Konoha: The thirty-year-old Uchiha lacks motivation.

"Are you planning to use the Tailed Beast's true form to contend with Susanoo?"

Watching the enormous phantom running through the air from the stands, Tobirama Senju shook his head slightly, a faint hint of disdain flashing in his crimson eyes.

"sucker Punch."

Madara Uchiha, standing in the arena, frowned in confusion upon seeing the illusory figure nearly the same size as his Susanoo.

Although this chakra originated from the Eight-Tails, it was mixed with Kinkaku's aura, and its appearance was somewhat different from the Tailed Beasts' native homeland in his memory.

"ha!"

Sensing the Eight-Tails' intentions, Kinkaku nodded, then leaped into the air, merging into the enormous phantom in the sky.

"He jumped in!"

Surprised shouts erupted from the stands, but what happened next left them utterly speechless.

"roar!"

A deafening roar erupted from the enormous phantom running through the sky, and its hazy form began to solidify.

Just when everyone thought the illusory figure was the Eight-Tails in its true form, a piercing buzzing sound entered their ears, like the noise of a giant chainsaw turning.

"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz buzz~"

"What is that?"

Among the F6 members sitting in a circle, Koharu Utatane, the only woman, stared wide-eyed at the enormous figure appearing in the sky. Her mouth, agape in surprise, was large enough to fit three crispy rice cones.

"Wow! So cool!" *5

After a brief silence, the other five people around her exclaimed in unison.

"Mythical Beast Master, do you know this move? I want to try it too!"

In the newly formed family, Kakuzu stared blankly at the giant beast in the sky. After regaining his senses, he immediately dialed Shigeaki's number.

"roll!"

The Seven-Tails in the sea of ​​consciousness coldly uttered a single word, then kicked Kakuzu away.

"Boom!"

The massive bull's body is cast from retro-colored steel, with eight mechanical tentacles on its lower body creaking and groaning. The bull's eyes glow red with laser light, and its once sharp horns have been replaced by two rapidly spinning drills, from which the noise just now came from.

Its metallic body is covered with pores of all sizes, and with each movement, scorching flames burst forth.

"This...this..."

Chiyo, sitting next to Uchiha Gin, had a gleam in her eyes as she gazed at the colossal steel beast in the sky, its mechanical beauty breathtaking. She was so excited she couldn't even speak.

"This is a Tailed Beast with a powerful aura."

Sitting to the side, Uchiha Gin said something without turning his head.

"A machine-made tailed beast?"

"Well, there's nothing wrong with what you're saying."

Uchiha Gin pursed his lips, offering no further explanation, and instead looked up at the mechanical Eight-Tails in the sky, a faint sense of anticipation rising in his eyes.

In the original work, the Jinchuriki of the Tailed Beasts are not only extremely powerful individual weapons, but also enormous war machines capable of influencing the course of war.

In large-scale battles, Jinchuriki who are skilled in using the power of the Tailed Beasts can achieve full Tailed Beast transformation and maximize the power of the Tailed Beasts.

However, the complete tailed beast transformation is only effective against ordinary enemies. When facing Mangekyou Sharingan users, or rather, veteran Mangekyou Sharingan users, it would only reduce them to pets that can be easily manipulated.

That's right, at this point we should tag the female protagonist who was going head-to-head with the perfect Jinchūriki while wielding a kaleidoscope, and almost ended up crashing and burning.

Tailed beasts, as aggregates of chakra, also possess a physical body, making them somewhat vulnerable to Mangekyou Sharingan techniques.

but!

Having relinquished his own consciousness and entrusted all his power to the Eight-Tails of the Golden Horned Demon, he successfully achieved mechanical ascension, transforming his once-suffering flesh and blood into indestructible steel.

This brand-new body not only boosts all attributes but also grants complete immunity to the effects of the Kaleidoscope.

"Boom!"

"roar!"

After the mechanical eight-tailed creature landed, a piercing roar erupted from its enormous mouth, and its red-glowing laser-silver light carried a faint hint of provocation.

"Let me see if you're all show and no substance."

Madara Uchiha, inside the Susanoo's cockpit, frowned slightly as he looked at the colossal beast sitting opposite him, its patterns swirling in its eyes. Its deep pupil power transformed into a hypnotic genjutsu.

