Naruto: I Can Take People Through the Ninja World in the Future

In the midst of the vast forest.

Madara from Parallel World 2 was sitting atop the head of the Hachibi, waiting calmly.

Wondering where the Sanbi went?

The damned beast, already drained of its chakra and worthless in Madara's eyes for the time being, was lying nearby, on the verge of death.

If it weren't for the fact that these Bijuu would be needed to revive the Jubi later, Madara might have already killed this weak Sanbi.

And now, beside the Hachibi.

Two tall wooden poles stood, one binding the unconscious Kagami, and the other binding the equally unconscious Mito.

Clearly, Mito, who had been empowered by the Kyuubi, was ultimately no match for Madara.

Defeated and captured, she became one of the key hostages to force Tobirama to show himself.

But Madara had been waiting for almost ten minutes, and Tobirama still hadn't appeared. His patience was wearing thin.

He was about to kill a few Konoha ninja first, to pressure the fleeing Tobirama, to see if he could really turtle up like a coward.

But just then, Tobirama finally arrived.

Young Tobirama brought Old Tobirama, along with Madara from Parallel World 1, appearing before Madara from Parallel World 2.

"Damn Tobirama, you finally showed up, this time..."

"Huh?!"

"You..."

Madara initially smiled, but then his smile froze on his face.

Because he had seen another version of himself, a Madara exactly like him!

How was this possible?

Madara was utterly shocked, but he didn't immediately recognize the true identity of Madara from Parallel World 1; he just subconsciously assumed that this might be a puppet or clone created by Tobirama using some forbidden technique?

To confuse his judgment?

Meanwhile, Madara from Parallel World 1 also had no interest in dealing with the two Tobiramas.

He immediately jumped onto a giant tree, standing face-to-face with his other self.

"Standing face-to-face with yourself, it really feels strange!"

Madara from Parallel World 1 muttered, filled with mixed emotions.

The scene of meeting his future self, though many might have dreamed of it; but when it actually happened, it still moved people deeply.

"What do you mean, myself? Damn Tobirama, you dare to impersonate me!"

"You're asking for death!"

The furious Madara from Parallel World 2 absolutely refused to believe that there could be another version of himself in this world.

Even if there were, it must be a fake.

And appearing alongside Tobirama only further proved that this was a trick of that damn Tobirama!

The enraged Madara had no intention of investigating, only wanting to immediately destroy this impostor.

So he directly controlled the Hachibi beneath his feet, gathered a Bijuu Bomb, and fired it at the fake Madara across from him.

Seeing the Bijuu Bomb hurtling toward him, Madara from Parallel World 1 remained completely calm.

Just as the Bijuu Bomb was about to hit him, he suddenly pulled out a giant fan, easily deflecting the Bijuu Bomb!

Even reflecting it back!

*BOOM!*

The Hachibi swung its tail, forming a meat shield, blocking the explosion of the reflected Bijuu Bomb.

But Madara from Parallel World 2 was clearly even more shocked. What shocked him wasn't the opponent's ability to block the Bijuu Bomb, but the fan in the opponent's hand!

"Where did you get that fan?"

"This is my weapon, you should have one too, right?"

The fan that had been destroyed by Isshiki earlier had been repaired by Madara, thanks to materials donated by the Gedo Mazo.

And Madara from Parallel World 2 also pulled out his own Uchiha fan, unable to help but look at the fan in the opponent's hand, then at the one in his own.

For a moment, he truly couldn't tell which was real and which was fake!

Being able to block the Bijuu Bomb and reflect attacks, the fan in the opponent's hand was clearly real.

But the fan in his own hand couldn't possibly be fake, right?

Could there really be two Uchiha fans in this world?

Perhaps one had been lost and disappeared from historical records, making the Uchiha clan also believe there was only one family heirloom?

For a moment, Madara from Parallel World 2 was utterly confused.

"HAHAHA! Can't tell, can you? Rare to see me with such an expression!"

Madara from Parallel World 1 laughed heartily, sometimes seeing himself confused was also a kind of pleasure.

"Who are you?"

"I am you!"

"Impossible!"

"I'm from 17 years ago. A stronger, more confident, and younger version of you!"

"Nonsense, you're asking for death!"

Madara from Parallel World 2 was clearly furious, absolutely refusing to believe the nonsense spouted by this impostor, so he immediately attacked.

"Katon: Goukakyuu no Jutsu!"

Madara used a fire-style jutsu, spewing a massive amount of fire like a sea, engulfing the opponent.

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"Katon: Goukakyuu no Jutsu!"

But Madara from Parallel World 1 was not to be outdone, unleashing the exact same fire-style jutsu.

Two enormous seas of fire collided, their power and scale almost rivaling the explosion of a Bijuu Bomb!

Even burning most of the surrounding trees, as if the entire world had fallen into hell.

In the entire ninja world, only two people could use ordinary fire-style jutsu with the power of a forbidden technique: Hashirama and Madara.

And the fire-style jutsu of Madara from Parallel World 1, which was almost on par with his own, also greatly shocked Madara from Parallel World 2.

No one understood the power of his own jutsu better than himself.

How could there be someone who could match him?

Unless the opponent was Hashirama in disguise? Or, was the opponent truly himself?

'Is the opponent really myself? Could he really be me from the past?'

'Is time travel real? Is the legend of the ryumyaku in Roran not nonsense?'

Various speculations arose in Madara from Parallel World 2's mind, but unfortunately, none could be confirmed.

But everything could be fake, only power wouldn't deceive him. The 'impostor' across from him indeed possessed strength equal to his own!

Meanwhile, the residual heat from the massive fire-style jutsu also struck Madara from Parallel World 2.

Burning all the pollen around him, fully revealing his form.

And Madara from Parallel World 1 looked over, finally seeing the exposed upper body of Madara from Parallel World 2.

'Good, a very athletic body. It seems even after more than a decade, I haven't forgotten my training, still able to dance at any time!'

'Wait... What's on that guy's chest?'

Madara from Parallel World 1's expression suddenly changed, his good mood instantly shattered.

"Your chest... is that Hashirama's face?"

"You put Hashirama's face on your chest? Disgusting, utterly disgusting! Then there's no choice but to end you!"

Hashirama was already dead, so putting his face there was a form of respect.

But if Hashirama were still alive, how could Madara do such a disgusting and shameful thing?

If the still-living Hashirama saw it, wouldn't he truly become a madman? His lifelong reputation would be ruined!

Alright, just because of this.

This disgusting Madara deserves to die!