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

Seeing Shamen looking around suspiciously, Silver Horn, who was walking slowly towards him, spoke with a cold smile.

"Hey bald guy, stop looking, you're in luck."

"Luck is also a part of strength."

Shamon replied in a muffled voice, secretly checking his current condition. He found it to be surprisingly good; his chakra was abundant, and he had no external injuries. He was exactly the same as when he first entered the arena.

Thinking that he still had a trump card up his sleeve, Shamon, brimming with confidence, raised his hand with a fighting spirit, assuming an attack stance towards Silver Horn.

"Become a stepping stone on my path to victory! After I defeat you, I'll deal with the other two."

"Clang!"

Before Shamen could finish speaking, a gigantic figure plummeted from the sky, crashing heavily into the open ground beside him, creating a crater tens of meters in diameter.

"Phew~ Damn it, let's do it again!"

In the deep pit, the mechanical eight-tailed creature rolled over, its exhaust vents bursting with scorching flames. After spitting out a mouthful of black exhaust gas, it stood up cursing and strides forward with its eight booming tentacles, charging toward the blue tengu giant standing not far away.

"What the hell?! Holy crap!"

Shamon stared blankly at the departing mechanical eight-tailed ox, the bold words that were just in his throat now reduced to just two "Holy crap"s.

"These mere grains of sand are not even half as good as me."

Madara Uchiha, controlling his weapon, charged again, and the two fought fiercely, locked in a close battle. The constant explosions and roars left the speechless Shamon deeply shocked.

"No, don't you think their art style is different from ours?"

After a while, having calmed down a bit, Shamen couldn't help but complain to Silver Horn not far away.

"Isn't giant battle a basic tactic for Tailed Beast Riders?"

Silver Horn, who was cheering for his elder brother, turned around in confusion upon hearing this. Looking at the astonished Shamen, he frowned and asked in return,

"Could it be you?"

"Cough cough cough! Of course I know that."

Shamen, feigning choking on the dust, coughed a few times and replied with a somewhat unnatural expression.

"Oh~ I thought you were one of those half-baked knights~"

Having fooled Silverhorn, Shamen immediately entered the sandstorm-filled consciousness space, found the fat raccoon lying on the ground pretending to be dead, and questioned him through gritted teeth.

"Shukaku! You're fucking dishonest!"

"Hey bald guy, watch your mouth. What do you mean by 'dishonest'? Believe me or not, I'll sue you for defamation!"

Shukaku raised its head impatiently upon hearing this. It was already upset enough that it had been killed by Masato, and now this hateful bald guy dared to come looking for trouble.

"I'll let bygones be bygones with the account for now, but why didn't you tell me it could turn out like that!"

With the situation urgent, Shamon had no choice but to put aside his previous grudges and wait until after the match to confront Shukaku about the account theft. He pointed at the two enormous creatures fighting outside, shouting with resentment,

"Huh? What's your social class? What's theirs?"

Two large, coin-like eyes filled with a strange light as Shukaku sized up the annoyed Shamon, his face displaying obvious disdain.

"You? You want to play a giant battle?"

"Why not? Aren't they all knights?"

"Even knights are divided into different classes. I'm incredibly unlucky to have followed you."

Shukaku exhaled a breath of stale air, looking disdainfully at Shamon's bewildered expression.

This bald guy is a real hothead. Those guys are all direct descendants of the old man; a nobody like you shouldn't try to scam me.

"You need connections to get ahead in this world, you little punk."

Shamon frowned, sensing the malice in Shukaku's words.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Isn't it obvious enough? Remember to be born into a good family in your next life. If you have no luck at all, how will you compete with others?"

"Hang it? I have one!"

After being thoroughly scolded by Shukaku, Shamon touched his bald head and suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

"I am the guardian of the dragon veins!"

"Oh, I almost forgot, you're actually quite lucky."

Shukaku, a thoughtful look in his eyes, slowly stood up, his expression softening considerably.

"Will that work?"

Shamon's tone was tinged with excitement, his beady eyes fixed intently on Shukaku.