"roar!!!"

As a result, the illusion technique sank without making a ripple, and the mechanical eight-tailed fox remained as arrogant as ever.

"Hahaha! That's fair!"

A voice like a broken gong, like that of the Golden Horned One, resounded within the mechanical Eight-Tails. At this moment, he was standing in the technologically advanced cockpit.

Through the high-precision laser silver embedded in the Ushioni's eye sockets, he could clearly see Uchiha Madara inside the Susanoo cockpit.

"Tsk!"

Madara Uchiha clicked his tongue inwardly, his eyes sweeping over the mechanical Eight-Tails' body with a hint of envy. He then turned and stood before the dumbfounded Nine-Tails, speaking in an unfriendly tone.

"Can you do it?"

"Oh, I think I'm not very good at it."

Nine-Tailed Fox tucked its tail back, hesitated for a moment, and then answered cautiously.

"Useless thing! What use are you to me?"

With such a low level of skill, how dare they call themselves the fastest-slaying tailed beast? It's blatant fraud. Uchiha Madara glared at them fiercely before storming off, leaving the chilling Nine-Tails standing there, heartbroken.

No, that guy Niugui had such a trick up his sleeve?

"I admit you have some talent, but it will disappear soon."

Back in reality, Madara Uchiha exuded a gloomy aura.

The Uchiha clan's ancestral motto: If you can't have it, destroy it!

"Come on! Let me show you the bond between me and Lao Ba!"

In the cockpit, Kinkaku raised his fist with a resolute expression, and the standing mechanical eight-tailed fox did the same.

"To form a bond with something like this, how lonely must you be?"

Watching the mechanical Eight-Tails charge towards him, shouting about bonds, Madara Uchiha coldly scoffed.

With a sharpen of his eyes, he manipulated Susanoo to draw a hundred-meter-long cleaver from his waist, and with a flap of his wings, he faced the mechanical behemoth whose body was emitting the roar of an internal combustion engine.

"Bang!!!"

The two speeding objects collided, and the electric drill on the top of the mechanical eight-tailed beast jammed the long sword of Susanoo. Sparks flew, and blue Susanoo fragments flew all over the sky like snowflakes.

"Good strength, commendable."

Madara Uchiha, in his Susanoo form, raised an eyebrow in surprise. His opponent had actually managed to block his weapon and was holding his own in the contest of strength.

"Haha, when it comes to strength, Lao Ba has never been afraid of anyone!"

Golden Horn laughed heartily and confidently gestured with his muscular physique.

"However, that's all."

Madara Uchiha curled his lip, his deep eye power pouring into the Susanoo beneath his feet as if it were free. A glint flashed in the enhanced blue tengu's eyes.

To everyone's astonishment, two arms stretched out from behind it.

The two newly added arms sprouted long blades from their palms, slashing down at the head of the mechanical eight-tailed serpent with incredible speed.

"Bang!"

However, before Madara Uchiha could even show a look of triumph, two strong arms blocked the falling longsword.

"Slurp~"

At the same time, eight nimble tentacles quickly wrapped around Susanoo's arms. The tentacles, covered with hydraulic drive shafts, oozed a black, viscous liquid similar to machine oil, which dripped onto Susanoo, corroding it and producing bursts of sour, foul-smelling smoke.

Looking at his restrained arm, Madara Uchiha's face flashed with impatience. He thought he could easily crush this mechanical tailed beast, but he did not expect that the other party was not only immune to his genjutsu manipulation, but also had a variety of tricks up its sleeve, leaving him at a loss as to where to start.

"This is bad! It seems the clan chief is in a passive position."

Uchiha Kagami, watching from the stands, while somewhat favoring the cool mechanical Eight-Tails, still felt that Uchiha Madara was, after all, his clan leader.

Faced with matters of principle, he chose to sacrifice his own family for the greater good, painfully severing ties with the mechanical Eight-Tails, and wholeheartedly supporting the disadvantaged Uchiha Madara.

"Jing! Don't make such a fuss, his skill level is much higher than this."

As someone who understood the Uchiha clan better than the Uchiha themselves, Tobirama Senju waved his hand at his anxious disciple, signaling Kagami Uchiha to calm down. If Madara Uchiha was only this capable, he wouldn't have been chosen as Hokage.

