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At this moment, Akira Tsubaki's speed soared to the limit.
Gathering the greatest strength in his fist, he rushed straight in front of Madara Uchiha.
Boom!
One punch.
The figure was directly smashed into pieces.
"Broken?"
Akira Tsubaki instinctively felt something was wrong.
Next moment.
He tilted his head, narrowly dodging a handful of Kunai.
"Good reflexes."
Ten meters away, the old Madara stood on the tree trunk and exclaimed.
"Really? What about your reflexes?" Akira Tsubaki turned his head and grinned.
"Huh?" Madara Uchiha paused, an expression of disbelief on his face.
He saw that several branches emerged from the ground, instantly entangling his feet.
"Wood Style?"
Madara's tone was full of doubt, surprise, and shock.
Isn't this boy supposed to restrain Wood Style? How can he still use Wood Style?
Wood Style (Mokuton) — Wood Entangling Technique (Moku Mōdoku no Jutsu)!
The Chakra in Akira Tsubaki's body surged out and was injected into the ground.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Hundreds of branches drilled out of the ground, like wooden snakes, and shot at Madara Uchiha in unison.
"You surprised me so much! Akira Tsubaki, I remember you."
Madara's tone was still shocking, as if saying goodbye.
Puff!
Suddenly, his body was pierced by a Kunai, revealing the figure of Namikaze Minato.
However, Madara's body did not flow out blood but turned into a puddle of mud.
"A Clay Clone (Doton: Doryū Jūka)?**" Namikaze Minato frowned.
"He still ran away."
Akira Tsubaki shook his head and stopped casting Wood Style.
"Is this the benefit of Ninjutsu? Running is indeed fast."
"What's more, my current speed is low, and it hasn't doubled yet."
When Kakashi ran to the scene, the battle was already over.
On the big tree.
Akira Tsubaki crouched on a tree branch, staring at the dead White Zetsu in a daze.
Namikaze Minato looked at the student strangely.
Kakashi also leaned over, hesitating to speak.
"Let's talk, your Wood Style."
"Sensei, do we need to talk about it?" Akira Tsubaki spread his hands.
"So, you asked me the principle of Wood Style that day, but you already possessed Wood Style?" Namikaze Minato felt a little amused.
His judgment of this student was wrong, and it was ridiculously wrong.
"I don't know why I mastered Wood Style, so I asked the Sensei," Akira Tsubaki explained, and began to observe White Zetsu again.
Ending the topic of Wood Style, Namikaze Minato began to ask about the strange attacker's identity.
"Who was that person just now?"
"Madara Uchiha!"
"Who?" Namikaze Minato's tone suddenly rose.
"Madara Uchiha," Akira Tsubaki repeated again.
At this moment, Namikaze Minato felt his brain 'buzzing.'
Madara Uchiha?
Is this possible?
Although he didn't see the man's face and only attacked from behind, hadn't Madara Uchiha died long ago?
"It was the Big Tree who told me. And the Big Tree also said that Madara was spying on me."
Akira Tsubaki directly threw the burden of proof onto the tree.
"Madara Uchiha?" Namikaze Minato muttered, deep in thought.
"Actually, I also want to thank this dead white creature. It was he who shouted that I locked onto Madara's location," Akira Tsubaki felt a little regretful.
He did not reveal White Zetsu's name.
Because this White Zetsu seemed... to be doing him a favor?
Otherwise, White Zetsu would not have been killed by Madara.
"White Zetsu helped me, why is that?"
Akira Tsubaki was thinking.
Namikaze Minato also looked down and guessed.
"There may be plant cells in this creature."
"Plants? Cells?"
Akira Tsubaki suddenly realized.
The Trait!
It was his own Wood Style feature.
Abilities: Wood Style Advanced Mastery (Trait: Intimacy)
No wonder White Zetsu helped him; his Wood Style Trait had affected White Zetsu.
"This should be a creature Madara made, transforming it using plants and human bodies."
After observing for a while, Namikaze Minato continued his deduction.
"However, he probably never dreamed that you have the ability to communicate with plants, and even restrain Wood Style."
"It is precisely because of this that your appearance caused the creatures he created to rebel."
Akira Tsubaki had to admire Minato-sensei's insight; it was simply heaven-defying.
Based on only intermittent clues, he could make inferences close to the truth.
"Also, if it's really Madara Uchiha, it's understandable that he's hiding near Kannabi Bridge."
"How?" Akira Tsubaki was curious.
"This area is located on the border of the Land of Grass. No one will disturb you, and you can obtain all the information of the major Ninja Villages," Namikaze Minato said seriously.
After finishing the discussion, Akira Tsubaki greeted Kakashi.
"Don't be dazed, do something with me."
"Huh? Oh," Kakashi nodded mechanically.
Afterwards, Akira Tsubaki carried the White Zetsu body under the tree and dropped it into a pit.
"I hope you can live like other plants."
Muttering to himself, Akira Tsubaki planted White Zetsu into the soil.
"???"
Namikaze Minato: "Are you serious?"
Akira Tsubaki: "I don't know. I just want to try, what if it lives?"
After planting White Zetsu, Akira Tsubaki started planting other logs.
After all, he had just cast Wood Style and created hundreds of tree trunks.
"Isn't this unnecessary?" Kakashi looked depressed.
After casting Wood Style, do you still plant the wood? What is this strange operation?
"These logs are alive, and they can grow into towering trees~~" Akira Tsubaki responded seriously.
His earnest speech was greeted with praise from the surrounding trees.
"It's been a long time since I've seen such a caring human being."
"Yeah, this human is our good friend."
"His name seems to be Akira, we must remember his name."
"If you need help, we will do our best to help."
The surrounding trees were whispering, and the leaves were rattling non-stop.
Underground Cave.
Madara Uchiha sat on the chair, frowning handsomely.
He couldn't figure it out, truly couldn't figure it out.
"How did that Akira find me?"
"Why did White Zetsu suddenly betray me?"
"Also, he called my name directly, which is too strange."
"Finally, how did he cast Wood Style?"
Doubts lingered in Madara's mind, making him feel as if he had been designed and manipulated by someone.