While he was talking, Black and White Zetsu stood respectfully with no expression on their faces. However, Black Zetsu's heart was already in turmoil. It turned out that Madara still didn't fully trust him. Black Zetsu had been by Madara's side for more than ten years, but he still didn't fully trust him. Black Zetsu couldn't help but curse the old fox in his heart.
Madara slumped in his seat, and the tube kept feeding him. He sighed and said to Black and White Zetsu: "Our plan has to be brought forward. Have you chosen the person? "
Black Zetsu nodded: "I have chosen the person, the orphan of the Uzumaki clan. He doesn't even know his own origin. As long as we are in front of him …" Black Zetsu's face showed a cruel expression.
Madara nodded, and he recognized Black Zetsu's basic judgment. "What about my heir?"
"It's the same … He's from the Uchiha clan. He's called the last of the Uchiha clan. However, other people don't know that the guy they call the last of the Uchiha has an unusual power in his body, and he should be able to withstand Hashirama's cells."
"Well …" Madara nodded: "I don't care about these things. I just want to see the final result. You don't need to report the process to me. Okay, you can go."
"Yes …" Black and White Zetsu nodded respectfully and prepared to leave. They seemed to think of something, and they paused and said: "Then … What should we do with the guy with the Sharingan?"
Madara coughed twice and said: "Cough … I will naturally deal with that person. You just need to grasp that person's movements, and I will deal with the rest."
"But your body …" Black Zetsu was half worried and half gloating. Now he still needs Uchiha Madara. Since he's been with him for so many years, the plan has been laid out. It's not easy to find a fool that he can take advantage of. Black Zetsu doesn't want Uchiha Madara to die in vain. At least, he has to arrange everything before he can die.
With Black Zetsu's perception, Uchiha Madara in his current state can't beat the mysterious person he perceived before. If Madara was a little younger or his body was a little better, maybe he would have a chance to fight. But Black Zetsu didn't dare to say it.
Uchiha Madara is a man who is extremely conceited. He even regards his dignity and face as more important than his life. Except in front of Hashirama, he has always maintained a cold attitude, which has never changed.
If Black Zue were to tell him, 'Give up, you can't beat him,' then there would only be two possible outcomes. First, Madara will go to that guy and be killed by him. Second, after killing himself, Madara will go to that guy and be killed by that guy. No matter what it was, it wasn't good for Black Zue. He had been hiding for so long to resurrect his mother. He had endured so much. So what if he endured for a few more years?
Black Zetsu hesitated and finally chose to go out. His body slowly dived into the ground and disappeared from Madara's sight.
"Ahem … Ahem … Another Uchiha with Mokuton Chakra? Or the Senju Clan with Sharingan? " Madara's eyes flashed. Although he trusted Black Zetsu, Madara always felt that he was planning something behind his back. Because in Madara's view, everything was going too smoothly.
Except for the plan that didn't kill Rope Tree, all the other plans were completed perfectly. Although this gave him the impression that he was the son of the world, the protagonist of life, the cautious Madara didn't believe it.
"Naka Shrine …" Madara murmured the name: "What's going on here? Is there anything I don't know?"
If Shen didn't appear, then Madara would have trusted Black Zetsu until the end. However, Uchiha Shen's appearance seemed to have created a bottomless gap between Madara and Black Zetsu, which made the already fragile relationship between the two even more fragile.
Following a sigh, the originally dim light in the cave gradually disappeared, once again returning to the feeling of being unable to see the light of day. Only the rumbling sound of the pipes proved that there were still people here.
Uchiha Shen, who was far away in the country of Kawa, didn't know that he was being watched at this moment. But even if he knew, it didn't matter. Madara was just a dying man. Even if he could fight, how long could his old body support him?
What Shen cared about most now was how to teach the two little girls, and where to start. His own strength was half due to his own efforts, and the other half was due to the guidance of the system. His own experience was absolutely not suitable for the two little girls.
Looking at the two who had rested and were now full of energy and looking at him expectantly, Shen's face showed a helpless expression. He didn't know what to teach the two little girls.
To put it bluntly, Shen was not a good teacher. In terms of strength, he may be strong, but in terms of experience, he was just a junior who had just started learning.
Shaking his head, Chen looked at the two of them with a serious expression.
"Well, the morning rest time is over. Now, let's enter the next stage of training, Meow Meow!"
"Yes!" The little girl answered crisply.
Shen sighed: "First, do ten sets of physical training, then continue to refine chakra."
"Yes!" Meow Meow's little face showed a rare serious expression, but the next second, she asked: "But, Uncle Shen, what is physical training?"
"Call me Brother Shen or Sensei." Shen added: "The so-called Jutsu, in fact, is the most systematic distribution is divided into Ninjutsu, Taijutsu, and Genjutsu. Ninjutsu is our conventional escape technique, Taijutsu is the most commonly used physical attack in close combat, and Genjutsu is a means of using spiritual energy to attack the enemy. With your current age and chakra, it is best to start with Taijutsu. You must know that Taijutsu is the foundation that determines the bottom line of a ninja. Ninjutsu and Genjutsu, I will teach you slowly when you grow up. "
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