Having not encountered such a bizarre opponent for many years, Madara Uchiha immediately suppressed his initial contempt and began to take the ferocious steel behemoth before him seriously.

At this moment, all four of his arms were controlled by the opponent. If he gave up the long sword in his hand, the mechanical eight-tailed ox's drill horn would penetrate Susanoo's defense in an instant. His small body might not be able to block that drill that pierced the sky.

"Since that's the case..."

Searching for a way out, Madara Uchiha's gaze fell upon the opponent's wide-open chest. His eye power instantly surged forth, and a sudden arm extended from the Susanoo's back, its palm glowing with a dazzling blue light.

"Swish swish~"

A series of magatama-shaped energy balls poured into the chest of the mechanical eight-tailed fox, causing a violent explosion.

"ha?"

Seeing this, Uchiha Gin was instantly dumbfounded. When did his cousin come up with this method again? Could it be that he came up with this idea after being tied up in various ways by Hashirama in prison last time?

"Cough cough cough, it really hurts!"

Kinkaku, his health severely damaged by the Yasaka Magatama, shakily rose from the driver's seat, clutching his chest in pain.

His nerves are in sync with the mechanical Eight-Tails, so not only does the impact feel realistic, but he also feels the attack as if he were being attacked.

Taking advantage of the moment when Kinkaku was catching his breath, Madara Uchiha controlled Susanoo to break free from the tentacles' grip, took a few steps back, and distanced himself from the mechanical Eight-Tails.

"Excuse me, who are you trying to protect yourself from with all those hands on your back?"

The mechanical eight-tailed fox's chest wound had automatically healed. Kinkaku stood up, rubbed his still-aching chest, and asked with a curious expression, "..."

"Can't I do it if I want to?"

Madara Uchiha, whose back muscles were naturally sensitive, had a tense expression and answered in a very stiff tone. Remembering Hashirama Senju still lingering before the Pure Land Gate, he drew his sword again and stepped forward.

Looking at the menacing Uchiha Madara, Kinkaku felt a bitter taste in his mouth. After all, the purpose of the two brothers' participation was not to achieve final victory, but to see the white-haired man in the spectator seats.

In order to intercept Tobirama Senju, the two brothers had to maintain their best condition. Fighting Madara Uchiha was merely a matter of taking advantage of the situation; they didn't want to offend the Uchiha clan.

But who could have imagined that this guy, Ushioni, would be so full of fighting spirit when facing his nemesis, the Nine-Tailed Fox, and would even reveal his trump card of the Giant Battle, putting Kinkaku in a dilemma.

"Bang!"

Having blocked Madara Uchiha's Susanoo's longsword, Kinkaku began to consider the aftermath of the battle.

"I wonder if things have been sorted out with Silver Horn yet?"

To prevent Tobirama Senju from running away, the two brothers had to engage in the battle simultaneously.

As for the victory, wasn't it already predetermined by Mr. Yin for his cousin?

……

At this moment, in an inconspicuous corner of the battlefield, a blue tiger stood, its feet on the sandy ground, searching for something.

"Haven't you found any trace of that bald guy yet?"

The silver-haired tiger knight, who had been walking slowly towards them, muttered with some annoyance,

"Roar~"

The blue tiger shook its head, a look of human helplessness on its face.

"That damn bald guy, he showed off and then ran away!"

Just moments ago, Shukaku, now commanding the Shamon, was all fired up, ready to teach all its younger brothers a lesson. But within minutes, the arrogant creature was utterly thrashed by Ginkaku, failing to even pass the first stage, Tiger Vanguard.

After being beaten up by Silver Horn and Blue Tiger Summoner for half a day, Shukaku, knowing he was powerless to resist, immediately transformed into a wisp of quicksand and merged into the field card he had set up, preparing to seize the opportunity to counterattack and kill the Stinky Cat Knight.

"If they don't come out soon, we'll throw all this sand away!"

Looking at the endless yellow sand before him, Silverhorn felt a sense of powerlessness, like punching cotton. Looking at the few remaining knights in the entire arena, he gritted his teeth and threatened...

"You idiot, smelly cat, come find me!"

Shukaku's mocking voice rang out, and Ginkaku raised his hand, unleashing a sharp beam of light that struck the source of the sound.

"boom!"

