Even with the Adhesive State defense, when the attack intensity is too high, she will still be injured by the impact force.
“Next!”
Izli suddenly woke up, wanting to convert the Hard State on his body into the Adhesive State.
However, Uchiha Madara’s speed was too fast; his Hard State-enhanced fist had already slammed into his chest.
“Crack!”
This time, Izli’s Hard State Chakra cloak shattered directly.
“Boom!”
His body smashed into a protruding rock in the distance, and blood spilled from his mouth.
The Hard State is too “brittle.”
Being too rigid makes one prone to breaking.
When the Hard State shatters, the damage he receives is actually even greater.
Uchiha Madara maintained his Mangekyo Sharingan, crossed his arms over his chest, and stood there domineeringly.
His spiky long hair slowly floated up, like the fluttering hem of the Shinigami’s robe.
When he uses these eyes, all his abilities are significantly enhanced; even that brat Tobirama wouldn’t stand a chance.
“They are all too weak!”
“Uncle Madara!
Why are you using so much strength!”
“Hate you!”
Hiss~
Uchiha Madara’s expression stiffened, the invincible arrogance in his heart vanished instantly, and his Mangekyo Sharingan disappeared simultaneously, returning to his normal state.
Even a child should be reasonable!
Where in the Ninja World is anything easy?
Even in a sparring match, one has to use real skills.
The souls that have perished under Uchiha Madara’s hands are more numerous than the bridges you’ve walked across!
“Cough, cough!”
“I-I’m fine!”
Lan struggled to climb up, patted her somewhat flattened chest, and her face was a bit pale.
“Lord Madara showed mercy; we will recover after resting for a while.”
On the other side, Izli rubbed his chest, feeling like one or two ribs might be broken.
It looks like I need to go to the hospital to get checked out.
I’ll have to get Lord Gen to reimburse the medical expenses.
“Sister Lan, let’s go to the hospital.”
“No, really, there’s no need.”
Lan smiled and waved her hand.
She was just feeling a bit sore all over.
The Adhesive State had dissipated most of the power and evenly distributed the impact force across her entire body, so it was just some muscle damage.
“Lord Madara, I wonder if you are satisfied?”
Not only were they beaten, but they also had to greet him with a smile; the two of them were truly having a rough time.
Of course, this was all the fault of Kiyoi Gen who gave the order.
However, Lan, who cherished Kiyoi Gen like a younger brother, certainly wouldn’t blame him.
“Hmm, your strength is quite strong.”
Uchiha Madara felt he should give them some face.
“Enough to serve as Elite Jonin in Konoha.”
This evaluation was already very high.
Madara also took into account that the two hadn’t displayed Ninjutsu or other combat abilities, so he comprehensively raised their evaluation.
With the existence of [Flow Seal], their Chakra reserves were stronger than some Senju Ninjas.
“Then, Lord Madara, would you like to have the [Flow Seal] inscribed on your body?”
Lan stated the second purpose for their request for a sparring match.
“Even if the [Flow Seal] has limited help for Lord Madara, having the seal inscribed still has many uses.”
“Many Ninjutsu and Taijutsu developed by Lord Gen have compatibility with the [Flow Seal].”
“Being able to have abundant Chakra to use, Lord Madara’s battles could also be a bit easier.”
No other conditions?
Uchiha Madara was indeed quite surprised.
Once he thought about how Kiyoi Gen had directly given him the principles and cultivation methods of the Secret Technique, he was relieved.
“Uncle Madara!”
Kiyoi Ai puffed out her cheeks in some dissatisfaction.
“Big Brother said that everything good in the Village can be given to you.”
“He has never been this nice to anyone else.”
“He even said things to us like ‘You must trust him’.”
Uchiha Madara was stunned.
Trust him?
Could this young man really not be worried at all about him, this god of slaughter?
Since he had already investigated him, he should understand the reputation of the Asura of the Ninja World in Konoha.
But why?
Clearly, apart from Hashirama, no one else, not even the people of the Uchiha Clan, believed in him.
“Uncle Madara!”
“You should just accept Big Brother’s kindness!”
“Uncle Izli, Sister Lan, you must remember to go to the hospital!”
“I’ll take Uncle Madara to the Research Institute first.”
Having said that, Kiyoi Ai stepped forward, grabbed Uchiha Madara’s hand, and walked towards the exit of the practice field.
Uchiha Madara’s steps were a bit unsteady, mainly because his hand was held by the short Kiyoi Ai, and he had to stoop, which he was not used to.
Should he shake off Kiyoi Ai’s hand?
Madara was somewhat hesitant.
No, when did he, Uchiha Madara, ever have to consider others’ feelings?
Wrong!
Could it be that he, the dignified Asura of the Ninja World, would actually lay a heavy hand on a little girl?
Uchiha Madara’s mind was a bit chaotic at this moment.
Putting aside the issue of holding hands, what Kiyoi Ai said to him earlier made him very concerned.
Trust him?
That young man should really be treating him like a friend.
Perhaps…
Gen is really like Hashirama…
No!
They are different!
Chapter 13: Still Became an Uncle
Being dragged along by the hand by Kiyoi Ai for the whole way, and being watched by passing people and cats the whole way, even Lord Madara’s deadpan face couldn’t hold up anymore.
Walking like this, stooped over and being led by the hand by a child, did he still have any face left as the Asura of the Ninja World?!
“Wait!”
Because she was pulled, Kiyoi Ai had to stop.
“Ugh, Uncle Madara!”
Her cute face puffed up.
At this moment, Kiyoi Ai revealed an expression as if she had been bullied by Uchiha Madara.
Hey, hey, hey!
Don’t be like that!
If she keeps this up, he’ll just teleport away!
Of course, the cold-faced Asura of the Ninja World still couldn’t bear to abandon this little girl.
Although he told himself he hated troublesome children, in reality, Uchiha Madara had already started to like this cute girl a little bit.
Having such a little sister might be very happy.
His four younger brothers, including Izuna, had all passed away.
Madara’s gaze gradually became lonely, and Kiyoi Ai, who could keenly perceive others’ emotions, also put away her feigned angry expression.
Big Brother had told her that Uncle Madara’s family had all passed away.
She also understood this kind of pain of losing family.
If Big Brother and Mom hadn’t taken her in, she would surely still be living a life of fear.
The faces of her parents were already very blurry, but Kiyoi Ai always remembered the feeling of heartbreak from that time.
“Big Brother Madara, squat down for a moment.”
Hmm?
Uchiha Madara was stunned for a moment, but hesitated only for a moment before doing as she asked.
He squatted down gently; at this moment, Kiyoi Ai was already taller than him.
Pat!
Madara’s spiky hair was pressed down by a small palm.
“Big Brother Madara, don’t be sad anymore.”
“I also only learned after meeting Big Brother that family is not limited to blood relations.”
Blood relations?
“You are?”
Uchiha Madara only now realized that Kiyoi Ai and Kiyoi Gen had no blood relations.
“Big Brother is Mom’s only biological child; the rest of us are children adopted by Big Brother and Mom.”
Kiyoi Ai’s expression seemed full of nostalgia.
That was an expression vastly different from the simplicity of ordinary children, more like a smile that blended many complex emotions and was ultimately covered by happiness.
“I am the second younger sister adopted by Big Brother.”
“At that time, I was only two years old; it was Big Brother who taught me hand-in-hand and taught me many things.”
“It was also he and Mom who gave me the warmth of a family.”
“I am very fortunate to have met Big Brother in time after experiencing the war and to have the happy life I have now.”