Naruto: I'm in Konoha, my name is Uzumaki Menma

Chapter 331 Kicking Susanoo [11K votes needed!]

Despite the rain, there were still quite a few pedestrians in the commercial area.

People hurried about, either busy rebuilding their homes or struggling to make a living.

However, as the burly figure clad in dark red, layered armor slowly walked by, the surrounding crowd, filled with indescribable fear, involuntarily parted to the sides, leaving him a clear passage.

Rain fell on him, sliding down the patterns on his armor, but it couldn't wash away his domineering aura that commanded respect and suffocated people.

Madara Uchiha's steps were steady and slow. Each step on the wet stone slabs seemed to carry immense force, shattering the noise of the rain and clearly reaching Nagato's ears.

Nagato knew that he was coming for him!

Inside the store, Konan, who was discussing purchasing details with Amado and his daughter, seemed to notice Nagato's unusual presence at the door.

She turned around, looked at the slightly stiff figure at the door, and asked with a hint of concern, "Nagato, what's wrong? What's going on outside?"

Nagato, with his back to Konan, trembled almost imperceptibly.

He could feel that domineering gaze locked on him, and the immense pressure made it almost impossible for him to breathe.

He opened his mouth, but his throat was so dry that he couldn't make a clear sound.

'I can't...I can't bring danger to them...' This thought screamed wildly in Nagato's mind.

He clenched his teeth, forcing himself to speak as calmly as possible, and lied without turning his head, saying, "No...it's nothing. You guys go ahead with your work, I...I'm going to buy something, I'll be right back."

Before he finished speaking, he abruptly pulled up the hood of his cloak, covering his face and those conspicuous Rinnegan eyes. Then, as if fleeing from something, he staggered slightly but rushed into the continuous rain, his figure quickly disappearing around the corner of the street.

Konan watched Nagato's hurried departure, her brows furrowing slightly, a hint of doubt rising in her heart.

Nagato's tone and actions just now gave off an unusual feeling.

But right now, procuring food and supplies is crucial for keeping the village running, so she had to suppress her anxiety for the time being and prepare to continue negotiating with Amado.

However, just as she turned her head, she caught a glimpse of a burly figure in dark red armor walking leisurely past the shop entrance.

With just that fleeting glimpse, the terrifying aura emanating from the other party, as heavy as a mountain, made Xiao Nan's heart suddenly clench!
This aura... is definitely not that of an ordinary ninja!
Even more terrifying than Hanzo at his peak!
'Nagato!' A terrifying thought exploded in her mind in an instant.

She rushed outside, but Nagato was nowhere to be seen on the street, and the figure in red armor had also vanished without a trace.

'Oh no! Nagato is in danger!'

Xiao Nan's face turned deathly pale instantly. She could no longer care about the purchasing matters and turned to the astonished father and daughter, saying hurriedly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Amado! I have something very important that I must deal with immediately!"

Seeing Konan's sudden change in expression, and recalling Nagato's unusual departure and the chilling aura outside the door, Amado immediately guessed what had happened. He asked in a deep voice, "Has something happened to Nagato? Do you need our help?"

Xiao Nan shook her head, her tone anxious yet firm: "No, the other side is very dangerous! Please, Mr. Amado, help us purchase food and supplies as soon as possible, as we just discussed. The village urgently needs them!"

Before she finished speaking, her legs suddenly disintegrated, turning into countless white paper pieces. These paper pieces rapidly coalesced behind her, forming a pair of huge and exquisite angel wings.

"Please!" With a sudden flap of her paper wings, Konan's figure shot into the sky like an arrow, ignoring the falling rain, and flew at top speed toward the Akatsuki's temporary command post at the northern port of Amegakure.

Akabby walked anxiously to his father's side, gazing in the direction where Konan had disappeared, and softly asked, "Dad, did something happen to Nagato?"

Amado took a deep drag on his cigarette, stubbed it out in the ashtray, and shook his head with a serious expression. He said in a complicated tone, "It should... be alright. After all, that person is still in Amegakure."

Meanwhile, in the shadows of an inconspicuous corner of the street, the ground rippled like water as a half-white, half-black figure slowly emerged from the ground.

That's absolutely right.

The white Zetsu half said in a slightly comical tone, "Hey, are you sure it's okay? Madara, although he's recovered to his peak form, isn't he just using the Gedo Mazo to forcefully prolong his life and have a final burst of energy before death?"

