132 Naruto Mobile Game

[Despair... this is Uchiha Madara!!]

Looking at the Ultimate Scene, everyone laughed.

The more handsome and visually impactful the recruitment animation and the Ultimate Scene were, the more disappointing the actual performance turned out to be.

No one would have imagined that the Ninja World Shura, Uchiha Madara, who once stood toe-to-toe with the Ninja God, would end up looking like a comic relief ninja in the duel arena.

After watching the recruitment animation and the Ultimate Scene, Madara's already bad mood grew even worse.

"I want buffs!!"

This was the second time he said it. His Mangekyō Sharingan was flaring wide as he stared deathly at Kuroda.

"I'm just an ordinary host hired by the light screen... how do you think it should be buffed?" Kuroda said.

Madara didn't think at all and spoke directly.

"First of all, the skills aren't rich enough. Only two skills—how could that ever be enough? I suggest adding more skills. With combo-linked variations, there should be at least ten."

"Since the ultimate controls the Nine-Tails, then let that beast contribute some chakra and give me Ultimate Points. It doesn't need to be much—eight will do."

"Susanoo shouldn't be interruptible. It must be benchmarked against the Mysterious Masked Man's zero-frame invincibility. The Great Susanoo shouldn't even need an energy bar to activate."

"Forget it, keep the energy bar. Once it's full, I can activate the Complete Body Susanoo and maintain it for 20 seconds."

"Remove that damned pole-vaulting move! Susanoo's arm should directly grab—absolutely must be able to strip off the panda's Super armor duration."

"And there's also the Sharingan's genjutsu ability. I'm not asking for complete control, but it should at least confuse the opponent, interfere with them, and make their skills go off target."

"The reflection ability of the Flame Fan—Uchiha reflection must reflect everything, including ultimates."

"I don't believe anyone can take Uchiha Madara's attacks head-on. Even with game limitations, it must cause massive HP loss."

"And also, also..."

Watching Madara go on endlessly, everyone in the Ninja World—including Kuroda—fell silent.

We truly understand your dissatisfaction with how this ninja was made, but aren't you pushing your luck a bit too far?!

At that point, wouldn't playing the duel arena be just like spending Gold Coin—whoever has Gold Coin, whoever has [Uchiha Madara], wins?

Of course, that was exactly how Madara saw it.

Looking across Ninja World history, the only person he acknowledged was Hashirama Senju. Only that man could truly fight him to a standstill.

He didn't put anyone else in his eyes at all, nor did he believe those small fry had the qualifications to compete with him in the same duel arena.

Being able to play up to now had already been stifling. It was only after seeing his own crudely made ninja today that he finally couldn't hold back anymore.

On this point, Kuroda deeply empathized.

Although people who watched Naruto often praised Uchiha Madara's rich combat experience—once you exclude his battles with Hashirama, every one of Madara's fights was nothing but brute force smashing through everything.

Uchiha Madara's debut outright shattered the ninja system, violently raising the entire Naruto world's power ceiling.

In the face of absolute stats, nothing else mattered. Combat experience? Combat techniques? Completely unnecessary—stat crushing was enough.

In the Ninja Mobile Game right now, there are power gaps between players, but not to some unbelievable extent.

In the future, this gap will only grow larger. In the end, in power-based activities, high-power players would only need to move a finger, and low-power players would end up owing dozens of HP bars.

That naturally could never appear in the duel arena.

Kuroda's mind raced with thoughts. In reality, it was only an instant. Seeing Madara still going on nonstop, he had no choice but to interrupt.

"Madara-san, whether it's your personal opinion or mine, neither can represent the majority. How about leaving it to everyone to decide?"

Hearing this, Madara let out a cold laugh.

"How could weaklings ever influence Uchiha Madara?"

Well then, there was no other way—time to call an old friend.

Kuroda waved his hand, and a small light screen unfolded in front of them, with a person's image on it.

Madara focused his gaze.

"Hashirama?"

"Madara! Uh... I mean—" Hashirama reflexively shouted back when he heard Madara call his name, then realized he wasn't here for that.

"Madara, you're making things very difficult for the host and all of us. Even though the title of Ninja God has been taken by the younger generation, I didn't say anything, did I?"

"The duel arena may have the strong and the weak, but there still has to be balance. Just like how no matter what, you can't personally jump in yourself."

"If you brought your real combat power in, who do you think you could fight? We dead folks don't even have money to top up."

"So whatever a ninja is like, you naturally have to accept it. Isn't that an unspoken rule in the Ninja World?"

Faced with Hashirama's earnest advice, Madara remained unmoved. Right now, he only wanted to know who made this ninja—and then... find that person!

Seeing this, Kuroda had an idea.

"Since the ninja himself has objections, let's do a co-creation plan. Everyone can voice their ideas, and in the end, the light screen will decide."

As soon as he said this, everyone erupted.

What? I get to participate in designing Uchiha Madara? There's actually such a chance? If you don't do it, you'd be a fool!

Everyone immediately showed immense enthusiasm. All kinds of wild ideas were sent out and automatically converted by the system into on-screen bullet comments.

Watching the bullet comments rain down like a storm, even Madara felt a bit dazzled for a moment.

He was speechless, thinking that the Ninja World was truly beyond saving.

"Designing a ninja for Madara, huh." Hashirama also got interested, saying excitedly, "Let me think—no matter what, at least..."

"Crack." With a sound, the connection was cut.

Madara glanced at Kuroda. Kuroda's expression remained calm, though inwardly he couldn't help but complain:

With Hashirama's way of thinking, who knows what absurd thing he'd come up with. Better to cut off that idea entirely!

"Let's randomly connect to someone."

After Kuroda finished speaking, he activated it. On the small light screen where Hashirama had disappeared, a series of images flickered rapidly, and finally another person appeared.

Seeing this person, Madara's brow twitched. A bad feeling rose in his heart. He was just about to tell Kuroda to switch, but it was already too late.

"Uchiha Madara, I think your ninja is pretty good, but there are a few shortcomings," Tobirama looked at Madara and suddenly smiled.

As the saying goes, when Tobirama smiles, life and death are unpredictable. The last time he smiled like this... Izuna was cut down by him with a single blade!

—From unofficial Ninja World history.

"I just took a look. Susanoo seems to have damage reduction? That's unreasonable. Cut it."

"You can already use Susanoo, and you're still given special bonuses—are you trying to take all the advantages for yourself?"

"That pole-vault jumps too high. Some ninjas without anti-air might not be able to hit you. That's unfair. I suggest slightly reducing the height so that Uchiha Madara kneels and crawls forward from the ground."

"The ultimate is bluffing with borrowed might. Its range is the same as my big brother's—midfield, full-map, with time stop?"

"No. Remove the time stop. You have to at least give people space to dodge. Cut the range in half."

Tobirama kept talking. Madara couldn't listen anymore—cut this, cut that. 

"Silence! Tobirama!"

After stopping Tobirama, Madara turned to Kuroda and said:

"I don't care how it's changed. It just has to be stronger than that evil Tobirama Senju!"

Kuroda froze for a moment, then slowly nodded.

Isn't that easy? Why bother collecting opinions at all—just cut Tobirama and be done with it, right?