Since that day, Xuan and the others have met frequently.

The three of them discussed ninjutsu together and talked about the Warring States Period. Among the three, the best physical skills was Uchiha Madara. Because under the pressure of Gen, his current strength is far higher than the original work, and he can often fight against Hashirama.

But later Hashima's progress speed really surprised the two of them. This guy seemed to have a cheat. Every time he was abused, his strength improved a little the next day. In the end, a month later, he almost caught up with Uchiha Madara's physical skills.

"You must have the blood of a Saiyan, otherwise how could you have such a setting of dying and fighting power? No, you don't even have dying."

Facing the complaints of Kin, Hashimara scratched his head and looked confused.

Of course, in the interrogation between the two of them, the physical skills have also improved greatly. Moreover, because of the existence of the Flying Thunder God Technique, the two of them are often played with the applause. Later, Madara and Hashima were angry and threatened to use this rogue ninjutsu and would never practice against the Kyoto again. In this regard, Kyoto expressed silence.

The three of them ranked according to their age at the same time. When they were reporting their age, they found that Uchiha Madara was a month older than Chiju Hashirama. So in Madara's smug smile, he became the boss, Hashirama became the second brother, and Gong could only surrender to his third brother.

For some reason, every time I heard the title of third brother, a black-faced man would appear in Xuan's mind, expressing serious protests against the title, so later the three of them called each other's names.

On this day, the three of them sat on a big rock after having sex, each sitting cross-legged, and the bamboo tube in front of them was filled with clear water. Geng picked up and took a sip and sprayed it out immediately. He said, "Can you drink this kind of thing? You are too perfunctory, Hashirama."

These clear waters were all from Hashirama. He snorted softly and naturally expressed dissatisfaction. "If you like to drink, don't you drink. You should take out some high-end things, or just shut up." After the three of them got along, he became more and more casual.

Qian smiled complacently at this, snapped his fingers, and a wine pot and three wine glasses fell out. Madara grabbed it and opened it. The rich aroma of wine floated out of it, and Hashima swallowed secretly.

"Hmph, this is the old wine of the Uchiha family, which I got for a lot of money." Xuan raised his neck and looked at the two people who were pouring wine into his glass with a look of a country bumpkin.

After a few seconds, he felt something was wrong. The two of them had no intention of stopping. One cup after another, the wine pot was one-third less.

"My grass, you two bastards, leave some for me."

In the midst of laughter and noise, the three of them divided a pot of aged wine cleanly. Magnolia burped, squinted his eyes and looked like he was enjoying. Most of the pot of wine entered his stomach.

Hashirama touched his stomach and breathed a sigh of relief: "Although we want to change the world, the question is what to do to change the status quo, and we must have a future plan."

After thinking about it, Madara returned: "First of all, we must firm up this belief, and then make ourselves stronger. It is useless to bark the weak no matter how loud the sound."

Hashimara agreed, "Yes, in short, if you can master various ninjutsu and become powerful, adults cannot ignore our opinions."

"In other words, we must overcome the ninjutsu and weaknesses that we are not good at." Madara stood up and smiled and turned around, "But in this regard, I have no so-called weaknesses." As he said that, he walked towards the river in the distance.

Xuan shook his head and sighed inwardly: "Two fools living in their own world, but their spirit is still worthy of recognition."

"Uh." Hashimara looked up and saw Madara standing by the river in the distance, with a smirk on the corner of her mouth quietly walking over.

Gui's eyelids twitched twice, stroked his forehead, and followed him. Hashirama must still remember the words Madara said last time that others couldn't pee when they stood behind him. How dark-bellied is this.

Uchiha Madara, who was wearing a comfortable expression on his face, suddenly saw the gaze from the side, and his whole body shivered, and the great cause of water was really stopped.

"Hey, it really stopped."

Hashimara smiled strangely, and there was a little surprise in it.

"Everyone said, don't stand behind me." Uchiha Madara turned around and roared, her eyes wishing she could eat people.

Hashimara's smirk became deeper, "I found my weakness."

"Senju Hashirama, believe it or not, I'll throw you into the river where I just finished peeing."

The two of them immediately chased and fought together. Finally, with two plops, they both fell into the river. Xuan stretched his head and looked at it. Suddenly he felt a feeling in his abdomen. He stood at the position where Uchiha Madara had just now, whistling and opening the gate to release water. A little stream flowed into the long river, injecting new warm water into it.

"Uchiha Gen, I'm going to kill you."

"Uchiha Gen, please wait for me."

The two people who fell into the river roared at the same time, and were washed away by the water flow.

As the days passed, the three of them became more and more intimate. On this day, Madara and Xuan were waiting under a cliff early.

Uchiha Madara impatiently hugged her hands and waited for the other party's arrival. Gen looked at the large forest and this cliff in front of her curiously. If you remember correctly, this forest will become a Konoha in the future, and the cliff will be carved with avatars of all generations.

It was noon that Hashirama came over with a breath and said excitedly: "Marama, Gen, I thought of a super powerful ninjutsu. Let's practice together the three of us."

Madara said helplessly: "What ninjutsu?"

Hashima excitedly stepped forward and gestured to form a seal, "The secret of physical art, the superficial fire escape technique of killing the two sections of the Great Shuriken."

"This...can't be imagined." Madara said expressionlessly.

"Ha, your naming level is comparable to a person named Bofeng Shuimen." Xuan complained, of course, the two of them would not know who Bofeng Shuimen belonged to.

"By the way, is this move a physical technique or an illusion? No, first of all, this name looks unremarkable, who can remember it?" Madara turned around and scolded with a proud look on his face.

Hashirama hasn't given up yet, "If you explain in detail..."

"Shut up, today the three of us are climbing vertically." Banduo interrupted him overbearingly.

Hashimara was immediately hit hard, and squatted down with a decadent face, and Madara said with a heart-wrenching grudge: "Don't be depressed at any time, this is your weakness."

Hashirama raised his head gently, with a smirk on his face, "Your weakness is that you think I am like this."

Forehead……?

"I deliberately made you think this is my weakness...and then..." As he said this, Hashima's footsteps were already on the cliff, quickly running vertically upwards, raising a large area of ​​dust.

"You guy." Madara angrily and quickly started to catch up with him.

Xuan looked at the two of them and sighed, "No one is good." He flipped his hand and had an extra kunai. He threw it up with all his strength.

When Hashima finally climbed to the top of the cliff, suddenly a head of Chiang appeared from above, which scared him and almost fell down unsteadily.

"Oh, it seems that I won!" Xuan greeted him and reached out to hold him.

At this time, Uchiha Madara had already arrived, and the two of them sat on the cliff and kept gasping.

"Rein, you cheated with your rogue space ninjutsu again." Hashima gasped, looking very angry.
Chapter completed!