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"I…"
Obito was stunned for a moment, and his whole body came to a standstill. He really seemed to be pretending to say it as usual.
That's right!
I am Uchiha Madara!
Are you scared?
Then, he'd use Kamui or phase through things, leaving everyone who didn't understand the truth bewildered.
But not now!
As a member of the Uchiha clan,
As someone who dreamed of becoming Hokage from a young age,
Obito knew very well…
The first Hokage Senju Hashirama in front of him, wearing a red armor, has been fighting Uchiha Madara since he was a child. The familiarity between the two people is difficult to describe in words.
One could say…
The First Hokage even knew how far Madara could pee!
How could he bluff now?
How could he deceive anyone?
The corners of Obito's mouth twitched fiercely on the face behind the mask. He felt that his role-playing career was about to end like this.
It wasn't due to bad acting.
It was just…
Bad luck!
Obito swallowed hard. He could feel the expectant gazes of Nagato and Konan behind him, but the top-tier battle they envisioned couldn't happen.
"Cough… cough, cough…"
Obito cleared his throat, deciding it was best to retreat and stay alive for the Infinite Tsukuyomi plan.
Staying here was asking for death!
Even the legendary Uchiha Madara had fallen to this man!
"Hashirama… I… I'll spare you today!"
Obito's voice still had an uncontrollable tremor, and he said a harsh word in a tone that he thought was very fierce.
As soon as he said this,
A sinister chakra flared from his right eye behind the mask, and he began to twist and warp, activating Kamui to leave.
Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!
However, at that moment,
Sharp wooden spikes shot up from the ground like spears, aiming straight for Obito.
Instantly,
Obito's heart tightened.
He immediately deactivated Kamui and switched to his intangibility.
The wooden spears passed through him, feeling as if they pierced through air, with no sensation of impact.
"I said I'd spare you!"
Obito's voice carried a hint of frustration. If not for his intangibility, he'd have been skewered by countless spears.
I have to find another chance to escape!
Obito took a step to the side, trying to get out of the control of the wooden spikes, hoping they would move away from him.
"Uchiha Obito."
Hashirama casually uttered the name, causing Obito's body to tremble violently.
That name...
Obito hadn't used it in a long time.
For a long while, he believed he was Uchiha Madara, not Uchiha Obito.
If anyone else had called out that name or asked who he was, he would have denied it and said, "I am no one!"
But…
The person who called his name was his childhood idol, the figure he aspired to become.
The First Hokage knows my name!
Obito swallowed hard, his already chaotic mind becoming even more disordered.
"I know who you are."
"I know your past."
"I also know the secret of your Sharingan."
"When you use Kamui, you cannot become intangible, so attacking you during the Kamui's activation will prevent your escape."
"You can maintain your intangibility for five minutes. After five minutes, you will exit that state. If I prevent you from resetting your intangibility within those five minutes, you have no escape but death!"
"Am I right?"
As Hashirama spoke, the amount of wood in the top-floor room increased.
Sharp, thorny vines surrounded Obito's intangible body, leaving no time for him to fully return to this world.
In an instant,
Obito felt as if he had fallen into a forest of thorns.
From every angle,
There were sharp spikes.
No place to hide, no place to escape.
"What… what are you… what are you planning?"
Obito panicked.
This time, he was genuinely scared!
Earlier, he thought he could get away unscathed, but now he realized all his secrets had been exposed.
His aura of mystery,
The swift travel and immunity to attacks granted by his space-time jutsu and intangible body,
At this moment,
Were all ineffective.
"Actually…"
"To deal with you doesn't need to be so complicated."
"You have…"
Hashirama paused, raising a finger to his nose.
"My cells!"
Then,
Hashirama's tone changed.
He continued.
"I can easily absorb half of your body, so you'd better behave."
As soon as he said this.
Obito's face behind the mask turned deathly pale. He was utterly stunned.
No more secrets!
No privacy left!
Moreover,
He was being openly threatened!
There was nothing he could do against such a threat!
Are people from the Warring States period always this domineering?
Obito felt the skeptical gazes from Nagato and Konan. He realized his days of pretending to be Uchiha Madara were over.
His identity was exposed!
He couldn't deceive anyone anymore!
"How do you know all this?"
Obito's mind was full of questions, but this was the biggest one.
"Did you forget Madara himself cut off his own power supply?"
Hashirama's lips curled into a slight smile as he looked at Obito, mimicking his mysterious manner.
"After Madara died,"
"We had a chat in the Pure Land."
"He told me."
"He left a pawn in the shinobi world."
"So…"
"I know all about you."
Hashirama spoke slowly, using the same tactic as Obito—leveraging the information gap.
The world didn't know if Uchiha Madara was truly alive or dead.
Even within the Akatsuki, some doubted Obito's claim of being Madara, but Obito was too enigmatic for anyone to confirm.
But,
What Hashirama said,
Was impossible to verify.
Don't believe me?
Go ask Madara in the Pure Land!
"What do you want?"
After his initial shock, Obito became calm, his voice steady.
"I want to punch you once."
Hashirama said, shaking his clenched right fist in front of Obito.
"Just one punch."
"You can't use intangibility to dodge."
"After I hit you,"
"You can run away!"
Hashirama said with a grin. His request baffled Obito.
Even Nagato and Konan were at a loss.
Only the little creature fluttering around Hashirama knew. It was aware that Hashirama was completing a mission.
(End of Chapter)