"According to the information sent back by the other White Zetsu, the two monsters who fought in Amegakure eventually transformed into inhuman forms. Their eyes were either Byakugan or Sharingan, and there were even strange eyes that we've never seen before! If our speculation is correct, at least one of them was Kaguya-sama's enemy... just how strong would that be? If Madara goes now, wouldn't he be sending himself to his death?"

Black Zetsu's hoarse, gloomy voice rang out, tinged with calculation: "It's alright. Our primary objective is to ensure the Rinnegan returns to Madara's hands. That kid named Menma deliberately made contact with Yahiko and Nagato, and his goal is very likely also these eyes."

"As long as Madara can successfully retract his eyes, even if we are temporarily outmatched, with the power of the Rinnegan and the intelligence we have, we will always have room to maneuver in the future."

"For now, let's wait and see."

……

Through the rain, Nagato was running desperately.

The cold rain soaked his hair and clothes, and heavy breathing echoed in his chest.

He ripped off the cumbersome hood, letting his long red hair get soaked by the rain and cling to his cheeks in a disheveled state, revealing his purple Rinnegan eyes filled with terror and determination.

He did consider immediately seeking help from Mianma.

That mysterious and powerful boy is their only hope now.

However, the thought that the man chasing after him might be the mastermind behind the transplant of his eyes and the indirect cause of his parents' deaths came to mind!

Their strength is absolutely beyond imagination! If a battle breaks out in the village, the already devastated Amegakure will suffer a devastating blow, and those villagers who have just seen a glimmer of hope...

Moreover, after witnessing Menma's terrifying battle with Isshiki, Nagato gained a vague understanding of the power of the Rinnegan deep within his heart.

A mixture of anger at the murder of his parents, resentment at his own fate, and a determination to protect his companions and the village led him to make a bold and risky decision.

He must face this enemy alone!

He wanted to personally verify his own enlightenment and the power of those eyes!
However, no matter how much Nagato pushed his chakra and increased his speed to the limit, the footsteps behind him, like a death knell, always followed him at a steady pace, maintaining a fixed distance.

The footsteps seemed to strike his heart directly, making his heart pound like a drum, and fear, like cold vines, slowly coiled around him.

Finally, Nagato arrived at a relatively open riverbank.

The turbid river waters swelled due to days of heavy rain, surging and rushing northward towards the strait between the Land of Rain and the Land of Earth.

Nagato stopped on the muddy riverbank, hands on her knees, panting heavily, then suddenly turned around.

At the edge of the forest, a man clad in red armor slowly strolled out.

Rainwater slid down his angular face, but he didn't seem to care. He casually crossed his arms, and his deep eyes looked at Nagato, who was panting and on high alert, with a playful, predatory gaze.

"Why did you stop running?" Madara Uchiha's voice was calm, but it carried a condescending arrogance, like a tiger teasing a rabbit that couldn't run anymore.

Nagato stared intently at his opponent, his Rinnegan burning with flames of anger and hatred. He suppressed his fear, his breathing hoarse with emotion: "It was you...it was you who transplanted these eyes into me! And you killed my parents?! Was it you?! Answer me!"

He roared out the questions and pain that had been building up in his heart for many years.

Madara Uchiha raised an eyebrow slightly, seemingly surprised that Nagato knew some of the inside information.

But he disdained to explain anything to someone he saw as a "chess piece" and a "container".

He has never bothered to respond to questions from the weak.

He simply looked indifferently at Nagato with his three-tomoe Sharingan and arrogantly declared, "The weak have no right to shout in front of the strong. These eyes have been residing on you long enough; it's time to return them to their rightful owner."

This response of "returning the item to its rightful owner" ignited the fuse of Nagato's powder keg!

The image of her parents' tragic death flashed through Nagato's mind instantly, and endless grief and hatred completely overwhelmed her reason!
"Ugh!!!" His eyes were bloodshot as he roared and hurled the kunai and several shuriken he was holding at Madara Uchiha with all his might!

At the same time, his hands formed hand seals at a dazzling speed.

"Shuriken Shadow Clone Jutsu!"

In an instant, the shuriken in the air seemed to come alive, multiplying from one to two, from two to four, from four to eight...

