"This guy..."
A faint smile curled onto Madara's lips.
He hadn't expected Ning Feng to take advantage of his position above and push the power of that strike to its absolute limit.
Caught off guard, even he hadn't been able to fully defend against it.
"Interesting! Truly interesting! To think that after Hashirama, someone like you would appear!"
A crazed, almost pathological grin spread across Madara's face.
The attacks of his Susanoo became even more reckless.
His fighting style now completely disregarded any damage he might suffer.
Although Susanoo possessed astonishing defensive power, repairing damage required a tremendous amount of ocular power.
Fighting this way was clearly inefficient.
"This guy..."
Naturally, Ning Feng had no intention of engaging in a reckless head-on clash.
This battle was merely meant to test Madara's strength.
He had no plans to fight to the death.
At their level, both wielding Perfect Susanoo, killing the other within a day or two was nearly impossible.
"Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique!"
Suddenly, the golden warrior formed hand seals.
A colossal sea of flames capable of scorching heaven and boiling oceans erupted from the mouth of the hundred-meter-tall Susanoo.
A Perfect Susanoo could perform its user's techniques through the caster's hand seals.
This Great Fireball had been amplified by both the Susanoo and the Rinba bloodline.
Its power had long surpassed that of ordinary S-rank forbidden techniques.
"Fire Release: Great Fireball Technique!"
Madara had very little time to react.
He could only form the same seals and launch the identical jutsu.
The two oceans of fire collided head-on.
Inside their Susanoo, neither fighter could extend the Preta Path's absorption barrier beyond the giant construct.
Thus, this clash came down purely to their mastery of Fire Release.
However...
Ning Feng's flames clearly held the advantage.
Madara's attack was gradually being overwhelmed.
"As expected of the Rinba bloodline... its enhancement of ninjutsu is truly terrifying."
Madara sighed quietly.
The truth was that both he and Ning Feng had pushed Fire Release nature transformation to its absolute limit.
At this point, victory depended entirely on whose bloodline provided greater amplification.
His own Chokuba bloodline excelled in high-speed taijutsu.
Madara twisted aside, narrowly avoiding the massive inferno that threatened to devour the entire battlefield.
The moment he looked back—
Ning Feng was already upon him, wielding two giant blades and the Totsuka Blade.
Madara immediately drew his own weapons to counterattack.
Again and again, blades collided.
Sword energy flew in every direction.
The shockwaves generated by each impact were powerful enough to pulverize nearby mountains and hills.
Crack!
After countless exchanges, one of Madara's four giant swords suddenly shattered.
After all, Ning Feng's Totsuka Blade was a divine weapon.
Its quality was naturally superior.
From the very beginning, it had possessed an inherent advantage.
"Still feeling the strain..."
Madara stared at the shattered blade before calmly returning it to its sheath.
When he drew it once more, it had already been restored as a curved blue chakra blade.
In a single instant, Madara used his terrifying ocular power to reconstruct the weapon.
This alone demonstrated the pinnacle-level mastery he possessed over both his eyes and Susanoo.
"You fixed that quickly."
Ning Feng showed no mercy.
Before Madara could fully recover his rhythm, several more devastating strikes descended.
"But no matter how skilled you are, there must be a limit to how many times you can repair it."
"I've got eight Tailed Beasts inside me."
"Let's see who can outlast whom."
A fierce light flashed through Ning Feng's eyes.
His attacks became increasingly powerful.
One strike after another crashed down.
From time to time, he even mixed in a surprise ninjutsu.
Meanwhile, Madara had to evade and block Ning Feng's overwhelming sword attacks while also staying vigilant against the Totsuka Blade.
Although he doubted whether the Totsuka Blade could truly seal a Susanoo, he wasn't willing to test that theory.
If his Susanoo were actually sealed, he simply didn't have enough spare ocular power to recreate something of this scale anytime soon.
"So what's wrong?"
"Not looking so confident anymore?"
"Come on."
"Keep dancing."
"Let me see the strength of the once-great strongest Uchiha."
As the battle continued, Ning Feng's verbal attacks became increasingly relentless.
Suppressing Madara physically wasn't enough.
He intended to strike him mentally as well.
Madara was an extremely prideful man.
Hearing Ning Feng's taunts echoing from within the golden Susanoo darkened his expression.
But the reality was undeniable.
He was being completely suppressed.
He couldn't win in taijutsu.
Couldn't win with Susanoo.
Couldn't win with ninjutsu.
This younger generation shinobi seemed perfect in every category.
Every aspect of his abilities had reached its peak.
"Damn it..."
"If I had already sealed the remaining Tailed Beasts, would I really be struggling this much?"
His thoughts drifted to the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path.
Eight Tailed Beasts still remained unsealed.
The realization made him curse inwardly.
"Summoning Technique!"
Suddenly, Madara formed hand seals.
A bizarre creature with ten tails and a single eye materialized on the battlefield.
The creature was nearly as large as a Susanoo.
ROAR!
The beast was none other than the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path.
It let out a thunderous roar.
The branch-like protrusions on its shoulders crackled with lightning.
Moments later—
Bolts of lightning began descending from the sky.
"The Demonic Statue of the Outer Path?"
Ning Feng was somewhat surprised by the summoned creature.
After all, it had only absorbed the Two-Tails.
Expecting it to unleash truly devastating power was unrealistic.
It couldn't even inflict meaningful damage upon his Susanoo.
Rumble!
The statue crouched upon the earth, continuously roaring.
More and more lightning gathered around Ning Feng.
Dark storm clouds converged overhead.
"It can actually manipulate natural lightning?"
Ning Feng looked at the Demonic Statue with mild surprise.
His Susanoo immediately moved to interrupt it.
Although the lightning posed little real danger to him, a constant barrage would inevitably hinder his movements.
"This should make things easier."
With that thought, Madara thrust his giant sword directly toward Ning Feng once more.
Meanwhile, the Demonic Statue's roars continued endlessly across the battlefield.
Just like the thunder overhead, they echoed throughout the desolate wasteland.
"Wait..."
"This weather..."
Ning Feng was growing irritated from being held back by Madara while enduring the Demonic Statue's continuous lightning interference.
Then suddenly—
A technique came to mind.
A jutsu perfectly suited for these conditions.
And if he released it through his Susanoo...
The resulting destruction would be absolutely catastrophic.
The moment the idea surfaced, a trace of mockery appeared in his eyes as he looked toward Madara.
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