However, the attack only kicked up a cloud of dust, and Shukaku's obnoxious voice still echoed in my ears.

"Hehehe, how could you, you stinky cat, possibly find King Shukaku~"

"Phew~"

Silver Horn took a deep breath, then leaped onto a protruding rock, looking down at the endless yellow sand, and said coldly,

"You forced me to do this!"

A card popped out of the card holder at his waist, which Gintoki caught and slowly pushed into the card slot of the driver.

"Freeze Vent!"

As the electronic sound rang out, a tan figure lying behind a sand dune not far away froze instantly. Shukaku, who had been full of pride, was now filled with horror in its narrow eyes.

"The little silver coin is over there!"

Sensing that the AOE attack had hit its target, another excited voice rang in Silver Horn's ear.

Following its direction, Silverhorn quickly discovered the Guardian Knight lurking in the yellow sand.

"You bald guy, I've been looking for you everywhere!"

Seeing the Shukaku Knight whose colors blended perfectly with the yellow sand, Silverhorn clenched his fist and walked over, looking like he was going to teach him a lesson.

"You think you can run? Take this punch first!"

Silverhorn raised his fist, the size of a sandbag, and, under the gloating gaze of Matatabi, slammed it heavily onto the prostrate Shukaku knight.

"what?"

The soft, yielding feel of the object startled Silverhorn. Looking at the Shukaku Knight on the ground, he realized it had already turned into a pile of collapsing sand sculptures.

"Heh heh heh, who do you think I am? How could such a sealing technique possibly work on me?"

Shukaku's voice rang out again. Ginkaku was about to turn around when he realized that his arm, which had just thrown a punch, was out of control. Looking down, he saw that it was entangled in the living yellow sand.

【Sand bound coffin】

"Do you think this move would work on me?"

Silver Horn shook his head, brushing away the yellow sand clinging to his arms, and stood up with an arrogant expression.

"Of course I know~"

Shukaku's sleazy voice came from all directions to the west. Upon hearing this, Ginkaku frowned. Could it be that the other side had some other trick up their sleeve?

"Playing tricks."

With a pursed lip, Silver Horn was just about to leap away from the yellow sand when he found his body as heavy as if it were filled with lead.

"What did you do?"

Steadying himself, Silver Horn looked around with a grim expression, trying to find his opponent.

"Haha, do you feel heavy?"

Shukaku poked its head out from the sand not far away, and seeing Silverhorn struggling to move, it couldn't help but laugh.

"Is it sand?"

Silver Horn raised his hand, ready to unleash a blow on the arrogant tanuki, but the heaviness in his arm surprised him. Looking down for a closer look, he discovered that fine, almost invisible grains of sand were steadily seeping into the gaps in his armor.

The heaviness I felt just now was caused by these grains of sand.

"You stinky cat, you're just a piece of meat on my chopping board right now. Call me 'Grandpa' a couple of times so I can have some fun~"

Shukaku, smug and self-satisfied, stood up from the sand, his obsequious demeanor making the spectators in the stands itch to punch him.

"This guy is so despicable! He's a disgrace to the name of a knight!"

As a hidden fan of Kamen Rider, seeing the smug and arrogant Shukaku Rider, I couldn't help but shout my angry curses.

"Shut up, the teacher isn't that kind of person!"

Chiyo watched Shukaku's actions, clenching her fists in shame, but still couldn't help but defend her teacher.

Although every contestant in the arena was a seasoned ninja before becoming a knight, this kind of tactic is considered child's play in the ninja world.

But now they are all fighting as knights, and it's hard not to arouse public outrage if they use such despicable means.

"How can you say you're not that kind of person? You dare to do it but not admit it?"

Danzo curled his lip in disdain. He generally approved of Shukaku's actions, but this hypocritical behavior made him unable to resist scoffing.

"It's not a teacher!"

"Then who is he?"

"You stupid raccoon, eat shit!"

You were frantically jumping around in Ginkaku's mind, thinking he was about to avenge his great enemy, but he never expected to fall into Shukaku's trap. He would be ashamed to talk about it later.

"So he wasn't that bald guy after all~"

"Huh? Little Silver Coin, you're only finding out now?"

"No, I thought he was having a fit of chuunibyou (middle school syndrome)."