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of gleaming shuriken split off, like a dense swarm of bees, emitting a piercing sound as they shot towards Uchiha Madara!
And on the kunai mixed in with them, there was a sizzling, burning explosive tag tied to it!
This fierce attack would require even a regular Jonin to deal with it with all their might.

But Madara Uchiha didn't even move a step.

He simply lifted his right foot casually and stomped lightly on the ground!
Bang!
A chakra vibration emanated from beneath his feet, sending several pebbles flying. These pebbles struck the kunai with the explosive tag precisely, deflecting it off course and causing it to explode several meters away from him!

boom!
The flames and shockwaves instantly engulfed most of the nearby shuriken, turning them into scrap metal.

The remaining shuriken lost their aim and power due to the sudden explosion, clattering and scattering all over the ground.

However, Nagato's attacks did not stop.

The moment he threw the ninja tool, his hands began another round of complex hand seals, a total of forty-four seals!

And the location he chose was right behind the surging, rushing river!
"Water Release: Water Dragon Bullet Technique!"

With Nagato's hoarse roar, the vast river behind him seemed to be seized by an invisible giant hand, rising up with a roar and condensing into a gigantic water dragon that was far larger, more lifelike, and exuded a majestic aura!
The water dragon roared, carrying the power to crush everything, and charged towards Uchiha Madara on the opposite side!

Nagato's talent is indeed astonishing.

Not only did he master all the ninjutsu taught by Jiraiya at a young age, but under the subtle influence of the Rinnegan, he also comprehended six chakra nature transformations that are difficult for ordinary people to achieve, and became proficient in mainstream ninjutsu.

Even without the Rinnegan, given time, he will surely become a Kage-level powerhouse standing at the pinnacle of the ninja world.

Taking advantage of the terrain, the Water Dragon Bullet he unleashed was of such a high scale and power that it was comparable to the combined power of several Jonin!

As the enormous water dragon roared towards him, Madara Uchiha's lips curled into a disdainful smile.

"Then let me show you the difference between us." He didn't even use complicated hand seals; he simply brought his hands together in front of his chest, then quickly separated them, with his thumbs and forefingers touching, forming a unique mudra.

"Fire Escape·The Great Fire Extinguishes!"

He took a deep breath, his chest bulged, and then suddenly exhaled a raging sea of ​​fire forward like a surging ocean wave!
The sea of ​​fire was extremely vast, and the temperature was astonishingly high, as if even the air itself was about to be ignited!

Flames and roaring water dragons collided violently!

laugh--! ! !
A deafening steam explosion erupted instantly!
Large amounts of white steam rose up like a mushroom cloud, instantly filling the entire riverbank and obscuring the view.

Nagato's seemingly invincible water dragon was quickly evaporated and dispersed in the face of this terrifying sea of ​​fire, just like an ice block thrown into a furnace!
The remaining flames, still carrying devastating heat, swept towards Nagato's location!

not good!

Nagato's pupils contracted sharply, and a sense of impending death instantly enveloped him!
Almost instinctively, he raised his hands, and the purple ripples in his Rinnegan spun rapidly!
"Shinra Tenzheng!"

A powerful, invisible repulsive force suddenly erupted from him!
The lingering flames that swept in were as if they had hit an invisible wall in the face of this repulsive force, and were forcibly deflected and bounced off, bombarding the trees and riverbanks on both sides, triggering a series of explosions and fires.

"Oh?" A slightly surprised hum came from Uchiha Madara amidst the billowing steam.

He never expected that Nagato would comprehend one of the basic abilities of the Rinnegan on his own without any guidance.

However, as the original owner of these eyes, Madara Uchiha knew the weakness of "Shinra Tensei" better than anyone else.

That brief but deadly cooldown!
Just as Nagato finished using Shinra Tensei, his body stiffened slightly and he gasped for breath due to the sudden burst of power.

Whoosh!
Madara Uchiha's figure tore through the thick steam, rushing towards Nagato in an instant at a speed far exceeding Nagato's reaction limit!
The two figures passed each other, so fast that they left only a blur!
Nagato couldn't even see the other's movements clearly, only feeling a heart-wrenching pain in his right eye!

Half of my field of vision was instantly stained red!
"Aaaaah—!" He let out a shrill scream, instinctively covering his right eye, and warm blood gushed out from between his fingers!

Madara Uchiha had already appeared behind him as if by teleportation, holding in his hand a Rinnegan that still bore traces of blood and displayed purple ripples!

