the exposed emotions were withdrawn, and his face was once again calm.

When the hustle and bustle on the opposite side was like steam after boiled water, after a long time of turmoil, it finally stopped reluctantly, and Banzhuo took a look, only seeing a piece of the back of the clansman's head.When he confirmed that only Mana and Quanna were staring at him with wide-eyed eyes, he suddenly narrowed his eyes and showed a mischievous smile.

"Hmph..." He snorted coldly.

Put your hands together and seal quickly!

"Susano--!"

The blue light suddenly appeared, and the strong wind blew violently, and the people around were forced to retreat again and again.

A huge chakra gathers in the center, and a burly blue warrior rises from the ground!

Under the bright and clear sky, everyone was stunned to see the huge warrior with two swords hanging from his waist, standing upright.

"That is--!"

Someone screamed.

That's right, it is the ultimate ninjutsu that the Uchiha patriarch swept across the battlefield and is invincible except for Senju Hashirama. Only the Kaleidoscope Sharingan can control the chakra warrior-Susano!

"Pillar Room!!"

Wrapped by the blue warrior and standing high in the sky, the Uchiha patriarch roared in the direction of the Senju clan.

At the same time, Susano's flaming eyes hanging in the darkness jumped, and he saw the samurai holding the knife in his right hand and pulling it out forcefully——

Qiang Lang!

It was clear that there could be no sound, but everyone who witnessed all of this was shocked, as if they heard the clear and long cry of the long knife when it was unsheathed.

The tip of the knife moved forward, pointing directly at the dancing flag in the sky above Qianshou!

The whole world stood still for a moment.

Countless conjectures flashed across the hearts of countless people like shooting stars.

"Wood escape·The art of the wooden man!!"

In the next second, in the direction of the Thousand Hands Clan, countless giant trees entangled upwards, giving birth to a tall wooden man no less than Susano.

At this moment, the blue warrior and the dark brown wooden man looked at each other, as if they had returned to the scene where the two clans were fighting during the war.

"Madara!!!" The response from Hashirama resounded over Konoha, "What do you want to do!"

However, Madara did not respond with a roar full of fighting spirit like countless times before.

"Hashirama," his voice was not loud, but it spread throughout Konoha under the influence of Chakra, "Congratulations on being elected as the first generation of Hokage. This time I lost."

Everyone was stunned and couldn't believe their ears.

The blue samurai is majestic and majestic, and the chakra-burning long knife is blazing.

No matter how you look at it, this is not an admission of defeat but a provocation, right? !

"but……"

Sure enough, it came!but!

"I won't admit defeat." At this moment, Madara didn't care about other people's thoughts, but frankly stated to her close friend, "Your victory will not be a permanent victory, just as my defeat is only temporary. Next The one time winner will definitely be me."

"spot……"

"However, until the next victory comes—"

Accompanied by these words, the blue warrior suddenly turned his wrist, raised the long knife horizontally, and dropped it into the scabbard precisely and lightly.

"——I will enjoy the time of guarding Konoha with Senjujuma, the first generation of Hokage."

The samurai's right hand releases the hilt and puts it by his side, while the left hand is clenched and stretched out, with the index and middle fingers brought forward together.

Seal of Reconciliation.

In the verdant valley, there are obviously countless people living in it, but at this moment, only the voice of nature echoes leisurely, "...huh," he breathed out slowly while standing between the pillars above the wooden man's head, and then snorted, But with indescribable relief and joy, "I should have said it earlier, you bastard..."

The wooden man stretched out his right hand.

"...I still like being handsome so much."

Seal of reconciliation, reached.

Undulating mountains, lush forests, silver Nanhe River, and pure blue sky.

There are also buildings and streets dotted in the green hills and green valleys, as well as countless faces looking up at the two giants.

This scene seems to be frozen forever, and finally completed as a never-fading, bright oil painting in the rolling history.

This is a historic moment.

The next moment, cheers sounded like a tsunami.

Laughter, shouts, cries of joy and sorrow.

The sound of running, clapping hands, the clashing of limbs as people embrace each other.

The whole Konoha boiled.

The high-altitude wind blew the long hair of the two of them fluttering non-stop.

Mana stood on the ground, looking up at Madara with bright eyes.

"How should I put it," she said to herself, "Should I say that she's really handsome or that she's dead in middle school... But, sure enough——"

She pressed her index finger against her chin, squinted her eyes and smiled happily.

"——It's a very 'Uchiha Madara' way of dealing with it."