Long Live The Hokage

Chapter 7: A Fist As Big As A Sandbag

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After Masahiko appeared, he had been observing the expressions of everyone present.

Orochimaru was slightly surprised at first, and then showed a clear look, and he didn't know what he had imagined.

Tomama had an expression of "I knew it", and she didn't believe the news of Masahiko's death at all.

Hashirama, Jiraiya and Sakumo were first surprised, and then surprised.

On the other hand, Ri Zhan's expression was more complicated, first surprised, then surprised and excited, and finally slightly worried.

"Aren't you guilty? It seems that the matter of Minato has nothing to do with him, it was Danzo who did it... Or is he good at acting?"

All kinds of thoughts in Masahiko's mind turned around, and it only took a moment.

In the next moment, punch!

Shaking his arm, Masahiko was speechless for a while looking at Madara who took a few steps back.

"Are you so excited that I'm not dead? Madara."

Madara stabilized his figure and calmed down.

I was impulsive just now because... the ups and downs of life are really too fast.

Just heard the good news, and was hit again.

Now he is just a reincarnated body, and his strength is not half of what he was in his heyday. I am afraid that he will not be able to handle Masahiko.

"Hmph, old man! You're not dead yet!"

Masahiko smiled, and then greeted the others, "Hashirama, Togama, long time no see."

"For us, it hasn't been a long time, Second Grandpa." Tobima said lightly, making Masahiko's expression stiff.

"That's right, they seem to see me as soon as they close their eyes... This is a bit embarrassing."

"Second Grandpa, it's been a long time." It was still Hashirama's cooperation.

"Elder Masahiko! What are you..." Ri Zhan couldn't help but speak.

"If I don't die once, I don't know that the world can become so wonderful without me.

"Masahiko explained lightly, he would not say that he had a problem with his cultivation.

"Senior, it's great that you didn't die, please persuade Orochimaru!" Jilai also shouted.

Masahiko ignored him, but turned to Madara, and asked the doubts in his heart all along, "Who took your eyes back then?"

"Old man, do you think I'll tell you?"

Masahiko smiled, clenched a fist with his right hand, and let out a 'huh' breath, "Have you ever seen a fist the size of a sandbag? Orochimaru, don't undo the dirt reincarnation yet!"

"As you wish, senior."

The next moment, Masahiko appeared in front of Madara, "Right hook!"

Madara parried with his left hand, but was still hit by Masahiko on the left cheek.

"Bastard!" Madara cursed loudly, and a blue Giant Susan gradually extended from the figure that flew upside down.

Masahiko stretched his right arm back, and the chakra was concentrated in the palm of his hand, "Susano, just try this move, Yashigami empty strike!"

Countless powerful fist phantoms burst out of the air, and the Susanoo that Madara had just condensed disintegrated instantly, and even Madara disappeared into the fist shadows.

"Uh, I used too much force. I forgot that Madara only has less than half of his strength now..." Masahiko cursed secretly, "Wait for him to recover for a while."

Scratching his head, Masahiko turned his head in distress and found that the back had turned into a forest.

The aftermath of that punch just now was still resisted by Hashirama Hirizhan and the others.

"If you don't pay attention, you forget that I am so strong now. It's really troublesome." Masahiko said this, but he actually laughed in his heart.

"Senior, you have become stronger." Orochimaru said slowly.

Masahiko glanced at him and smiled slightly, "Have you received an invitation from the Akatsuki organization? Are you interested in being a spy for me?"

Masahiko is addicted to finding spies, and Hayashi Yuri is probably unreliable after the news of his death. And this fourth ninja world war broke out, and the country of rain became one of the battlefields again. God knows if she is on the street.

"An invitation from the Xiao organization? I didn't receive it."

Masahiko was startled, "Then why did you defect?"

"More importantly, where did you get the plaque cells?"

While speaking, the trees that had just broken out of the ground went back to the ground, and Hashirama Feijian and Ri Zhan's group showed their figures.

"Second Grandpa, you are getting stronger and stronger."

Masahiko took a deep breath, glanced at the silent Orochimaru, and then looked at Hashirama and Togama... Let's talk about the past first.

"Of course I will become stronger and stronger, and getting weaker and weaker is the Japanese sword."

Hirizhan smiled wryly, Hashirama scratched his head, "After all, Monkey is old, he is not you."

Feijian was thoughtful, and realized that Masahiko's tone was wrong, "What happened? Second Grandpa."

Masahiko paused and sighed, "You are already dead, there is no need to add trouble to you."

"Elder Masahiko..." Ri Zhan hesitated to speak.

"Senior, you should persuade Orochimaru first." Jiraiya came again.

"Elder Masahiko, things are not as you imagined." Sakumo said something for Hirizhan.

"I hope so." Masahiko said lightly.

Afterwards, Masahiko turned to Hashirama and Togama, "It is Konoha's 53rd year now, and in at most eleven or twelve years, I will definitely be able to resurrect you."

Hashirama smiled wryly, "You haven't given up yet."

"How can you give up..."

"Damn old guy!"

On the other side, Madara finally recovered.

"Yo, you've recovered, Madara." Masahiko smiled and turned his head, "Did you see the fist the size of a sandbag?"

Madara's face changed, "Asshole!"

"The caster is called Orochimaru, right? Let go of the restrictions on my strength, otherwise you won't be able to escape the old guy here!"

Masahiko smiled and said, "Give up, Madara, Orochimaru is on my side. The current situation is that a bunch of us will beat you up."

After saying this, Orochimaru actually nodded, leaving Madara speechless for a while.

"Asshole..." Madara said more assholes today than all the previous ones combined.

Masahiko smiled, "Oshemaru, you have a bright future. Don't defect, how about going to Uzumaki Country? I will find a way to research materials and so on. You just need to call Madara out every now and then to relieve my boredom."

"Old fellow!" Madara's face turned red, and he immediately looked at Tobima, "This damn ninjutsu!"

Masahiko smiled, "How about it, Madara, do you want to talk?"

On the side, Zhu Jian felt a little "unable to see it anymore", and changed the topic, "Second Grandpa, you said that Madara's eyes were taken away?"

"Ah, there is an annoying Akatsuki organization, and I have been tracking down the identity of their leader."

Madara breathed a sigh of relief, "It seems that guy did a good job and caused you a lot of trouble, old guy."

Masahiko turned his head, "It's nothing to worry about, it's just curiosity. Madara, I'm already invincible. Can't you feel the punch just now?"

"Invincible? Ridiculous!" Madara laughed.

Masahiko paused and sighed, "Is it that funny? Madara."

Masahiko clenched his fist with his right hand and slowly put it to his mouth, heaved a sigh of relief, "It seems that you still want to see a fist the size of a sandbag!"

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