The excruciating pain and the fear of blindness caused Nagato to turn around abruptly, his remaining left eye staring in terror at Uchiha Madara.

However, what awaited him was Madara Uchiha's lightning-fast outstretched hand once again!
puff!

Another wave of excruciating pain!

His left eye's vision was instantly plunged into eternal darkness!
"Ugh—!" Nagato let out a desperate wail, clutching his bleeding, empty eye sockets with both hands. The intense pain almost made him faint.

Madara Uchiha coldly watched Nagato writhe in agony on the ground, as if he were looking at a crushed insect.

He casually grabbed the Rinnegan he had just dug out in his hand, then raised his foot and stomped hard on Nagato's back, burying him firmly in the mud!

"Why...why me?! Answer me!!" Nagato struggled in the mud and water, uttering a question filled with resentment and pain, her voice broken and intermittent due to the excruciating pain and suffocation.

Madara Uchiha ignored the wailing of the ants beneath his feet.

He first skillfully removed his two three-tomoe Sharingan, and then carefully put the two Rinnegan, which contained the power of all things in the universe, back into his empty eye sockets.

When the eyes closed again and opened once more, those purple, wavy eyes appeared on Madara Uchiha's face!

A far more powerful and profound power of vision than that emanated from Nagato is awakening!

Madara Uchiha felt the long-lost sense of control and power that came with the return of his eyes, and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.

He looked down at Nagato, who was still groaning in pain at his feet, and said as if delivering a verdict: "This is the cruel world of ninjas. The weak are born to be pawns and nourishment for the strong, and have no right to question."

As he spoke, he raised his right hand, which was covered by a red arm guard. Dense chakra quickly condensed in his palm, transforming into a cold, sharp black chakra rod.

Without further hesitation, he thrust his arm downwards, aiming straight for Nagato's heart!

He wants to completely eliminate this container that has lost its value!

Just as the black rod was about to touch Nagato's back!
call out--!
A sharp whistling sound tore through the rain!
Another jet-black chakra rod shot out from the dense steam from the side with even greater speed and force, striking the black rod that Uchiha Madara had thrust out with perfect accuracy!

clang--!
The sharp sound of metal clashing rang out!
Sparks fly!

Madara Uchiha felt a jolt in his arm, and his downward thrust was abruptly interrupted and deflected by this sudden force!

Crash-!
A dazzling golden chakra chain roared out from the depths of the steam, wrapping around Nagato in the mud with lightning speed, and pulling him back forcefully from Madara Uchiha's feet, bringing him into the safe area filled with steam!
Madara Uchiha's eyes narrowed, he gripped the black rod in his hand tightly, his aura suddenly escalated, and he looked warily in the direction from which the attack was coming.

The pervasive steam was slowly dissipated by an invisible force.

A figure gradually became clear.

Amidst the falling rain, a black-haired boy dressed in a black outfit stood tall and straight.

The raindrops, as soon as they came within an inch of his body, seemed to be separated by an invisible barrier, automatically sliding to the sides without touching him at all.

Behind him, the golden chain that had saved Nagato slowly coiled back like a docile pet and disappeared into his body.

The boy raised his head, his heterochromatic eyes calmly fixed on Uchiha Madara.

'As expected, it's the Mangekyou Sharingan I've never seen before.' Uchiha Madara carefully examined the other party, confirming the information sent back by the White Zetsu.

But what puzzled him even more was that the other party also possessed a Byakugan from the Hyuga clan.
Madara Uchiha slowly raised the black chakra rod in his hand, pointing it at the boy opposite him, his imposing voice echoing through the rain:
"Where did you get your Sharingan and Byakugan from?"

"The whirlpool family brat."

The reason why Madara Uchiha was so certain that Menma was a member of the Uzumaki clan was quite simple.

That dazzling "Diamond Lockdown" is no joke!
This is an innate talent within the Uzumaki clan's bloodline, a symbol of their vast chakra reserves and tenacious vitality, something that cannot be acquired through training or transplantation.

As for those heterochromatic eyes, although the Sharingan and Byakugan are both bloodline limits of the dojutsu type, they can indeed be transplanted.

Just as he entrusted his Rinnegan to Nagato.

So Madara Uchiha was a little curious: how did the last surviving member of the Uzumaki clan, who had destroyed Megura, obtain this Mangekyou Sharingan and Byakugan? You see, Madara Uchiha was the former head of the Uchiha clan, and he took most of the clan's records with him. The records described each pair of Mangekyou Sharingan in detail, but there had never been a Mangekyou Sharingan with this pattern.

