Chapter 28: A Battle That Started Well but Ended Well
Su Xiuyu and Mito stood on the sidelines, watching the fierce battle between Hashirama and Madara. Meanwhile, Uzumaki Masahiko and Uzumaki Hibiki never stopped talking.
"Uchiha Xiuyu, what kind of jutsu is that giant Madara's using? It's terrifying! Is it some kind of ability from the Uchiha bloodline? But I've never seen Tajima use it. Would he really rather die in battle than keep such a secret?" Masahiko rambled, his tone full of disbelief.
"And Hashirama's technique—Wood Release—I've never even heard of it before. Is this some kind of Senju bloodline ability? I swear, this world is getting more and more incomprehensible to me. We old guys might as well be buried already." He sighed heavily, but the curiosity in his eyes didn't fade.
Hibiki smirked. "Mito, we really came out at the right time. Otherwise, we wouldn't be getting such a front-row seat to history in the making."
Masahiko, for once, actually agreed and nodded enthusiastically.
"The giant Madara summoned is called Susanoo. The Uchiha clan evolves their Sharingan from three tomoe to the next stage—the Mangekyō Sharingan. That's what allows them to use this ultimate, destructive technique capable of shaking the heavens and earth: Susanoo. It's named after a god," Su Xiuyu explained.
"And Hashirama's Wood Release isn't an inherited bloodline ability. It's a completely new power he created by fusing Earth Release and Water Release. It's full of untapped potential."
Su Xiuyu knew exactly what was happening, so he gave a brief explanation to Uzumaki Masahiko and Uzumaki Hibiki.
"You should record this information and pass it down through the Uzumaki clan, but make sure it doesn't get leaked," he warned them.
Masahiko and Hibiki nodded happily. "Of course! The Uzumaki clan is the best at keeping secrets. No one can break our seals but us," Masahiko assured him.
Mito glanced at Su Xiuyu, her brows furrowed slightly. "You seem to know a lot, Xiu Yu," she said curiously. The man she admired always carried an air of confidence, as if nothing ever truly surprised him.