Vol 9 Chapter 165: Who is he

Who is that person?
Uchiha Madara felt that he was very familiar with him, but he couldn't remember him at this moment.
He only knows that this person must be the most important friend in his life. If not, why is that feeling so deep?
But why did he leave him alone and let his mother catch him easily and take him back alive?
Uchiha Madara sighed softly and followed his mother back to his home. There is Konoha Village, the land of ninjas where he lives.
The people in the whole village are ninjas, from children to adults, everyone is learning ninja skills. In order to make the ninja's skills stronger, they even go to the ninja school to learn, the best of them can even become Naruto.
Just like the patriarch in the same family.
Is that the same person?
Uchiha Madara felt that that person seemed to have the same breath, the same breath as a ninja. However, he must not be from Konoha Village. He had never seen him in the village. He had only met him when he was drifting along the riverside.
He didn't even say anything, but Uchiha Madara felt a sense of intimacy that was unclear, as if he had known him for thousands of years, and he had already been engraved into his heart.
Uchiha Madara didn't know what this was for and why he felt like this. He was just an ordinary ninja, a person living in Konoha Village.
What's the matter with such an insight beyond imagination...
That night, Uchiha Madara slept on the bed in his own home. He raised his head and looked at the stars at night. He always felt that something in his heart was calling him. That call was like a kind of warm breath flowing. It's the same in his heart. He felt a moving passion, he felt a kind of unknown and indescribable movement.
"I'm going out, no matter what, I'll see him again..." Uchiha Madara secretly made up his mind.
He ran out secretly. He avoided all the guards in Konoha Village and left the village quietly. The small river in the middle of the night, quiet and warm, was gurglingly flowing, waiting for Uchiha Madara's arrival.
A familiar figure appeared before Uchiha Madara's eyes. That figure was the boy, the boy who was the same size as Uchiha Madara, but had an unknown young age.
"What's your name?" Uchiha Madara asked.
"Me?" The boy chuckled softly, "You who had been with me for many years, and even in the end, you who killed me, Uchiha Madara, would not recognize me?"
Uchiha Madara suddenly felt a strange cold and came out of his body! He pointed to the boy, his fingers trembling: "You, you are... Senjujuma!"
That's right, this person is Senju Zhuma!
Uchiha Madara’s friend and mortal enemy, Senju Zhuma!
"Here is the core of the alien space that traps you. Only by defeating me can you leave this alien space... The Pope of the Interstellar Society in White, dominates your memory and also dominates mine... Haha, right Appropriately, there should be another decisive battle between me and you." Senjujuma said coldly: "In order to avenge our decisive battle, we should really do it again!"
Uchiha Madara finally remembered all his memories...Yes, he can only do this. The decisive battle with Senjujuma, once again, is inevitable...
At the beginning, he had to fight decisively with the Senju family represented by Senjujuma only for the benefit of the Uchiha family. As the respective clan chiefs, life and death inevitably occurred between Uchiha Madara and Senjujuma. Confrontation... Now that life has disappeared, and the Senjujuan who has become the soul, he can only confront Uchiha Madara again in this way.
However, when Senjujuan gets the power of the Pope of the White Interstellar Society, the balance of this battle will undergo abnormal changes...
Qianshou Zhujian made a shot, and he punched the air with amazing power. I saw him roar: "Accept the move, Uchiha Madara, look at my thorny killing technique!"
A terrible thorn suddenly pierced through the arm of Senjujuan. Under the unusually terrifying power bonus, Uchiha Madara's arm was suddenly pierced by the thorn!
"Wow!" Uchiha Madara shouted loudly. His arm was so painful as if he fell in the woods, and his whole body couldn't stop the pain.
However, he can't hold back...
The Senjujuma in front of me is definitely not the real Senjujuma, it is just a phantom, in order to torture Uchiha Madara, his remaining thoughts, his only remaining floating in a different space The idea, combined with the idea of ​​the Pope of the White Interstellar Society, became an incredible illusion space. Uchiha Madara knew in his heart that this kind of space existed to punish him, just like he wanted to accept Senjujuma's punishment at the beginning...
"But, as for me nowadays, I absolutely cannot degenerate like this!"
Uchiha Madara roared loudly, and the chakra on his body suddenly burst out!
"I, but the savior of this universe, if you can't beat you, then what universe will I save!" Uchiha Madara raised his hand, tightly grasped the thorn that pierced his arm, and used force. A pinch of the ground, the thorns shattered!
"Huo Huo, Uchiha Madara, I didn't expect you to have improved so much. Compared to when we were in the final battle, compared to the one who killed me, you are now a hundred times stronger..." After a pause, he suddenly continued: "However, I have received the help of the Pope of the White Interstellar Society now, and I will definitely not be below you in strength!
I saw him shouting: "Uchiha Madara! Look at my shuriken shadow avatar!"
Thousands of shadow avatars suddenly appeared in the Qianshou Zhujian! Uchiha Madara's eyes widened, watching his shadow clone appear all over the mountains and plains like this, and an extreme sense of oppression followed!
"Hahaha, let me tell you, in the case of the shadow clone, I can still release the thorns killing technique!" The tens of thousands of shadow avatars between the thousand hand pillars suddenly released the thorns killing technique at the same time, ten thousand thorns. , So I stabbed Uchiha Madara!
"Shadow clone!" Uchiha Madara quickly summoned his shadow clone! ..