Furthermore, the Byakugan is very precious. Unless it is from the main family of the Hyuga clan, it is impossible for the Byakugan of a Hyuga branch family member with the "Caged Bird" technique to be transplanted.

Faced with Madara Uchiha's scrutinizing and oppressive questioning, Menma did not answer directly.

It was as if the person standing in front of him was not the fearsome Uchiha Madara, but just an ordinary old man.

He didn't even linger his gaze on the ninja world's demon for long, but instead lowered his head slightly to look at Nagato, who was twitching slightly at his feet due to excruciating pain and blood loss, and said with a hint of mockery in his tone, "Hey, kid,"

Mianma's voice broke the deathly silence under the rain: "You've got some nerve, daring to go after this old guy all by yourself."

His tone was relaxed, and he even joked about Nagato.

But behind this ease lies an absolute confidence in one's own abilities.

Just then, two sharp whooshing sounds came from afar.

"Nagato!" Yahiko and Konan finally arrived, their faces anxious, and landed steadily behind Menma.

When Yahiko and Konan helped Nagato up, their eyes fell upon the two empty, bloody holes where Nagato's eyes were now, and their hearts clenched as if they were being squeezed tightly.

"Nagato! Your eyes?!" Yahiko's voice trembled as he held Nagato's arm tightly. Looking at his friend's miserable state, a piercing pain and deep self-reproach welled up in his heart.

If he had noticed sooner, if he had been stronger...

Konan's usually cool and aloof face was now filled with worry and lingering fear. She looked at Nagato, her voice choked with emotion, "Why did you do this all by yourself...? Why didn't you tell us..."

Nagato, enduring the excruciating pain in his eyes and the terror of losing his sight, weakly shook his head, his voice hoarse: "This is my own choice... This is... the revenge I must face..."

He didn't want his companions to be dragged into deeper danger because of his own problems.

"We can catch up when we get back," Menma interrupted the slightly heavy atmosphere.

His gaze remained calm as he looked at Madara Uchiha opposite him, his tone slightly grave: "Take him away from here and return to the village for treatment."

Mianma paused for a moment, then added, "The battle that follows is not something you can intervene in right now."

Upon hearing this, both Yahiko and Konan were startled.

They glanced at Mianma's profile, then at the terrifying figure opposite them, whose mere presence was enough to send chills down their spines.

The experiences of the past few days have been richer than the previous ten years of their lives. They once thought that ninjas like Jiraiya and Hanzo of the Salamander were the top ninjas in the ninja world.

However, in front of Menma and his enemies, Hanzo of the Salamander, the hero of Amegakure and the "demigod of the ninja world," was nothing more than a stray dog ​​that could be kicked to death at will.

Yahiko nodded emphatically, draped Nagato's arm over his shoulder, winked at Konan, and then solemnly said to Menma, "Understood! Menma, be careful in everything!"

His eyes were full of trust and entrustment.

Konan also gave Menma a deep look and whispered, "Please... come back safely."

Without further hesitation, the two, supporting the weakened Nagato, quickly retreated towards Amegakure.

Their figures quickly disappeared into the vast rain and forest.

Throughout the entire ordeal, Madara Uchiha merely observed coldly from the sidelines and did not intervene.

Nagato, having had his eyes taken back, had lost his value, and he had lost interest in him.

At this moment, his entire attention was drawn to the mysterious black-haired boy before him.

Those heterochromatic eyes, that unfathomable aura of power, that calm and composed attitude when facing him... made him miss his former friend and nemesis, Hashirama Senju.

His fighting spirit, dormant for decades, began to surge violently like a volcano about to erupt!

Since faking his death and escaping from the Valley of the End, he has been living a solitary life in this dark underground for over thirty years. Although he eventually awakened the Rinnegan and found even greater power, the power brought with it an increasingly aging and decaying body and boundless loneliness.

With Hashirama Senju dead, there is no one left in the ninja world whom he can regard as a rival, and no battle can make his blood boil!

How lonely and sorrowful this is!

However, during the final journey of his life, just when he thought he would never again experience the thrill of clashing with the strong, this young man appeared before him!
He could clearly sense that the other party possessed a vast ocean of chakra, a power that was enough to make him take things seriously and might even bring him a long-lost threat of death!
How could this not excite him?

