Seeing that no one answered, Uchiha Madara sat down at the main seat of the large round table in the conference room, and Senju Tobirama sat down at the seat next to him.

He has finally made it to the top. Last time at a meeting he could only stand like a minion.

The F6s, who served as guards, tacitly divided into two groups and stood behind the two of them. The momentum of the number one club in the ninja world suddenly rose.

“I declare this meeting open.”

With his hands crossed in front of him, Uchiha Madara looked around at the tense-looking Ohnoki and others, and announced in an unquestionable tone,
“My time is precious. If you have anything to say, please speak quickly. There will be no time to waste.”

The three people who were just attracted by Uchiha Madara’s eyes looked at each other, and finally, Ohnoki, who was the most stubborn, spoke first.

Snapped!
“Don’t be so hypocritical here. Don’t you know what good things you Konoha has done?”

Ohnoki started at zero frame and slammed the table hard, his face full of indignation.

“Oh?”

Facing the aggressive Ohnoki, Uchiha Madara changed to a comfortable posture, crossed his legs, and watched with interest as the little potato in front of him began his performance.

“We Konoha people always do good things without leaving a name.”

Senju Tobirama, who was standing by, made a timely addition, and the proud expression on his face made the others furious.

“You guys in Konoha really don’t care about your shame. You dare to do it but not take the responsibility?”

Jinjiao stared at Senju Tobirama’s fair face, gritted his teeth and asked coldly,
“You’ve been playing dumb the whole time. If you have something to say, just say it directly. Don’t beat around the bush.”

Staring back without giving in, Senju Tobirama shook his head in disdain, signaling everyone to speak frankly, as hiding things would only put them at a disadvantage.

“Humph! You won’t cry until you see the coffin.”

Ohnoki snorted coldly, took out a storage scroll from his back, and opened it in front of everyone.

bang~
“You should know what this is, right?”

As the white smoke dissipated, a gray-brown branch appeared in front of everyone. Anyone with a little perception could clearly sense the terrifying vitality emanating from this branch.

“Ah! Is that the Great Sensei’s Wood Release?”

The F6 standing at the back exclaimed in a low voice. As people who had been taught by Hashirama Senju, they had a particularly deep memory of the aura of Wood Release.

“What does this prove?”

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar Wood Release product, Uchiha Madara’s eyes flickered with an ambiguous light, his expression remained calm, but a trace of uneasiness emerged in his heart.
Those clones really did replicate Hasi Lama’s abilities perfectly.

“Prove what? Then I’ll show you!”

Seeing that Uchiha Madara was still calm and composed, the furious Ohnoki took off on the spot and lifted up his child-like short shirt in front of everyone.
“what!”

When Koharu Utane saw Ōnoki’s hooligan-like behavior, she was so scared that she quickly covered her eyes and looked curiously at the weird-shaped naked little potato through her wide-open fingers.

“This is the scar your previous Hokage left on me. It still hurts now.”

Oonoki gnashed his teeth, pointed at the hideous wounds on his body, and loudly exposed,
“what?”

“How could the Great Sensei?”

“Impossible, it definitely can’t be the Great Sensei.”

When the F6 members first heard the explosive news, they were all stunned with surprise. In their minds, Hashirama Senju was a peace-loving and moderate man who would never do such an illegal act as attacking the leader of another village.

“And I!”

Seeing that the truth had been revealed, Jinjiao simply tore off his coat, revealing his muscular upper body covered with the same hideous wounds as Onoki’s.

After the two finished their presentations, they all turned their gazes to their only remaining ally. Gui felt the urging in their gazes and showed a look of embarrassment on his face.
“Ahem. I don’t have a physique that leaves scars.”

When he was attacked by Hashirama Senju, he was subdued in just a few moves, so there were no scars on his body.

“Humph! You all saw it. Now we don’t want anything else but justice!”

Ohnoki put on his clothes and sat back down, his face showing an unusually determined expression.
“Otherwise, we can only use Konoha’s unilateral breach of the peace agreement as an excuse.”

As he spoke, he exchanged glances with the two men and then gritted his teeth and warned them.

“Start the war.”

boom–

As soon as he finished speaking, Uchiha Madara, who was sitting in the main seat, narrowed his eyes, and an extremely cold aura instantly emanated from his body, pressing towards the three people.

“You know what you’re talking about?”

Uchiha Madara, whose eyes turned red at some point, spoke coldly,
“We have the right to defend our dignity.”