After exchanging words with Yutaka, Ginkaku suddenly realized that the Shamon who had just transformed into the tan knight was not the real person, but someone whose account had been stolen by a tailed beast.

"Hehehe, you can choose to remain silent, but I hope you can withstand the extreme humiliation that follows."

Shukaku, a wicked grin spreading across his face, looked at the silent, silver-blue knight and extended a finger. Several pillars of sand shot up from the ground, hurtling towards Silverhorn.

"The collision of dry sand and warm rectum is sure to spark something extraordinary~"

With a mocking expression, Shukaku manipulates the sand, transforming it into various grotesque rod-like objects. Completely unaware of the impending doom he is about to face...

"Let me see, this meteor hammer looks pretty good~"

With a beaming smile, Shukaku wielded a massive meteor hammer as it approached Silverhorn, intending to leave him with a lasting impression. However, a sudden shadow appearing on the ground startled it, causing it to halt its movements in surprise.

The meteor hammer also stopped at Silver Horn's chrysanthemum.

"Um, hello~"

Turning around in confusion, Shukaku discovered a blue, monstrous tiger standing behind him, its claws sharp and its eyes fixed on him menacingly. Large beads of cold sweat instantly streamed down his face.

"Wild Tiger, take it for a ride."

With lingering fear, Silver Horn relaxed his tense muscles and let out a long sigh. Then, he gave a command to the eager wild tiger summon.

"Crystal Break!"

Shukaku, caught in a hug by the Wild Tiger Summoner, could only watch helplessly as the other pressed him down onto the sand.

With overwhelming force and an invisible clamp, no matter how hard it tried, it couldn't break free and instantly became a human sandbag.

"No!"

And so, Shukaku began to enjoy the pleasure of being dragged along. The wild tiger summon swung its two legs so fast that Shukaku, face down, ate a lot of sand.

"As expected, the One-Tailed Rider is the weakest Rider, unable to even defeat the Two-Tailed Rider's summoned beast."

Those in the spectator stands shook their heads upon seeing this.

"Teacher! Keep it up! You're the ace!"

Only Chiyo believed that her teacher would not fail easily, so she stood on her seat, waved her arms vigorously, and loudly supported Shamon.

"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey~"

Spitting out a mouthful of sand, Shukaku, still being dragged along, felt a pang of sorrow. Despite its meticulous planning, it had overlooked Silverhorn, its summoned beast. It had initially thought it was just a stupid decoration, but it turned out its AI was quite sophisticated.

"That's... the bald guy's apprentice? That's ridiculous. They actually want to rely on this idiot bald guy at a time like this."

"Shukaku! Give me back my account!"

Shukaku, inwardly grumbling about the Shamon it had so easily overtook, curled its lip in disdain. But the next moment, a furious voice rang in its ear.

In Shamen's sea of ​​consciousness, there was an endless expanse of yellow sand. When Shukaku was in control, he had casually buried him deep in the desert. Unexpectedly, this bald man actually crawled out of the bottomless abyss.

"If you don't give my body back, I will..."

"Okay! I'm full, I'll pay now!"

Shamon, who had just straightened his back, was preparing to use both soft and hard tactics to get Shukaku to return control of his body, but he did not expect that the other party would agree so readily. Before he could say anything, he felt a dizzying sensation.

"I, Shamen, am back again, cough cough cough!"

Having regained control of his body, Shamen was about to announce his return when his mouth was filled with sand, rendering him speechless for a moment.

"I was only disconnected for a short while, and you've already reached the second phase of the boss fight?"

Barely managing to lift his head, Shamen saw the blue wild tiger summoning beast making him drift on the sand, and sank into deep despair. His account was ruined.

"Teacher! Keep it up!"

Suddenly, a familiar voice rang in his ears. Shamon glanced at Chiyo, who looked anxious in the stands, and his previously dejected spirit instantly surged with fighting spirit.

Reaching down to his waist, he removed the Shukaku belt. The surrounding yellow sand vanished instantly, and Shamon seized the opportunity to sidestep the wild tiger summon's claws, rolling to the side.

Standing up, Shamen surveyed the scene and was surprised to find that besides the two of them, only two large figures fighting nearby remained; all the other knights had left the arena.

"No, I only disconnected for a moment, how did I get to the final circle?" (End of Chapter)