How can we prevent him from becoming too eager for battle?!

As for the other party's background, identity, and purpose...

At this moment, everything was overshadowed by the burning desire to fight!

All he wanted was to put everything aside and have a good, satisfying battle with this formidable opponent!
Mianma stood quietly in place, raindrops sliding down outside the invisible barrier around him.

He could also clearly feel the overwhelming fighting spirit and excitement emanating from Madara Uchiha.

Mianma could roughly guess what the old man was thinking.

A battle maniac, forced to endure for over thirty years, has finally regained some of his strength and encountered a seemingly worthy opponent. He must be itching to fight, like a hungry wolf eyeing its delicious prey.

The two men faced each other, several dozen meters apart, in an open area on the riverbank.

On one side was a raging, turbid river, and on the other side was a deep, dense primeval forest. Continuous rain fell, splashing fine water droplets on the ground, and the air was still filled with the aftershocks of chakra and a faint smell of blood from the previous battle.

After a moment of silence, Menma spoke first, breaking the calm before the storm. His voice pierced through the rain: "My name is Uzumaki Menma, just a traveler passing through this world."

His self-introduction was brief.

Upon hearing the other party's name, even though the name sounded quite ordinary.

Madara Uchiha maintained his arrogance, standing in the rain with his arms crossed, his deep and authoritative voice resounding: "Do you know who I am?"

Upon hearing this, Menma raised his right hand and casually picked at his ear with his little finger, as if he was already tired of hearing the other party's name, which was enough to make ordinary ninjas tremble with fear.

“Ah, Uchiha Madara,” he said with an infuriating casualness.

"I know, I know. Isn't he the guy who got beaten up by Hashirama Senju at the Valley of the End and had to hide and pretend to be dead for over thirty years? Tsk tsk, Konoha still thinks you're long gone."

"!!!"

Menma's casual words struck a nerve with Madara Uchiha, hitting him where it hurt most!
Not only did he directly reveal the secret he had kept hidden for over thirty years, but he also brought up his greatest rival in this life, as well as his only true friend, Hashirama Senju. In his words, he made no attempt to conceal the fact that he regarded him as a defeated opponent of Hashirama Senju!

Madara Uchiha has always considered himself and Hashirama Senju to be the only two beings standing side by side at the pinnacle of the ninja world!

However, people tend to praise the benevolence and power of Hashirama Senju, the "God of Shinobi," while Madara Uchiha is often portrayed as a paranoid, insane, and ultimately defeated villain by justice!

How could he not feel resentful about this?

This pride and unwillingness to accept defeat were already deeply rooted in his soul!
Mianma's words instantly ignited his long-suppressed anger and arrogance!
“Boy…” Madara Uchiha’s voice suddenly turned icy cold.

"It seems you do know quite a lot... Then you should also know how powerful I was in my prime!"

Mianma remained as nonchalant as ever: "Ah, I've heard of it."

"Very good!" Madara Uchiha's lips curled into an arrogant smile, and the purple ripples in his newly returned Rinnegan suddenly accelerated their rotation!
"Then let me show you firsthand what true power is!"

"Susanoh!"

In an instant, twelve blue Susanoo, each tens of meters tall, appeared around him like a legion of giants!
Although these third-stage Susanoo are not as large as the complete form, the sheer number of them creates an even more suffocating sense of oppression.

Their chakra arms, wielding weapons of various shapes, charged fiercely towards Menma from the ground and the air!

That's not all!

Madara Uchiha formed hand seals and slammed them onto the ground.

"Wood Release: The Tree Realm is coming!"

Rumble——!
The earth groaned in agony, unable to bear the burden any longer!
Centered on the feet of Uchiha Madara, the land on both sides of the river began to writhe wildly as if it had come to life!

Countless thick tree roots burst out of the soil, growing, spreading, and intertwining at a speed visible to the naked eye!
The thick trunk rises straight from the ground, the dense canopy blocks out the sun, and the sharp branches twist and dance like living tentacles!

In just a few breaths, the once open riverbank area was completely covered by a suddenly appearing primeval forest full of vitality and danger!

The forest was so vast that it seemed to have the entire battlefield under its control!

This vast tree world not only altered the terrain, but was also part of Madara Uchiha's offensive!

