This ninja in Naruto is unscientific

Looking at the gaunt old man before me, whose chest heaved violently with anger.

Tsunade's expression became somewhat complicated.

She had heard the name "Uchiha Madara" countless times from her grandfather, Senju Hashirama.

In her imagination, he was an invincible, arrogant, and unparalleled powerhouse, like a god or demon.

But now.

Looking at this old man with a full head of white hair, who coughs up half a mouthful of blood every two words, and who can barely sit there with the help of the tubes behind his back.

"Is this the Uchiha Madara who almost destroyed Konoha?" Tsunade clenched her fists tightly, a strange and absurd feeling welling up inside her. "Why do we look like we're bullying a nagging, lonely old man?"

Although her great-grandmother died so young due to injuries sustained in the battle at the Valley of the End, she actually harbored no hatred towards Madara Uchiha.

After all, even until his death, his great-grandfather still regarded Uchiha Madara as his brother and harbored no hatred whatsoever. His only regret was that he had not left Madara in Konoha back then.

Sensing the complex gazes of the crowd, Madara calmed down after a while, and his gaze suddenly lingered on Tsunade for a moment.

That radiant golden hair, that subtle expression in his eyes, stirred a fleeting sense of reminiscence in the aging Asura's eyes.

"Hmph, Hashirama's granddaughter has grown up so much already?"

Madara Uchiha suddenly smiled, as if he had thought of something.

Although he left Konoha long ago, he has never stopped gathering information about Konoha, especially about the Senju clan, over the past few decades. Of course, he knows who the woman in front of him is.

"The little girl who was just learning to speak in Hashirama's arms back then has now become a pillar of Konoha, and she's even leading this group to attack me." Madara's tone carried a hint of sarcasm or感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a complex emotion encompassing both admiration and reflection).

Jiraiya also put aside his usual eccentricities and looked at the Gedo Mazo and the gaunt Madara.

"A once mighty hero, reduced to such a state in his later years, forced to hide in the shadows of the earth and indulge in illusory dreams." Jiraiya shook his head. "How pathetic."

Sakumo Hatake's right hand never left the hilt of his sword. Although the old man in front of him looked extremely weak, his intuition as a top expert was giving him a frantic warning.

"Even when a lion is old, it is still a lion. What's more, this is a mad and vicious lion that could drag everyone down with it at any moment." Shuo Mao warned himself in his heart that he must not be careless in the slightest.

Minato Namikaze, however, focused his attention on the pipes connecting Madara and the Gedo Mazo.

"Sever those pipes, and he'll lose his life force." Minato had already gripped the Flying Thunder God kunai in his hand. "But what's the golem's defense mechanism? Did he really give up by deactivating the barrier, or... is there another trap?"

Sensing the complex gazes of the crowd, Madara took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the excruciating pain in his lungs that felt like they were being torn apart.

He trembled as he stretched out his bony hands and slowly formed a mudra in front of his chest.

However, some people are faster.

Minato threw the Flying Thunder God Kunai, and he vanished.

This familiar move startled Madara Uchiha for a moment.

I had heard from White Zetsu before that Tobirama Senju's techniques had been learned and popularized by others. I suppose this blond young man must be Minato Namikaze.

However, this technique is actually easy to break; just find the location of the vessel with the Flying Thunder God Technique formula.

Madara Uchiha unleashed a massive Fireball Jutsu, sending the kunai flying and hurtling towards the crowd.

However, the next second, Madara Uchiha sensed something was wrong and subconsciously activated Susanoo.

The Rasengan struck Susanoo's arm with a dull thud.

He instantly understood that the blond young man was using the Instantaneous Movement Technique, and that kunai was just a feint.

Furthermore, the young man's words, "If you cut those pipes, he will lose his life force supply," were misleading him, making him believe that Minato Namikaze might directly target the pipes of the Outer Path Mazo.

In reality, Minato was trying to mislead people by using a ninjutsu without hand seals to send this half-buried old man to the Grim Reaper.

This made him admire the blond young man, who seemed to have a real talent for fighting.

On the other hand, facing the blazing fire jutsu that was clearly much larger than a regular fireball, the elites of the Heian Company dared not be complacent in the slightest.

"Defensive formation!"

At the squad leader's command, the four security personnel in the front row slammed their riot shields heavily onto the ground, their hands rapidly forming hand seals.

"Earth Release: Multiple Earth Flow Walls!"

"Water Release: Water Pillar!"

Several thick earthen walls rose from the ground, followed by a towering curtain of water covering the front of the walls, attempting to block the flames that rushed in like a tsunami.

However, Madara Uchiha's Fire Release, even a casual strike, carries a terrifyingly high temperature that is suffocating and a destructive chakra energy.

"boom--!"

The water curtain was vaporized on a large scale the moment it came into contact with the flames, producing a deafening hissing sound.

Immediately afterwards, the weakened fireball still smashed through the thick earthen walls with unstoppable force.

"Activate the portable barrier!"

The security squad leader shouted, and several team members in the back row immediately pulled out palm-sized square metal boxes from their tactical backpacks. These were miniature energy-charging barriers developed by the Academy of Sciences using chakra battery technology.

They quickly channeled their chakra into the metal box, activating the sealing formula that had been pre-written inside.

"Buzz—!"

Several pale blue chakra light curtains rose instantly, intertwining and merging to form a solid hemispherical barrier in front of everyone.

The remaining flames slammed into the barrier, creating violent ripples.

The barrier creaked under the strain, its light flickering, but it ultimately withstood the terrifying residual power of the fire jutsu.

The high-temperature steam and smoke gradually dissipated.

Fugaku Uchiha stood behind the barrier, his Mangekyou Sharingan fixed on the aged figure on the stone seat.

When Fugaku saw Madara, with just his three-tomoe Sharingan, forcefully condense the blue Susanoo bone hand in front of him and steadily block Minato Namikaze's Rasengan, his heart was filled with shock.

"How is this possible..."

Fugaku was secretly alarmed. As the head of the Uchiha clan who had awakened the Mangekyou Sharingan, he knew all too well the conditions for using Susanoo.

That not only requires extremely high pupil power, but also places an incredibly heavy burden on the body.

With his current strength, if he were to revert to the three-tomoe state, it would be absolutely impossible for him to summon even a single finger bone of Susanoo.

"Even with just one arm, to be able to forcibly unleash this power without activating the Mangekyou Sharingan, just how terrifying is his control over the Sharingan?"

Fugaku took a deep breath, and the slight sense of relief he had felt due to the superior numbers of the Konoha forces vanished instantly.

He had to admit that the old man in front of him, who needed tubes to stay alive and coughed up blood every few words, was still the Asura who made the entire ninja world tremble, even in his old age, even with only a broken body and ordinary eyes left.