Naruto: The Beautiful Uchiha is Actually Me?

Chapter 175 Confrontation?

The instant Hashirama saw Retsuto unleash this ninjutsu, he almost instinctively clapped his hands together, immediately releasing his signature tree-planting ninjutsu. After all, preventing sandstorms is everyone's responsibility.

"Wood Release: Advent of the World of Trees!"

The moment the ninjutsu was released, the surrounding ground suddenly bulged up, and large swathes of wooden stakes rose from the ground, then rapidly covered the surrounding area at an unimaginable growth rate.

Wood Release can be considered his unique technique, and after so much training and practice, he has finally achieved some success. Although Hashirama's Wood Release at this time is not as outrageous as his later works, the sandstorm released by his opponent was noticeably weaker after this move.

Lie Dou stared at the towering trees that had sprung up from the ground with a strange expression, his heart filled with horror. He used his agility to quickly dodge the vines that were creeping towards him, while simultaneously analyzing the information about them in his mind.

Hashirama Senju, the young patriarch of the Senju clan, is still very young, but his special bloodline limit, Wood Release, is truly unprecedented. At least, Retsuto hadn't heard of it before.

Moreover, according to the information from the Shimura clan, only Hashirama Senju possessed this Wood Release technique, and it was not common among the Senju clan. Once he understood this, Retsuto didn't think he was in much danger.

Retsudou snorted coldly, curling his lips in disdain, and then looked at Hashirama with utter contempt, saying, "Is that all? Your Wood Release has a pretty large range, and it's indeed amazing that you can instantly create living things like trees, but the attack effect seems to be just so-so."

It's no wonder that Retsudou made a sarcastic remark. After all, the Tree World Advent that Hashirama casually created was indeed slightly weaker in attack than traditional Fire Release techniques. At least for now, Hashirama didn't have any way to create a huge number of trees, and the flexibility of the trees he created wasn't very satisfactory either.

Hashirama, however, remained expressionless, merely smiling faintly, and did not argue.

This place isn't a martial arts arena; it's a place where you can stop when you've made your move. He's someone who has personally experienced long-term warfare, and although he's young, his understanding of war is already quite profound. Even if he doesn't want to fight, he has no choice but to protect his people and the village he and Aban built together.

"Lord Liedou, we've decided that we have no choice but to fight, haven't we? Is your Wind Kingdom truly determined to fight?"

Hashirama asked the question one last time, even though he knew the other party wouldn't listen. But... at this moment, he could tell himself that he wasn't fighting for hatred or plunder, but for protection.

Retsudou seemed not to hear at all. His hand seals moved so fast they were blurry. The next second, the large group of ninjas behind Retsudou showed expressions of terror and retreated in panic.

Seeing the other party's reaction, Hashirama's expression immediately turned serious. He began to concentrate his chakra. "As expected... the older generation of ninjas are indeed not easy to deal with," Hashirama thought to himself, and then he also began to form hand seals.

Retsudou's chakra had been condensed to its limit. After he performed an extremely long hand seal, the surrounding sky darkened... The gale seemed to have no resistance, howling and lashing against the surrounding trees.

"This move is my ultimate ninjutsu. If you can withstand it, I might consider your suggestion."

As soon as Lie Dou finished speaking, the gale behind him grew stronger and stronger, and he himself was even floating in mid-air, as if he were stepping on the gale beneath his feet.

The people from Konoha were stunned by Retsuto's powerful attack, as such a large-scale ninjutsu was quite rare.

The last time most of them saw such ninjutsu was during the battle between the Senju and Uchiha clans. That astonishing golden sword light could be clearly felt by other clans even from more than ten kilometers away.

Although the guy in front of them was clearly not that powerful, he was still someone that ordinary ninjas like them couldn't withstand.

"Damn it..." Hashirama cursed inwardly. This old man was showing absolutely no mercy. Even though he had a good temper and almost never said such things, he had to admit the strength of the Wind Lord before him.

