SON OF HASIRAMA-SENJU

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Suddenly, Senju Arata vanished.

It wasn't quite like the Flying Thunder God Jutsu, but it was something similar. The key difference? Arata needed water to teleport—real water, not just moisture. Luckily, after using so many water-style jutsu, the battlefield was soaked. There was water everywhere, covering at least a 100-meter area.

Using this to his advantage, Arata reappeared right in front of Hashirama's clone in an instant.

Hashirama's clone sensed the movement. Without hesitation, he pulled the katana from his back and slashed forward.

But Arata was faster.

"Big Ball Rasengan!"

The swirling sphere of chakra spun wildly in his palm. He thrust it forward, slamming it into Hashirama's sword.

Crack!

The sword shattered on impact!

Seeing this, Hashirama's clone quickly retreated, landing a few meters away. His eyes widened slightly.

"Oh my… Oh my… That power… But something feels off about it," he muttered.

BOOM!

The force of the Rasengan exploded, tearing through the ground and sending shockwaves through the battlefield. The sheer destruction made even Hashirama nod in approval.

"That's an interesting jutsu. Good, very good." He smiled. "You still have a lot of room to grow… but it looks incomplete. It's missing something…"

Arata frowned. His father was right.

Something is missing… but what?

Then it hit him. Chakra attributes!

That was the difference! His Rasengan was strong, but it lacked an elemental boost.

But this wasn't over.

"Wood Clone Jutsu!" Arata shouted.

A clone appeared beside him and immediately started forming another Rasengan.

But this time, something changed.

The spinning chakra sphere turned slightly sharper. Wind chakra flowed into it. The energy became unstable, swirling wildly with cutting edges.

If I use a normal clone, it won't last… But a Wood Clone is different!

Wood Clones were stronger, more durable. They could handle the unstable power of elemental chakra infusion.

The moment Arata's Wood Clone finished forming the Rasengan, he launched it forward!

Hashirama's clone narrowed his eyes.

"Hmm… That's dangerous."

Without wasting time, he made a hand sign.

"Summoning Jutsu: Triple Rashōmon!"

BOOM!

Three massive demon-faced gates burst from the ground, standing as powerful barriers between him and Arata's attack.

The first gate trembled—then shattered!

The second gate lasted only a moment longer—before exploding into splinters!

The third gate—

As the attack continued to tear through, the scene shifted.

Hashirama, watching the battle from afar, narrowed his eyes.

He could see it clearly now.

Arata had changed something.

Good… He added wind chakra into it.

It wasn't just a normal Rasengan anymore. It had evolved. It was something far more powerful than before.

"This technique…" Hashirama muttered. "It's becoming a real ninja weapon."

His expression turned serious.

"This jutsu… It's dangerous."

Up in the trees, the real Hashirama Senju sat watching the battle unfold.

"Hahaha! See that, brother? My son is just like me! He even uses Wood Style like I do!" Hashirama laughed proudly.

Tobirama, standing beside him, sighed. "Brother, shut up."

Despite his words, Tobirama couldn't hide the small smirk on his face. He had already seen all of Arata's techniques before, and deep down, he was proud. His nephew was truly talented.

"Hmph. Look at you," Hashirama muttered. "The jutsus you created are all forbidden… and the ones he's creating are also forbidden. No one can use them without nearly dying from chakra exhaustion."

Tobirama snorted. "So what? A true genius creates their own path.Unlike someone relying only on kekegenkai" He lightly tapped Hashirama shoulder, grinning.

Tobirama glanced at Arata again and muttered, "Finally, there's someone like me… someone who creates forbidden jutsus."

Hashirama turned toward his brother and pouted. "Hey! Don't be mean to me!"

Their attention returned to the battlefield.

"Nice technique, son," Hashirama's clone said, standing firm.

But before he could recover, another attack was already flying toward him.

BANG!

The air sizzled as the attack cut through, leaving visible wind trails behind. The third Rashōmon gate trembled—then cracked apart!

BOOM!

The final gate shattered completely.

The other Senju clan members watching from a distance were stunned.

The fight was happening so fast that most of them couldn't even follow it. Only elite-level shinobi—Jōnin—could see what was going on.

One of the Senju elites clenched his fists in shock. "Young Lord Arata is truly powerful… He's fighting on par with Lord Hashirama's clone! And that clone is at an elite level!"

Another Senju nodded. "I've never seen anyone do this before… Even the Uchiha can't match Lord Hashirama. Only Madara Uchiha, his eternal rival, ever could…"