"If you can get your hands on the power of that dragon from last time, it shouldn't be a big problem, but..."

"But what?"

Seeing that there was progress in his plan for the great battle, Shamon pressed for more information.

"Hmph~ Why should I, this great one, help a bald guy like you?"

With a disdainful snort, Shukaku bent down and unearthed the shackles buried deep in the sand. He then skillfully put them on himself, glancing sideways at Shamon.

"I don't think we're very familiar with each other, are we?"

Shukaku's innate talent for sealing techniques allowed it to easily break free from some of the shackles of the Tailed Beast Cards in the early stages of its sealing, thus granting it partial access and the ability to freely switch accounts.

So far, Shamon has not become a rider recognized by the tailed beasts, and the reason Shukaku talks to him so much is simply because he is bored and wants to find someone to chat with.

What would it take for you to help me?

Shamon's expression darkened slightly, and he asked in a cold voice, believing that Shukaku wanted to make some shady deal with him.

In the darkness, upon hearing this, Shukaku's lips curled into a slight smile, and his yellow eyes gleamed with an eerie light.

"It's not impossible for me to help you, as long as you..."

"Hey! Baldy, are you still going to fight or not? If you're going to surrender, hurry up and deactivate your transformation and go back down."

In reality, Silver Horn, worried about his elder brother, wasn't very interested in the re-released Shamen. Seeing that all that remained of Shamen was his green tanuki head armor, he somewhat listlessly tried to persuade him to surrender.

Because Shamon removed Shukaku's Magnet Release belt, he is now in his basic form as a black body, and his weak aura makes Ginkaku completely uninterested.

"Fighting is inevitable, but my suggestion is to temporarily cease hostilities."

Having finished their exchange in the consciousness space, Shamen nodded, a strange glint in his eyes. His gaze passed over the silver horn in front of him and landed on the two colossal creatures locked in fierce combat not far away.

"You're not thinking of getting involved over there, are you?"

Seeing this, Silver Horn asked with some surprise, then glanced at Shamen with a hint of disdain and shook his head slightly.

"Forget it, with your skill level, you'd be lucky to survive ten seconds if your ancestors were to grant you a miracle."

These words were a blatant disrespect for Shamen. Silver Horn had just fought him and naturally knew the true capabilities of this Tanuki Knight.

"How will you know if you don't try? Besides, I think your older brother is starting to feel the strain."

Shamon, accustomed to being mocked, didn't take Ginkaku's words to heart. Instead, he pointed to the mechanical Eight-Tails, which was being suppressed by Susanoo.

"not good!"

Silverhorn turned his head and saw Susanoo wielding four giant swords, severing all the tentacles of the mechanical Eight-Tails.

Although the severed tentacles can regenerate, this process takes some time, during which time Golden Horn can only passively take hits.

"Fine, if you want to die, that's your problem."

After leaving behind a message, Silver Horn led his loyal summoned beasts toward the site of the great battle.

As for Shamon, in Ginkaku's eyes, this bald guy couldn't cause any trouble. The ultimate victor would definitely be either his brothers or Uchiha Madara.

"Wait for me!"

Shamen leaped up and quickly caught up with the running Silver Horn.

"Too weak! Even in this state, it's nothing more than a pile of scrap metal."

Manipulating his nimble arms, Madara Uchiha severed the mechanical Eight-Tails' tentacles, his expression neither sad nor happy, as if he had done something insignificant.

"Phew~ At this rate, we might really lose."

Kinkaku, inside the mechanical Eight-Tails' cockpit, had his brows furrowed tightly. Madara Uchiha, as expected of Gin's younger brother, was indeed exceptionally strong.

Although Jinjiao wasn't particularly attached to winning or losing this competition, he still possessed the Daoist spirit of a strong individual. If he easily gave up, it might have a significant impact on his future cultivation.

Kakuzu: The Heart of a Strongman? Can it be sold for money?

"Big brother! Are you alright?"

Just as Jinjiao was deep in thought, a familiar voice rang out on the battlefield. Looking down at Yinjiao, who had a worried expression, he slowly straightened his chest, and his fighting spirit was rekindled.