I don’t know where he got the courage from, but Oonoki actually withstood Uchiha Madara’s momentum and shouted in a sonorous and powerful voice.

The assassination of the shadow of Ichimura could be a reason to start a war anywhere.

This is a provocation to the authority of a village and they cannot just let it go so easily, otherwise how will they survive in the ninja world in the future?

“What if I say this has nothing to do with us?”

After coldly staring at Ohnoki with a determined look for a while, Uchiha Madara spoke,
“Impossible, we saw it with our own eyes, the attacker was your predecessor Hokage, Senju Hashirama.”

The three people who had fought the attackers head-on had tasted the unique Arhat Woodman in the ninja world. They were still afraid when they thought about it.
“That’s right. Only Hashirama Senju can create a wooden man that big.”

“In the entire ninja world, only Hashirama Senju can use Wood Release. Don’t even think about denying it.”

Listening to the three people’s explanations, Uchiha Madara curled his lips in disdain and said something that hurt them deeply.
“If it was really Hasi Lama who did it, would you still be sitting here and talking to me now?”

That’s right, if the attacker was Hashirama Senju himself, he would definitely not spare the lives of these three people, and he would also destroy their hometown as well.

“There may be some misunderstandings. We will do it after the investigation is clear.”

Seeing the sparks between the two, Senju Tobirama stood up and tried to be a peacemaker, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Kinkaku.

“Don’t pretend to be a good guy here. Are those two Senju Hashirama who attacked our brothers your work?”

“what?”

Senju Tobirama was bewildered. He just stood up to express his opinion, so how could he take the blame for no reason?

“Although I only met the modern Hokage once, his noble character is still fresh in my memory. The attacker is definitely not him.”

Ōnoki took advantage of the chaos to enter the scene, changed his previous aggressive attitude, and praised the personality of Hashirama Senju.

“The Senju Hashirama who attacked us is a weapon of war developed by an evil scientist like you.”

Jinjiao pointed at Senju Tobirama confidently, his eyes full of resentment.

“Me too!”

Gui raised his hand and agreed succinctly.

Not only these three people, but even the five members of F6 standing behind them, glanced at Senju Tobirama, who was shaking with anger, with suspicious eyes.
The teacher seemed like someone who could do such a thing. “I’m in the morning class.”

Being pointed at by thousands of people, Senju Tobirama had no way to defend himself and could only use four words to speak for himself.

“He’s anxious, he’s anxious!”

“Why, you, Tobirama Senju, are you not a man if you dare to do it but not take responsibility for it?”

Seeing that Senju Tobirama did not refute their accusations, Jinjiao was quite proud and unconsciously hit the vital point of a white-haired man.

Hearing this, Senju Tobirama clenched his fists, turned his head expressionlessly, and said coldly to Uchiha Madara who was trying not to laugh,
“Forget it, just kill them all and be done with it.”

“.”

Of course, Uchiha Madara would never do this, after all, it is not yet the 68th year of Hokage.

“I am aware of your request, but this matter is of great importance. We in Konoha need to conduct a detailed investigation before we can give you a reply.”

After considering for a long time, Uchiha Madara looked at the incident from the perspective of the Hokage. Without being emotional, his current answer is very pertinent and official.

“Now that we have all the evidence, is there anything else that needs to be investigated?”

Seeing that Uchiha Madara’s attitude had changed, Ohnoki decided to test the other party’s bottom line. In this matter, their villages were in the right.

“That’s right, there’s such a huge wooden man standing in front of me, and you tell me I still need to investigate?”

“The tailed beasts in our bodies have already identified the other party as Senju Hashirama. What are you Konoha still trying to explain?”

“Or do you intend to disregard the peace agreement and start a war?”

“Humph!”

Seeing that Konoha was about to be blamed, Uchiha Madara snorted coldly. The aura emanating from his body was as real as substance. His scarlet eyes swept over the three people who were talking nonsense, and instantly silenced the whole audience.

“I said that we need to investigate further because I want to give you a way out. Don’t be so ungrateful.”

As soon as these words were spoken, the three people who had just thought they had the upper hand felt as if they were falling into an ice cellar. Only now did they recall how terrifying the person in front of them was.

Even without the armor of the strongest Tailed Beast Knight, Uchiha Madara’s strength is unrivaled in the ninja world and no one can defeat him.

The reason why he could sit at the same table with them calmly was entirely because of his identity as Hokage.