Countless tough vines and sharp branches, like venomous snakes that have smelled blood, shot out from every corner of the forest, working in conjunction with the twelve blue Susanoo that were rushing in, wrapping around and piercing Menma from all directions!

"Wood Release·Wood Dragon Technique!"

Madara Uchiha stood atop the tallest tree canopy, his hands forming hand seals once more.

The trunk of the giant tree beneath his feet suddenly twisted and expanded, and a huge, lifelike wooden dragon roared as it broke free from the tree's restraints and spiraled into the sky!
This Wood Release ninjutsu was specifically used by Hashirama Senju to suppress the Tailed Beasts. Once entangled, the user's chakra will be absorbed, and even someone with the physique of the Uzumaki clan will have their chakra drained!
Madara Uchiha stood firmly at the head of the wood dragon. With a deafening roar, he rode this creation of wood release and charged towards Menma with an aura of supreme dominance!
The third stage of the twelve Susanoo's encirclement and suppression!

The boundless tree realm's binding force and attacks!

Furthermore, Madara Uchiha himself launched a fatal attack while riding a wooden dragon that absorbed chakra!
At this moment, Madara Uchiha displayed the power he had gained after recovering to his peak condition to the fullest extent!
The offensive was like a raging storm, relentless and continuous, blocking all possible escape routes for Menma, determined to completely crush this opponent who had brought him such a surprise in this forest he had created with his own hands!

Faced with this terrifying offensive that could put any Kage-level powerhouse in dire straits, Menma remained unshaken.

He didn't even look at the blue giants rushing in from all directions, nor did he pay attention to the forest tentacles that were attacking him like living creatures.

He simply raised his right hand calmly, palm up.

The next moment, the space behind him seemed to transform into an invisible armory!
Hundreds of densely packed, jet-black chakra rods instantly appeared out of thin air and were neatly arranged behind him!

Each black rod gleamed with a cold metallic luster, its sharp tip pointing straight ahead!
"go."

With her lips slightly parted, she uttered a simple syllable.

call out!call out!call out!
In an instant, the sound of something tearing through the air resounded like a concerto of death!
Those hundreds of black chakra rods, like black lightning, shot out in all directions at extremely high speed!

puff!puff!puff!

The blue Susanoo at the forefront, with their sturdy bodies, were as fragile as paper in front of these black rods containing the power of Yin-Yang Release!
The black rods easily pierced through their chests, arms, and heads!
The immense impact sent these colossal blue giants flying backward like insects nailed to a specimen board, where they were pinned to the massive, wildly growing tree trunks below by the subsequent black rods!

No matter how much they struggled, they could not break free from the shackles of this Yin-Yang Escape!
More black sticks, like precise sniper bullets, accurately shot, tore apart, and pulverized the vines and branches that came from the forest!
The tree-world attacks, which were originally as turbulent as living creatures, were actually suppressed and cleared out in the face of this dense barrage of black rods!

Faced with the roaring wooden dragon that soared into the sky, its massive jaws agape as it tried to devour him, and the menacing Uchiha Madara atop the dragon's head, Menma merely twisted his wrist slightly.

The remaining majority of the black sticks behind him also instantly changed direction.

Countless black chakra rods converged into a torrent of death, accompanied by a piercing shriek that tore everything apart, and crashed head-on into the massive wooden dragon!
Boom boom boom——! ! !
A series of dense explosions rang out continuously from the wooden dragon!

The black rod containing the power of Yin-Yang Release has a natural restraining effect on this kind of pure chakra construct!
Under the continuous bombardment of the black rod, the wooden dragon's tough body was as if it were being frantically cut, pierced, and destroyed by countless invisible blades!
Wood chips flew everywhere, and chakra dissipated!

In a single exchange, the formidable wooden dragon was riddled with holes in mid-air by the violent rain of black rods. After letting out a mournful cry of resentment, it disintegrated, turning into countless broken pieces of wood and scattered chakra that fell from the sky!

Madara Uchiha, standing atop the dragon's head, leaped into the air the instant the wooden dragon disintegrated, avoiding the direct strike of the black rods.

He landed on the top of a giant tree below, looking up at the man in the air who remained calm and collected, defusing his storm of attacks with just a black stick. His excitement and solemnity reached their peak.

"Hahahaha! Good! Very good! That's it! This is the kind of opponent who deserves to fight me!"