Kinkaku! You are the Raikage, even if you lose, you should lose with dignity!

"Two more little bugs? Come at me together, I have something to do."

Madara Uchiha also noticed the intruders, but after glancing at them, he didn't take the two small fry seriously.

"Can you do it, Youlv?"

"No problem, if Lao Ba can do it, so can I!"

After a brief communication with Youlu, Youlu let out a long roar in his sea of ​​consciousness and began to gather his primordial power, preparing to entrust it to Yinjiao.

Meanwhile, learning from his brother's experience, Ginkaku easily activated the power of his bloodline. As this power merged with the driver, a blue card shimmering with gold light popped out of the card holder at his waist and landed precisely between his fingers.

Looking at the golden tiger claw on the card in his hand, Silver Horn resolutely pushed it into the card slot.

"Survive!"

As a simple electronic sound rang out, a dazzling golden light instantly enveloped Silver Horn's figure, followed by a chilling aura that sent shivers down one's spine.

"Can you feel a chill?"

The spectators were watching the four knights in the final round with their eyes glued to each other when a sudden chill made them tighten their collars.

"It's not just a physical chill; it's such a dense concentration of Yin-attribute chakra. No tailed beast is simple after all."

As an expert in ninjutsu research, Tobirama Senju quickly analyzed the nature of the chill, then looked intently at Ginkaku, who was undergoing an upgrade.

The true form of the Journey is a large cat covered in blue flames, which are mixed with yin-attribute netherfire. While burning the flesh, they also scorch the enemy's soul, which is why everyone feels a tremor from the soul.

"We said it was just for fun, how did it turn into such a fight?"

Looking at the unleashed power of Gintoki, Uchiha Gin scratched his head helplessly. He hadn't expected the Gintoki and Gintoki brothers to be so competitive. But it was good, though, as it allowed his older cousin to vent the stress he had accumulated over the years.

As the light faded, Silver Horn, who had been standing in place, had changed drastically. His predominantly silver armor was now inlaid with magnificent gold trim, a ferocious tiger had appeared on his chest, a pair of golden tiger ears had grown on his cheeks, and the tiger stripes on his body had turned into a dazzling gold.

Kamen Rider Teeth (Survival Form)

Having completed his transformation, Gintoki struck a cool pose with one hand raised high. At that moment, the driver at his waist finally absorbed the power of the Two-Tails. With a flash of light, a card containing the power of the Tailed Beast popped out of the slot at his waist.

"Big brother! I'm here to help you!"

The exquisite two-tail card with an elegant border has been released.

Ginkaku took the Prestige Tailed Beast Card and inserted it into the card slot on his waist.

"Two-tailed creature, loading."

The same background music as that from when Kinkaku played began, igniting the passion of everyone present. A surge of dense tailed beast chakra rose into the air, coalescing into a running mechanical tiger.

"...Again, Beast Fist Fusion!"

Silverhorn exerted force with both legs and leaped into the air, his tiny figure instantly merging into the mechanical two-tailed creature's body.

"roar!"

The deafening roar of the tiger echoed through the sky, even dispelling the dark clouds that had hung over everyone's heads, revealing rays of golden sunlight.

The golden light that fell upon the roaring mechanical two-tailed creature added a touch of regal majesty to it.

"Not bad, you two brothers certainly didn't disappoint me."

Madara Uchiha looked at the mechanical tiger that had appeared, his excitement even greater than before. It was only a matter of time before the mechanical Eight-Tails was defeated. He thought this farce was about to end, but he didn't expect there to be a surprise.

"Big brother! Let's go side by side."

As the saying goes, "brothers fight side by side." Silver Horn piloted the mechanical Two-Tails and landed beside Gold Horn, his voice simultaneously reaching the other's cockpit.

"Good timing! Let's treat this battle as a rehearsal!"

With his younger brother's support, Jin Jiao's fighting spirit soared, and he rubbed his hands together, smiling as he said, "I'm ready to fight!"

"Huh? That chill should have passed by now, right?"

In the stands, Tobirama Senju suddenly shivered for no apparent reason and blinked in confusion.

