"But I can't beat him! He even killed the Third Mizukage, so I'd be dying if I go up to him. I'm willing to sacrifice for Lord Madara, but I'm afraid that my death would be in vain and would attract the other party's attention." White Zetsu looked innocent.

"Waste!" Uchiha Madara cursed inwardly, put on the vortex-shaped White Zetsu, and dived into the ground using the earth escape technique.

The Outer Path Demon Statue is the body of the Ten-Tails and the foundation of the Infinite Tsukuyomi plan, so it must not be exposed. Although Madara can summon the demon statue to another place, if he really does so, he will also have to pay the price. Obito has not yet been led to fall, so he cannot die.

On the ground, Duke was completely unaware that the super BOSS was approaching. Five hundred shadow clones, each holding a Luoyang shovel, were digging underground with full enthusiasm.

"Where exactly is it and why is it so deep?"

"Should we move to another place? We have already dug up groundwater."

The clones stuck out their tongues, sweated profusely, and swung their shovels, digging non-stop. The area within a radius of two miles was a mess, with pits and holes that were horrible to look at, and big pits inside small pits, one after another.

One basket and one red, water and fire collide!

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"Sure enough, he looks like Hashirama..." Uchiha Madara looked at Duke happily, but when his eyes swept to Duke's forehead, they dimmed again: "It's a pity that you don't have the body of an immortal. You are far inferior to Hashirama. Not good enough, kid!"

"Duke, is it? Let me ask you, what do you think of the current ninja world?" Madara's old body was infinitely straight, with his arms open, as if embracing the entire ninja world.

"I am Uchiha Madara!" Madara proudly announced his name, but Duke's reaction was beyond his expectations.

"Stupid, Uchiha Madara is already dead. If you are Uchiha Madara, I am Senju Hashirama!" Duke said with disdain, with a look of disbelief. Of course he knew that the other party was indeed Uchiha Madara, but admitting it generously would easily arouse suspicion. If Madara ran away without caring about his face, he would have no place to cry.

The Dukes were concentrating on digging the soil, and in fact, everyone was concentrating their attention, but they still didn't notice how Madara appeared. If Madara hadn't spoken, they wouldn't even have sensed that there was one more person in the crowd.

Sage Mode is a state that allows the caster to use natural energy. In this state, the caster can use natural energy to greatly increase the activity of the body, thereby increasing the attack power and defense, and can also use natural energy to increase the range and perception of physical attacks. In addition, the sage chakra created by natural properties can greatly enhance the power of one's own ninjutsu, physical skills, and illusion.

Needless to say, the days of training in the Wet Bone Forest were miserable. Duke had to eat leaves all day long, and his face turned green during that time. He even suspected that there were chloroplasts flowing in his blood, and that he could undergo photosynthesis under the sunlight.

Think about how Jiraiya and Minato were eating bugs on Mt. Myoboku, they were even more miserable than him, so this makes it a lot more balanced.

Duke knew that this was an illusion caused by the sudden acquisition of powerful strength and should not be taken seriously, but it was more than enough to deal with the old and faded Ban. If this still couldn't do anything to Ban, Duke turned around and left without saying anything.

Madara was wearing a White Zetsu, with several pipes connected to the ground behind him, and a black robe on the outside. Under the mask, a three-magatama Sharingan slowly rotated, with cold light rippling, shocking people.

It can be said to be one of the strongest techniques in the ninja world, but it is also very difficult to practice. In this year, Duke spent the rest of his time practicing Sage Mode in addition to doing research with Orochimaru.

The violent collision shook the ground. In a short time, they merged into each other and achieved a perfect combination. However, this confrontation only lasted for a blink of an eye and would not last long. Fire and water are naturally incompatible and mutually reinforcing. If one is strong, it will destroy the other. But if the momentum is equal, resulting in a tie, neither can extinguish the other, and the result is...

"I don't care who you are! Old people should just hang on the wall. This is not your era anymore. Hand over Obito now, and don't force me to punch the Nanshan Nursing Home!"

Seeing Duke staring at him without saying anything, Madara asked again in a cold voice: "Kid, what are you doing here?"

"Fire Style: Great Fire Extinguishment!"

"Fire Style: Great Fire Extinguishment!"

Duke put his hands together in front of his chest and attracted the shadow clone in the distance. The strange chakra fluctuations spread out, and red eye shadow emerged, stretching to both sides of his cheeks.

"The old man may not have bad feet, but he has a big mouth. He must have been beaten up a lot in the past for talking so arrogantly." Duke smacked his lips and glanced at the tree branch behind Ban. What he meant was that since you are already paralyzed, you should stop pretending to be cool.

"Looking for death!" Madara's face darkened, and the spiral mask opened, revealing an old face with wrinkles like dry bark. His hands formed a fire seal and placed it in front of his chest. The chakra, which was so huge that Duke was ashamed of himself, surged out.

"You sharp-tongued brat, when I was dominating the ninja world, you still..."

"Kid, what have you done?" Madara asked, holding back his anger. A good hiding place was dug up like the surface of the moon by Duke Duke. Even an honest man was angry, not to mention that Madara had a bad temper.

The five hundred clones dropped their funny shovels and looked at Madara together. Finally, the original body retracted the clones and cautiously retreated a distance.

Although Madara covered his face, leaving only a scarlet Sharingan, but when he stood there, without saying a word, there was an air of supremacy. Especially the Sharingan, which was full of marks left by the vicissitudes of life. Without the complicated and tortuous life experience, it would be impossible to talk about it.

