Holy Grail War? Dragon Ball Wars!.

"spot!"

"Look, this time I lost more than you did last time."

The young man pointed to a stone in the distance and was telling others about it with a proud look on his face.

But before he could finish his words, the long-haired boy standing next to him waved his hand and threw a stone towards the river bank.

"Humph"

"Clap!"

"what?!"

"why is it like this"

Not only did he float on the river more times than me, he even floated faster and farther.

"You are still too young, Hashirama."

With his arms folded across his chest, Madara looked at the lost young man squatting on the ground in front of him, hugging his legs, and said in a low voice.

Although his tone was sarcastic, the upturned corners of his mouth showed relaxation and happiness.

"I lost again. How many times has this happened?"

Coming out of his loss, Hashirama stood up, thought for a moment and asked.

"Who knows? I won't remember the number of defeats."

"Ah! You are so proud! Just wait, sooner or later I will surpass you!"

Looking at the figure standing there, Hashirama pointed at him and shouted.

"Oh, I'm looking forward to it."

With his hands on his hips, he showed the look of a child for once, and spoke.

After a while, the two of them sat cross-legged on the river bank to rest. Hashirama hesitated for a long time and then asked him.

"Speaking of which, Madara, was what you said before true?"

"Let's talk about it when you become stronger. It's useless to say anything now."

"Well, tell me what won't hurt at all! A way to bring peace to the ninja world."

Looking at Hashirama's conflicted and curious expression, Madara lay on his side on the ground, his elbow on the ground, his cheek supported by one hand, his eyes closed but unmoved.

The current pillar is still too weak.

There was no point in him saying it, not to mention there was a sinister guy who needed to be dealt with.

"Everything is based on the so-called right to speak, but if you want to have that right, strength is the most important thing."

"It will take too much time for me to stop this chaotic ninja world by myself."

"That's why I invited you, Hashirama."

"I am growing, and you are growing too. Only by combining our strengths can we put an end to the chaos."

“It’s a lie.”

Hearing those words, Hashirama sensed a hint of lies in them.

"Ok?"

Slightly surprised by the other party's rebuttal, Madara opened his eyes and looked at him.

"You always act so pretentious"

"Although you hide it very well, I know you are actually very strong."

"Humph"

Indeed, Madara lied on the last sentence.

End the chaos?

If he really wanted to do it, Madara could do it alone now.

But the problem is that by doing so, he can only bring fear to the world.

If no one can provide guidance, the world will only turn into another kind of war.

So we need the so-called "black face" and "white face".

"It seems like it won't be easy for either of us."

“But the results will definitely be different then.”

Standing up, Madara just raised the corner of his mouth and walked towards the forest behind.

"?"

Not realizing what the other party meant, Hashirama had a question mark over his head.

As he was walking along the road to go home, he ran into someone unexpected.

"Tobirama?!"

"Itama?"

Looking at the two younger brothers waiting on the road, Hashirama's eyes flickered and he had a bad feeling.

Recalling Madara's pointed words just now, he seemed to understand.

It seems that I am being followed by my two younger brothers!

…………

"Izuna, how long are you going to hide?"

Walking through the woods, Madara glanced to the side and then spoke.

"Has he really been discovered?"

"Brother, that guy is from the Senju clan."

"Ah"

Walking out from behind the big tree, Izuna looked at the indifferent Madara and was very confused.

"If there can be peace, there is nothing to worry about whether it's the Uchiha clan, the Hagoromo clan, or the Senju clan."

Putting the stone he received from Hashirama into his pocket, Madara spoke as he walked.

"But."

"Izuna, don't forget."

"I am the one who makes the decisions for the Uchiha clan now."

"Yes"

I wanted to say something, but I was frightened by Madara's majestic appearance.

Following behind him silently, Izumi pursed her lips with some reluctance.

His brother has been very kind to him since they were young, but his attitude changes drastically when it comes to the Senju clan.

Even he, as a younger brother, cannot talk nonsense.

Although he is not very old, he is able to overpower the entire group.

Yes

At a very young age, my brother demonstrated unrivaled power and controlled the Uchiha clan.

To this day, Izuna has never forgotten the feat of the huge Susanoo sword that could split a mountain apart.

(Who else wants to dance?)

After placing his father, the previous clan leader, under house arrest, Madara, who had used tough means to gain power, began to make his own plans.

"How's their training going?"

"Fortunately, all the targets have been met."

"is it?"

Izuna knew who "they" Madara was talking about, the other three younger brothers besides herself.

"Don't be lazy, Izuna. Sooner or later, the power you control will come in handy."

"Although there are occasional gossips within the tribe, probably trying to incite you and them to rebel against me, such boring behavior only adds to the jokes."

"I have never cared about anyone in the Uchiha clan except you guys."

Hearing this, Izuna fell silent. He understood the implicit meaning of Madara's words.

If those people in the tribe who like to play tricks don't stop, Madara doesn't mind killing them.

The reason I said this was to make one thing clear to him.

Grow up as quickly as possible, and then help your brother control those dishonest guys to avoid unnecessary bloodshed.

"Ok?"

But at this moment, Madara stopped when he reached a valley, which made Izuna stunned and didn't understand what was wrong with him.

"Has the fox's tail finally been revealed?"

"I've been waiting for you for so long."

A pitch-black stick appeared in his hand, and Madara threw it towards a shadow.

"Bang!"

"?!"

"This is the Seeking Truth Jade?!"

There was a dark mass of mud surging where the stick had inserted itself, and it made a frightened sound.

"You're really good at hiding, Black Zetsu."

"I've been waiting for you for more than ten years and I'm tired of it."

Slowly approaching, Madara revealed a pair of eyes that surprised Hei Zetsu.

"The Samsara Eye?!!"

"How can it be?!"

"How could you have it!"

Unable to believe the scene before his eyes, Black Zetsu felt it was too absurd.

How can a descendant of Yuyi have the Rinnegan at this age?

And that seeking jade.

"Getting rid of you will also help me put my mind at ease."

Approaching, seeing the "shadow" struggling but unable to escape, Madara said in a deep voice.

The reason why he hasn't made any big moves over the years is because he is waiting for this "old guy" Black Zetsu.

If you don't get rid of this thing soon, it will definitely cause trouble.

But we can't alert the enemy too much, otherwise it will hide and it will be even more difficult to take action.

Fortunately, I finally got the chance today.

"Your death has come! Black Zetsu."