"roar!"

"roar!"

The mechanical Eight-Tails leaped high into the air first, its eight tentacles transforming into a propeller in mid-air. The propeller generated a powerful gust of wind as it spun, and combined with the black oil spraying from its center, forced Madara Uchiha's Susanoo to retreat several steps to dodge.

Taking advantage of this opening, Silver Horn manipulated the mechanical Two-Tails to pounce like a hungry tiger, slamming it hard into Susanoo's waist. With a swipe of its sharp claws, it left a deep claw mark on Susanoo's seemingly indestructible armor.

The tacit understanding that the Silver and Gold Brothers had cultivated over the years was on full display at this moment. Gold Horn, who had been struggling to hold on alone, was now supported by Silver Horn. The two giant beasts' attacks were seamless, giving Uchiha Madara no chance to breathe.

"Tsk!"

After forcing back the mechanical Two-Tails with his sword, Madara Uchiha frowned as he looked at the gruesome wound on his waist. The two men before him were working together too well; if he let his guard down again, he could very well be caught off guard and suffer an unexpected defeat.

Madara Uchiha, manipulating Susanoo, was struggling to resist the barrage of attacks from the Silver and Gold Brothers. He had to concentrate fully on using his eye power to control Susanoo, and was unable to unleash his full power.

"Damn it, if only the Nine-Tails would give me some support..."

If the Nine-Tails could also become mechanized, no, even if it could become a fully tailed beast, it would free up its hands to use other methods.

"Human, I want to make a deal with you."

Just as Madara Uchiha was troubled, the Nine-Tails, which had been dormant in his mind for a long time, suddenly spoke, and it sounded like it was gritting its teeth.

"Spit it out, I'm busy here!"

While dealing with the attacks of the two colossal beasts, Madara Uchiha briefly surfaced in his mind's eye, looking at the Nine-Tails with a hint of confusion, though his tone remained unfriendly.

"If you promise to help me catch these two bastards and let me cut off their Kunkun, I'll help you."

"ha?"

Madara Uchiha stared at Kurama with a strange look in his eyes. He noticed Kurama's hind legs were tightly clenched as it spoke, and instantly understood. He glanced at the Eight-Tails and Two-Tails attacking him, and his already strange expression deepened.

"Okay, I promise you."

Without the slightest hesitation, Uchiha Madara agreed to Kurama's request.

On the other side is a cow with the lower body of an octopus, and a female cat who will never have Kun Kun in this lifetime. So what if she agrees to the nine-tailed fox's outrageous request?

"Great! I can finally get my revenge!"

Nine-Tails excitedly stood up and shouted at the top of its lungs, but before it could finish, it caught sight of the tightly closed door next door, and its booming voice instantly fell silent.

"Do you want to become like them?"

Madara Uchiha looked at Kurama and suddenly asked a question, a hint of expectation flashing across his cold face.

Since Kurama said he could help, doesn't that mean he can also pilot the Konoha Great Beta?

"No, I don't trust you."

Nine-Tails shook its head. It couldn't do what Eight-Tails and Two-Tails did—transfer all their power to the knight.

Even though the flames of revenge were burning fiercely, Kurama (the Nine-Tails) was fundamentally opposed to surrendering its body and soul to Madara Uchiha. If Madara forced it, Kurama was prepared to fight him to the death.

Of course, if the host was raised by it from a young age, it might be able to reluctantly accept it.

"It doesn't matter, as long as it's useful to the end, I don't expect you to do anything big."

A hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes. Madara Uchiha uttered a single sentence and turned to leave.

Back in reality, Madara Uchiha suddenly felt a throbbing sensation from the driver on his waist. He knew this was the Nine-Tails unleashing its power.

"Nine-Tailed Fox, Loading"

With a flash of light, the Nine-Tails' belt around Madara Uchiha's waist turned the same fiery red as the Nine-Tails itself, and its nine flaming tails swayed behind him.

A surge of dense tailed beast chakra erupted instantly, staining Madara Uchiha's entire body crimson in a flash.