As Madara Uchiha laughed wildly, a massive blue chakra, so powerful it sent shivers down one's spine, erupted from his body like a volcanic eruption!

The chakra rapidly condensed and shaped behind him, forming bones, meridians, muscles, armor... layer upon layer!

In the blink of an eye, a fully formed Susanoo, towering over two hundred meters tall, suddenly descended upon this world!
It was clad in ancient and ferocious Tengu armor, exuding a godlike aura. The armor on its back transformed into huge wings, and in each of its hands it held a giant chakra katana that seemed capable of cleaving mountains and splitting seas!

Its mere existence causes the surrounding air to freeze, the rain to roll back, and the river below to stop flowing!

Madara Uchiha stood proudly amidst the diamond-shaped crystal in the center of Susanoo's forehead, like a supreme monarch.

Looking down at the tiny, ant-like figures below, he let out a battle roar that shook the entire region: "Come on! Unleash your full power! Let's have a truly exhilarating battle!"

Madara Uchiha's voice was filled with long-suppressed excitement and longing: "Don't disappoint me!"

Menma looked up at the blue giant who seemed capable of destroying everything.

In the Mangekyou Sharingan in his left eye, the swirling pattern slowly rotated, observing, analyzing, and comprehending the composition and essence of the Complete Susanoo.

The complete Susanoo is the third power of the Mangekyou Sharingan, formed by condensing one's own eye power and chakra.

'I wonder when my Susanoo will awaken?' Menma only has one Mangekyou Sharingan. Although he has communicated with Uchiha Hikaru, Shisui and others, he has never awakened his own Susanoo.

At this moment, seeing Madara Uchiha's arrogant and domineering demeanor, which seemed to indicate that he had already taken control of everything, Menma's mischievous side couldn't help but resurface.

With his current strength, he has already surpassed Jigen, who only uses the wedge, and Susanoo.

Menma did not unleash any earth-shattering ninjutsu or eye techniques to counter Madara Uchiha's prediction.

He simply and casually pushed forward with a light kick!
The next instant, his figure vanished from the spot!

Madara Uchiha's eyes widened suddenly!
"Not the Instantaneous Movement Technique?!"

Even his Rinnegan couldn't detect the other party's movement!

Almost at the same instant, Menma's figure appeared at the same height as Uchiha Madara, right in front of the crystal on the forehead of the Perfect Susanoo, which was known as the "absolute defense"!
Then, under the gaze of Madara Uchiha, which was filled with shock, astonishment, and a hint of disbelief, Menma raised his right foot, his movements still seemingly casual, even a little lazy, and kicked towards the crystal on the forehead of the Susanoo that was enveloping Madara Uchiha!

Madara Uchiha manipulated Susanoo to raise the chakra swords in both hands and tried to slash, but it was too late!

There was no violent chakra burst, no earth-shattering momentum, just a simple and unadorned kick that struck Susanoo.

Click——! ! !
A sharp, chilling cracking sound exploded like a thunderclap!

Under Madara Uchiha's horrified gaze, his perfect Susanoo, which was known as "absolute defense" and capable of withstanding the bombardment of Tailed Beast Balls, was instantly covered with spiderweb-like cracks the moment it came into contact with that seemingly ordinary right foot, just like glass struck by a heavy hammer!

And the crack is spreading and expanding at an alarming rate!
"What?! No way..."

Before Madara Uchiha could finish his exclamation, the foot had already pierced through the shattered crystal defense and landed solidly between his waist and abdomen!
Bang——! ! !
An unimaginable force surged forth like a tidal wave!
Madara Uchiha felt as if his internal organs had shifted and shattered in that instant!
The excruciating pain instantly overwhelmed his senses!
He was completely unable to resist this force, and like a kite with a broken string, he was sent flying backward rapidly from Susanoo!

It moved so fast that it even left a blurry afterimage in the air!

As the core caster suffered a severe blow, losing the support of chakra and eye power, the towering, incomparably powerful blue Susanoo, after emitting a reluctant hum, quickly shattered and gradually dissipated into the vast rain.

Just one kick!
The complete Susanoo, which is said to be one of the ultimate manifestations of ninja power, along with the Uchiha Madara who was the most powerful ninja in the world, was kicked to pieces and sent flying!
The rain is still falling.

On the riverbank, only the figure of Mianma, suspended in mid-air, and the deafening roar of trees being snapped one after another, echoed from the distant forest.

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