Killer B, the Eight-Tails Jinchūriki, felt a sudden shock in his heart while he was training.
He sensed someone coming.
This person's presence was completely unfamiliar.
Stopping his training, he stood alert.
Turning his head, he saw a man dressed in black wearing a white mask.
Though they had never fought, the man gave Killer B an overwhelming sense of strength.
It forced him to proceed with extreme caution.
As the figure drew closer, B asked coldly,
"Who are you?"
This place was the Cloud Village's top-secret Turtle Island.
Logically, very few people knew of its existence.
How could this person show up here?
Judging by the way the man was walking toward him, it didn't seem like he was just passing through.
Uchiha Ryōsuke answered indifferently,
"Uchiha Madara."
The Eight-Tails Jinchūriki was stunned by the name.
His eyes narrowed instinctively behind his glasses.
There was only one Uchiha Madara in the shinobi world—the man known as the Ghost of the Uchiha.
The one who defected from Konoha, attacked it, and was eventually killed by Senju Hashirama.
That event had sent shockwaves through the entire shinobi world at the time.
The battle between those two had been simply too terrifying.
It was far more intense than any confrontation between great nations.
The place where they fought was devastated beyond recognition.
The very geography of the land had been altered on a massive scale.
Even a full-scale war between nations didn't possess such destructive power.
Killer B naturally knew of this famous battle.
Therefore, he had no intention of believing the man before him was actually Uchiha Madara.
Even if Uchiha Madara were still alive, he would likely be a withered old man by now.
How could he possibly give off such a powerful aura?
No matter how strong a ninja was in their youth, they would inevitably decline in their old age.
Both physical condition and chakra capacity would deteriorate.
Thinking of this, Killer B barked coldly,
"Who the hell are you, really?"
Ryōsuke watched the man's skeptical expression; it was a natural reaction.
No one would easily believe that Uchiha Madara could live such a long life.
"Whether you believe it or not, I've come to collect the Eight-Tails within you."
"If you're smart, you'll stay still and let me extract it."
"Otherwise, you'll just have to suffer through some unnecessary pain."
Killer B was instantly enraged upon hearing those words.
The man actually wanted to seize the Tailed Beast within him.
Was that not the same as asking for his life?
How could he ever agree to that?
The previous Eight-Tails Jinchūriki, Fukai, had been his mentor and the Fourth Raikage's cousin.
He had died because of Orochimaru's schemes.
The Eight-Tails was extracted, and he perished immediately.
A Jinchūriki would naturally die once the Tailed Beast was removed from their body.
Even if the opponent truly were Uchiha Madara, he wouldn't allow the beast to be taken.
Besides, there was no way the man was actually Uchiha Madara.
However, based on the man's words, his target was the Eight-Tails, making him an intruder and an enemy.
In that case, there was nothing left to talk about.
His body blurred as he lunged toward the opponent.
Though he knew the man was strong, he believed he was stronger.
He was currently in his Tailed Beast Cloak mode.
His physical strength and speed were greatly enhanced.
This was Killer B's strongest human form.
He expected to be able to cut this man down with ease.
Watching B charge at him, Ryōsuke sighed softly; as expected, the beast wouldn't be handed over without a fight.
He slowly pulled a kunai from his pouch.
Simultaneously, chakra surged into his eyes.
He activated the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan.
He prepared to meet Killer B's assault.
When B saw those crimson eyes, his heart skipped a beat.
This guy actually possessed the Mangekyō Sharingan.
His suspicion regarding the masked man's identity deepened.
In the current shinobi world, only the Uchiha Clan possessed the Mangekyō Sharingan.
That guy who had defeated him, Uchiha Ryōsuke, had them.
The Ghost of the Uchiha, Madara, also had them.
Could this guy really be Uchiha Madara?
But at this distance, he couldn't just abort his attack.
Doing so would only expose a massive opening.
He would simply have to test the masked man's strength for himself.
Reaching his opponent, B used his hands and feet to manipulate seven blades, unleashing a whirlwind of attacks.
The offensive was both fast and fierce, with seven blades striking simultaneously.
Every strike came from a different, unpredictable angle.
There should have been no way for the man to counter; he should have died instantly under this round of attacks.
Killer B was extremely confident in his skills.
Faced with the onslaught, Ryōsuke remained perfectly composed.
Such speed was blinding to an ordinary person, but through his Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan, everything was seen with perfect clarity.
He unhurriedly swung his short blade to parry the incoming strikes.
In an instant, steel clashed against steel, sending sparks flying as a series of sharp metallic clangs echoed.
Every one of B's attacks was steadily blocked by Ryōsuke.
This left Killer B utterly stunned.
How was this possible? His opponent only had a single blade, while he was using seven.
After his recent training, his taijutsu and kenjutsu had reached new heights.
He was fully capable of unleashing the true lethality of his seven-sword style.
Using seven blades was far from a gimmick.
It was a refined killing art.
Though shocked, he did not relent. Instead, he decided to launch an even more ferocious attack.
The red Tailed Beast Cloak on his body turned a deeper shade of crimson, signaling that he was drawing even more chakra to boost his speed and power.
B's movements became even more lethal.
Ryōsuke had to increase his own output slightly to match the pace.
The opponent was actually putting a bit of pressure on him.
However, B still couldn't break through.
Ryōsuke's speed and strength remained superior.
After attacking for a while, frustration began to mount in Killer B's heart.
This guy was too strong.
His most proficient style of close-quarters combat was completely ineffective.
'Is this guy really Uchiha Madara?'
If that were the case, he was in for some real trouble today.
To be safe, he found an opening to backstep and put some distance between them.
Ryōsuke didn't pursue, feeling no rush to end the fight just yet.
Seeing that the man wasn't chasing him, B let out a small sigh of relief.
"Who the hell are you?"
Uchiha Ryōsuke let out a small chuckle.
"Haven't I already told you?"
Since he couldn't use the power of the Eight Inner Gates, he would have to rely on his Eternal Mangekyō.
Ocular power gathered in his eyes.
He directly activated a Sharingan genjutsu.
His eyes began to glow with an intense, crimson light.