Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Samurai in Madara Uchiha's Mouth!

"Madara-sama, we've heard something amazing outside!"

As the half-black, half-pale creature entered an underground cavern, he smiled and spoke to the darkness. Where darkness shrouded us, there was a throne made of stone.

On the throne, there was an old man with gray hair and a withered face sitting there with an expressionless face.

He's, Madara Uchiha!

The characters who once single-handedly created the order of the current ninja world with the Thousand Hands Pillar, the god of the ninja world, are almost exclusively in legends!

"Didn't you want you to spy on that little ghost?"

Madara on the throne slowly opened his eyes, maybe the years have left too many traces on him, where can Madara Uchiha still see the ferocity of the ninja world Shura on his body?

The man sitting on the throne was indeed surrounded by a murderous aura, but more often than not, it gave people a feeling of dying old age.

"There are other Hakujue monitoring that little ghost, we don't need to do it ourselves, and that little ghost and his companion were accepted as disciples by the disciples of the three generations of Hokage, and there is not much danger now, so we went outside for a walk."

"By the way, Madara-sama, we brought back two three-hook jade writing wheel eyes for Madara-sama!"

Black and white didn't care about the question in Madara Uchiha's tone, and just walked in front of Madara Uchiha with a glass bottle. Madara Uchiha is also a ruthless person, he just looked at the pair of writing wheel eyes in front of him for a moment, and then he took out his original eyes and replaced them with this new pair of eyes.

"Are the Uchiha clan dead?"

Waiting until Madara Uchiha changed into a three-hooked jade writing wheel eye, wiped the blood from the corners of his eyes, and then looked at the black and white Jedi in front of him.

"No, this pair of writing wheels was dug up on a Uchiha on the battlefield where we ventured to fight the Land of Wind and the Land of Fire."

Black and white Jue has always been the half of the pale body, and the other half of the black and white Jue has been silent.

"Hmm."

"What did you hear?"

Madara Uchiha closed his eyes, and he still needed to readjust to the new writing wheel eye for a while.

"There was a samurai Mifune in the Land of Iron who defeated the ninja demigod Sanshoyu Hanzo, and this matter was very fierce outside! And that Mifune, who still doesn't accept the title of shadow, calls himself a sword hero. ”

Bai Jue watched Madara Uchiha close his eyes, his tone was no longer the previous question, and his voice became a little cheerful again.

"Mifune? Jianhao? ”

"The Land of Iron? I remember it was a country where there were no ninjas, right? Can such a country give birth to strong people? ”

Madara Uchiha's tone finally fluctuated sporadically this time, but the fluctuation in this tone was more of a puzzle.

"Yes, defeating the ninja demigod Sanshoyu Hanzo is equivalent to defeating half of Madara-sama!"

Hakujue grinned, not caring at all that his words would anger Madara Uchiha.

"Times are changing, and any little ghost dares to call himself a demigod in the ninja world!"

"Don't care about the Iron Country, the weakness of those samurai is too obvious, a single illusion can make the strongest samurai directly lose their combat power."

"Keep spying on that little imp in Nagato!"

Madara Uchiha seems to have known about Hakujue's character for a long time, and he doesn't care about his open-mouthedness. Speaking of the ninja demigod Sanshoyu Hanzo, Madara Uchiha's tone couldn't help but bring a little sneer.

When he first heard the title of Sanshoyu Hanzo, he sneered, compared to the Thousand Hands Pillar, which onion is Sanshoyu Hanzo? What kind of guy dares to bear the name of God?

Even after such a long time, Madara Uchiha still sneered when he heard the name of Sanshoyu Hanzo again.

In his eyes, except for the Thousand Hands Pillar, there is no one worthy of the title of the god of the ninja world, and the demigod is not worthy!

"Huh? Is the samurai's weakness so obvious? ”

Bai Jue tilted his head, and he didn't seem to expect that Mifune, who was so powerful as rumored by the outside world, would be so easy to deal with in Madara Uchiha's mouth.

And Madara Uchiha no longer responds to Hakujue's funny, just closes his eyes to adjust to his new eyes.

On the other side, Bai Jue was verbose, watching Madara Uchiha ignore himself, and he also revealed a low-pressure atmosphere like a defeated dog and melted into the dirt. A moment later, Madara Uchiha was once again the only one left in the empty underground.

No, Madara Uchiha is not alone, there is a huge wooden statue with a strange appearance behind him?

That's the shell of the Ten Tails!

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"The weakness of the samurai is so obvious, whether it is a former samurai or a swordsman re-established by His Excellency Daimyo. Our shortcomings are all mental, and we don't have too much resistance to illusions! ”

"If I face the elite shinobi of the Uchiha clan, I don't have a 100% chance of being able to defeat the other party!"

"But with ordinary shadows, I can fight them, and I can do it if I remain undefeated."

Mifune stood in front of Gen Shenji, and after he returned to the Iron Country, he clearly felt the change in the atmosphere of the Iron Country. No one knew what he was thinking, but it was only in the evening that he entered the Daimyo's mansion.

"What do you think the samurai should do to solve this problem?"

Gen Shenji also frowned, he seemed to have heard about the powerlessness of the samurai in the face of illusion before, but he didn't pay too much attention to it. Now hearing Mifune say this, Genjin Ji has to consider a question, if it is an illusion master like Uchiha Shisui, is it possible to pull all the samurai of the Iron Country into the illusion?

At that time, the samurai's sword may not be aimed at the enemy!

"I don't know, I'll go to the waterfall to continue my practice, hoping to find the lack of samurai's spiritual defense."

Mifune bowed his head slightly to the Genjin Machine in front of him, and then said words that made Genjin Ji silent for a long time.

"Is Sir blaming me for taking power from Mister?"

Gen Shenji looked at the three boats in front of him for a long time, he had expected such a moment early on. After all, compared to the Daimyo, Mifune, who was the general of the Iron Country, was the previous ruler of the Iron Country, but what Gen Shenji didn't expect was that Mifune would give up power so easily.

"No, I don't blame the daimyo."

"Maybe there were some before this battle, but after I came back, I figured it out."

"The power of the Iron Country was supposed to be a daimyo, but the daimyo was young before, and the previous daimyo was seriously ill, so Mifune was in charge of the power in desperation. The Daimyo has proven that without my help, the Iron Country can be managed well. ”

"This time I went to the waterfall to practice, firstly, to find a way to deal with illusions, and secondly, I am going to officially impact the realm of Jianhao!"

"Compared to power, Mifune loves kendo more!"

"If it's possible, Mifune wants to see what the end of the kendo looks like!"

Mifune raised his head and met the eyes of the Origin Divine Machine in front of him. And in Mifune's eyes, what Yuan Shenji saw was only sincerity, and at this moment, the wording that Yuan Shenji had prepared for a long time was only slowly withdrawn.

Mifune is a pure man, alas, he is not.

"Mr. Mifune cultivates with peace of mind, and from today onwards, I will treat Mr. with a half-teacher!"

"I also promised my husband that I would manage the Iron Country well, and that the kind of thing that happened before would not happen a second time until it was a last resort!"

"Please also ask Mr. to open up a future of swordsmen only for samurai for kendo!"