“Hokage-sama has great authority.”

Kinkaku, who was somewhat angry, said to the defiant Uchiha Madara in a sarcastic tone,
“I just wonder if Konoha will still be as strong as it is now after the Hokage retires.”

This is a subtle irony that Konoha is entirely supported by Uchiha Madara, otherwise it would be a weakling that can be bullied by everyone.

“We have so many talented people in Konoha. Even if I’m gone, there will be young people who are better than me to take my place.”

Hearing the hidden meaning in Kinkaku’s words, Uchiha Madara shook his head with a firm tone, which made the F6 members behind him feel excited and straightened their backs unconsciously.

Isn’t this talking about them?
“Oh? Then I wonder if Lord Hokage is interested in having the young men spar with each other.”

Kinkaku’s eyes lit up. He was most likely no match for Uchiha Madara, but if his own little brother could beat up the rookie of Konoha, wouldn’t that be a great humiliation to Konoha and also a way to vent his anger?

“Why not? Just come over here.”

Soon, everyone in the conference room moved to a nearby training ground. Mifune dismissed the onlookers and left some private space for the two competing parties.

“Xi, go and communicate with the geniuses of Konoha, and remember to show mercy.”

Looking at the spacious venue, Jinjiao smiled with a look of success. He waved his hand behind him and a burly black jailer who had been waiting for a long time came over.
His black and shiny muscles were extremely dazzling under the light.

“He is my junior apprentice. Don’t be fooled by his mature appearance. He is actually quite young.”

Pointing to the dark cell that was as big as a melon vendor’s, Jinjiao introduced it with a smile, saying that it was a characteristic of Yunyin, that young men were mature at such a young age, and the women had big breasts and thin waists.

“Kumogakure, Xi.”

The brown-haired Kuroru nodded towards the Konoha side and briefly introduced himself.

“Which one of you is going?”

Senju Tobirama took a look at Xi, who was full of ruthlessness, and concluded that he was definitely a master of physical skills and his strength should not be underestimated. He then asked several disciples behind him,

The F6 members were all eager to try their best, all wanting to win the first prize for Konoha. After some discussion, they decided to decide who would play in a fair way.

“Scissors, rock, paper!”

“I won!”

Mitomon Yan looked at the stone he had stretched out excitedly. He did not expect that he would stand out from the crowd.

“Yan, be careful, the opponent is a Taijutsu ninja.”

Seeing Mitomon En rushing down the field, Senju Tobirama’s brows slightly furrowed.
Among all the disciples, Yan’s strength was not outstanding, and he often served as a mobile supply package.
It might be a bit difficult to deal with this kind of physical ninja. If the opponent gets the upper hand, I’m afraid I won’t even have a chance to substitute.

“Don’t worry, teacher. I am no longer the same person I used to be.”

Mizuto Menyan pushed up his glasses on his nose, and his eyes behind the lenses shone with confidence.

One minute later,

“Mmmmm my glasses~”

Mizuto Menen was carried back after less than a minute of fighting. His delicate glasses were smashed into pieces by the opponent’s punch, and his eyes were bruised with permanent bruises.

“inflammation!”

F6 witnessed their friends being killed in seconds, and they were all furious.
“We won’t let your sacrifice be in vain.”

They were seen surrounding the shattered eye, mourning with heavy faces.
“what?”

Mizuto Menyan, with both eyes swollen, lay on the side, no one cared about him.

At this moment, his heart was colder than the snow-capped mountains of the Iron Kingdom.

“Let me do it this time, I will definitely avenge Yan!”

After sending Mitomon Yan’s body off for the last time, Akimichi Tofu stood up with his fists clenched, his fat face full of hatred.

“Take the wind, don’t be careless.”

Senju Tobirama nodded secretly. The power boost from the multiplication technique was enough to kill a physical ninja of the same level in seconds.

“Little Fatty, I hope you can take a beating better than that guy with glasses just now.”

The battle just now was not even a warm-up exercise.
The moment Mizuto Menen took out the scroll, Xi had already punched the opponent in the face, achieving an instant kill.

“Yan has already sacrificed himself. I will make you pay with blood!”

Thinking of his friend who had been shattered into pieces, Qiu Daoqufeng attacked with hatred. His entire body suddenly rose high, and his half-human-sized fist smashed at the confused Xi.
“No, isn’t that boy with glasses lying there peacefully? Look, he hasn’t even wiped away his tears.” (End of this chapter)