"I never expected the Nine-Tails to compromise. They must have made some kind of shady deal."

On the spectator stand, Uchiha Gin looked curiously at Uchiha Madara, whose body was filled with the power of the Nine-Tails. Recalling the disharmonious relationship between the two, he secretly speculated.

"Big brother, it seems like he's not going to make it."

Sensing that Madara Uchiha's Susanoo was slowing down, Ginkaku immediately contacted his older brother.

"Finally couldn't hold on any longer? But there's nothing we can do about it, after all, our opponents are the Silver and Gold Brothers."

Kinkaku also sensed Madara Uchiha's change, and a hint of arrogance appeared on his face.

"Then what do we do? Bring him down from the stage?"

Silver Horn scratched his head; the two brothers' goal in participating wasn't to win the championship.

"Fine, let's order now that we've had our fun. Mr. Gin is still watching upstairs~"

Jinjiao glanced discreetly at the rabbit knight in the stands, then gently shook his head, indicating that he should give Uchiha Gin face and not steal the spotlight; this match was just for someone to gain prestige.

"Okay, by the way, there's a bald guy here too, want to take him with us?"

Silver Horn, who could tell who the king and queen were, not only did not object to his elder brother's plan, but also looked at Shamen, who was secretly observing from not far away, and made a throat-slitting gesture.

"That's unnecessary, it's too deliberate."

"Then let's..."

"roar!"

Just as the Yin and Jin brothers had finished their discussion and were about to let the game slide, a furious roar filled with resentment rang out in the arena. The two brothers turned their heads in confusion.

"Huh?" *2

Beside Uchiha Madara appeared a fiery red fox, its nine tails swaying in the wind, its enormous beastly eyes flashing with a ferocious light.

"Finally! Finally, I've found my chance for revenge! You two bastards, give me back my life!"

The Nine-Tails, now fully transformed into its tailed beast form, temporarily descends. Possessing 80% of its peak chakra, its mind is filled with the image of the Eight-Tails and the Two-Tails joining forces to destroy its chakra.

"Big brother, it seems like it's still holding a grudge."

Silver Horn swallowed hard and asked his older brother in a low voice, a hint of fear in his eyes. He still vividly remembered the time he spent in the Nine-Tailed Fox's belly, which was a minor psychological trauma.

"It has nothing to do with me, you're the one who cut him down~"

Jinjiao immediately distanced himself from his younger brother, indicating that he was not the Fiend of Duankun.

"you!"

"Hey~ Just kidding, don't panic. It's just a nine-tailed fox, how could it be a match for us brothers?"

The mechanical Eight-Tails, which could even be penetrated by Madara Uchiha's Susanoo, gave Kinkaku immense confidence. Facing the Nine-Tails, which was hailed as the strongest tailed beast, he believed that he and his brother would never repeat the same mistake and become food for the other.

"Quiet down, a dog that bites doesn't bark that loudly."

Within the Susanoo beside Kurama, Madara Uchiha remained silent for a moment, lost in thought. Distracted by the roar, he reprimanded Madara with a displeased expression.

"Hmph! I'll show you what I'm capable of."

They finally get to come out, can't they even show off?

Baring its teeth at Madara Uchiha, Kurama shifted its gaze to the two mechanical tailed beasts standing guard not far away, their claws gleaming with a chilling light, ready to pounce.

"Wait, let me put a coat on you."

Comparing their physiques, Madara Uchiha couldn't help but worry. With Kurama's skinny little body, he probably wouldn't be able to withstand a beating from Kurama.

"Don't underestimate me. Even if they turned into this state, they'd still be no match for me. Wait, what are you doing?!"

Madara Uchiha manipulated Susanoo to stand behind Kurama. With a flash of red light in his eyes, a cold and sinister ocular power instantly emanated from him. Kurama, feeling a tightness in its rear end, quickly turned around.

To everyone's astonishment, the blue Susanoo began to disintegrate, transforming and reassembling into individual components, which were then seamlessly attached to the Nine-Tails' body.

"Nine-Tails, you've been enhanced! Attack!" (End of Chapter)