Lie Dou stood in mid-air, his clothes fluttering in the wind. He raised his right hand high, like a god of wind, commanding all the air currents.

The sandstorm created by his first ninjutsu was gradually merging into the surrounding environment, like a huge sandstorm that was about to sweep in in the blink of an eye.

How can we block that?

The people of Konoha, being a clan that had lived in the forest for a long time, had almost never seen a sandstorm before, let alone a sandstorm that was actually created by human hands using a powerful ninjutsu.

Retsuto slowly lowered his raised right hand, sneered at Hashirama, and then unleashed his ultimate ninjutsu without hesitation.

"Wind Release: Divine Sandstorm Technique!"

Hashirama's eyelids twitched, and his brows furrowed. He could see the power of this technique; such powerful chakra seemed truly worthy of the title of the strongest ninja in the Land of Wind.

However... even so, Hashirama showed no sign of panic, even though the sandstorm behind him had gradually covered half the sky, like a giant beast formed from yellow sand, frantically baring its fangs and claws as it attacked him.

"Looks like I'll have to try another move..." Hashirama clapped his hands together, and his chakra exploded instantly. As the purest bloodline of the Senju clan, he possessed a vast amount of chakra.

"Wood Release: Wood Human Technique!"

boom!!

As if drawn by some force, all the surrounding trees gradually moved closer to the giant tree that had suddenly sprung up from the ground. In just a few seconds, the giant tree that served as the core of the wooden man began to transform into a wooden giant that was more than ten meters tall.

Hashirama stood atop the wooden doll, his hands clasped together, his eyes fixed on Retsudou, who was floating in mid-air opposite him.

"Again!" Hashirama roared, veins bulging on his forehead, as he poured all his chakra into the wooden dummy beneath his feet.

Seeing the wooden figure that appeared out of nowhere and stood directly in front of him, Lie Dou's eyes turned somewhat strange.

However, before he could ask any more questions, the super sandstorm he had just unleashed had already swept across the battlefield in front of him.

In an instant, all the ninjas, whether from the Land of Wind or Konoha, retreated at lightning speed. The scale of the battle at this moment was too large for ordinary people to participate in.

Boom!!!

The moment the sandstorm struck the wooden figure, the unblocked sandstorm instantly crushed the trees on either side of the figure.

The few remaining trees that hadn't been flattened had lost most of their leaves; the fierce wind, combined with sand and gravel like bullets, lashed against the leaves, creating a series of piercing rustling sounds...

As the dust settled, Lie Dou reappeared, emerging from the receding sandstorm.

The yellow sand had already buried a large area of ​​forest, and all the trees were blown about. However, among the fallen trees, the wooden warrior figure, which was more than ten meters tall, stood there unmoving, holding a giant shield, without retreating an inch.

"You...you actually managed to block it? How could you create such a gigantic giant out of thin air?"

Lie Dou's previous contempt and sneer had completely vanished, leaving only shock and bewilderment.

How old was the opponent? He had cultivated Wind Release for so many years and developed a super-powerful ninjutsu, although its power was not as great as it seemed on the surface, but now it was completely blocked by this giant, which he could not understand.

Hashirama stood silently atop the wooden dummy, his eyes burning with fierce fighting spirit. Though he appeared outwardly calm, he was in reality just as shocked.

"As expected of the Gale of Wind, this ninjutsu is indeed powerful. Although its destructive power isn't great, it's a good way to clear out large groups of weaker opponents..."

Hashirama sighed and commented, then honestly said, "I am from the Senju clan, so my natural chakra is several times, or even dozens of times, that of ordinary ninjas."

Retsuto was slightly taken aback by Hashirama's words, then a smile curved his lips: "I admit, you are indeed qualified to lead a clan. I feel that your strength should be more than that, right?"

Hashirama didn't speak, he just nodded, his expression remaining unchanged.