However, Duke had already noticed his seal, and seemed to have anticipated that Madara would choose Fire Style to attack. Almost at the same time as the Fire Style was released, the seal in Duke's hand was completed almost synchronously.

The only difference that Uchiha Madara knew was that Duke had a red Yang-style mark on his forehead compared to Hashirama. Duke had asked the slug about this, and the answer he got was that Hashirama had a special physique, and only his Sage Mode was different. Duke had tried, but the slug told him bluntly that this was a talent, and he was born like this, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't learn it.

"Let me try your strength, you'd better not let me down." Madara formed the 'noon' seal with his hands again, a B-level fire escape, in his hands, turned decay into magic, the power was enough to rival S-level ninjutsu.

Duke interrupted Madara's self-praise and said bluntly: "Old man, don't always talk about what happened in the past. Just hand over Obito, otherwise this day next year will be your death anniversary."

Madara's Sharingan shrank, suddenly emitting boundless murderous aura, and replied in an old and stiff tone: "There is no Obito here as you said. Instead, it is you who messed up my secluded place. Are you ready to bear my wrath?"

"Digging graves... No, do you believe me when I say I'm looking for someone?" Duke replied, his eyes lit up, and he played a riddle with Madara: "Could it be that you hid Obito?"

"Mitawash Duke!"

The blazing sea of ​​fire blazed up, exploding with boundless might before Duke's eyes, and the hottest flame arrow in the center instantly enlarged. The roaring waves swept down, and the rushing water, with the momentum of thousands of troops, rumbled past the sea of ​​fire.

"Who are you?"

"Oh, the Immortal Technique!" Uchiha Madara's eyes lit up. He didn't expect that after Hashirama's death, someone else would learn the same Immortal Technique as him. His bellicosity, which had been dormant for many years, was about to stir.

Duke was no longer holding back due to Uchiha Madara's strength, and he revealed his trump card directly. Before digging the grave, he was ready for a tough battle. He left a shadow clone in the distance, concentrated the natural attribute chakra, and maintained the sage mode. When needed, he would release the clone and let the main body enter the sage mode instantly.

In fact, Duke was worrying too much. Even the proud Madara refused to bow down in front of Hashirama Senju, so he was not taken seriously.

"Do you think I am Uchiha Madara now?" Seeing Duke on guard as if facing a great enemy, Madara sneered.

"Not as good as the first generation, but it's enough to deal with you." Feeling the tremendous power in his body, Duke clenched his fists with confidence. At this moment, he felt that he could even defeat the Six Paths Sage.

"Hehe, hahaha..." Madara laughed wildly as if he had heard something funny. "How dare you speak nonsense in front of me? This era was created by Hashirama and I, little brat, who do you think you are?"

A chilling cold air burst out from the basin, and the cracked ground surface froze into green permafrost, and the temperature dropped sharply to below zero. Duke slowly emerged from the permafrost, breathing in the steaming air, with a heavy feeling of suffocation in his chest. He secretly thought that he was worthy of being the Shura of the Ninja World back then. Even at his age, his fire escape technique was still so powerful.

Before the Fire Escape was released, the overwhelming momentum made Duke retreat again and again.

Steam! The thick steam, with its boiling heat, spread out from the place where the water and fire were surging, and in just three seconds it filled the entire forest. Duke and Madara remained motionless, and both sides locked onto each other tightly in the thick fog.

"How dare you talk to me like this? Do you know who I am..." The three-magatama Sharingan spun rapidly, forming a black and red square.

"It's not the Samsara Eye... That's right, Madara's Samsara Eye is now transplanted to Nagato, and his Sharingan is borrowed." Duke muttered in a low voice. Although Madara's current appearance is similar to that of Obito when his magic power was first formed, Duke can distinguish the two at a glance.

It’s nothing, their temperaments are just too different.

"Senjutsu·Water Style·Great Waterfall Technique!"

"Sage Mode!"

After the thick fog dispersed, Uchiha Madara couldn't stop indulging himself, looking at Duke with a look of inexplicable nostalgia: "You smell a bit like Hashirama, kid, tell me your name!"

Madara puffed up his chest and blew out a huge fireball with scorching heat from his mouth. The high concentration of chakra changed the shape of the fireball, forming a raging sea of ​​fire several dozen meters high. The heat condensed in it distorted the air, and in just a moment, it evaporated the water vapor, causing the temperature to suddenly rise by dozens of degrees.

Duke was secretly surprised by this Sharingan that he had never seen before. Sure enough, after losing the Samsara Eye, Madara was not completely unprepared. It was just that he did not know whose Sharingan this was. Since he could open the Mangekyō, he must not be an unknown person.

"I still say that, if you are Uchiha Madara, I am the first Hokage, Senju Hashirama!"

White Zetsu's latent ability to blend into the earth is worthy of being the best in the ninja world.

After traveling to the Naruto world for so many years, this was the first time Duke saw such a powerful Fire Release. If it weren't for his Ice Release to protect him, he would have been roasted into a mummy.

The sea of ​​fire continued to burn for half a minute until Madara withdrew his chakra and extinguished it. The pits and potholes in front of him were destroyed by the sea of ​​fire. No place was intact where he pushed forward. The ground was cracked and steamed. The soil and plants in the sea of ​​fire were all turned into ashes. The flat land was burned into a basin with a diameter of about 50 meters. There were also several carbonized crystals, which sparkled in the sunlight. Uchiha Madara put down his hand that was making a seal and said coldly: "Kid, don't play dead. Your hiding skills are too poor in front of the Sharingan."

"What do you mean?" Duke suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Do you want peace?"

Duke: “…”

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