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... ch, powerful and learned young man, you can catch up with one-tenth of mine when you are young, even if it is already considered Burning incense at the grave of the Six Path Immortals." Yue Si responded rudely, posing as a battle.

"Except for the lack of humility, you are exactly the same as when I was young." Madara Uchiha laughed again after hearing Yue Si's words.

Yes, he is young and handsome, powerful and knowledgeable. He is talking about him back then, Madara Uchiha, who was ...

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