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

"hateful!"

Having survived the Tailed Beast Bomb attack, the battered and bruised Number One barely escaped with the help of his teammates. Looking at the steady white fox rider not far away, his eyes were filled with resentment.

They're both knights, so why is Nine-Tailed Knight so strong? Doesn't that just prove that Number Nine is stronger than him?

Thanks to Hashirama's constitution, Number One's injuries were healing at a visible speed. With wisps of white smoke rising, he was once again fully recovered.

This time, however, he didn't stubbornly go looking for another beating. Instead, he retreated back to the clone army's ranks, his expression shifting between light and shadow, as if he were plotting something.

Madara Uchiha shook his head dismissively. An imposter is an imposter; he doesn't even have the courage to face an enemy. What a waste of his good looks.

"Imitations, this power was not created by you."

He raised the bladed gun in his hand, pointing it at the seven clones with different expressions not far away.

Number One's timid and hesitant behavior further confirmed his suspicions: these clones, despite their immense strength, lacked the corresponding character and temperament.

It's likely that because they were born in a laboratory, they lacked the experience and training that the "hot moms" of Harbin had gone through, which is why they were treated like green recruits and could be manipulated at will.

"Let's all attack together. I don't believe he can last long."

Sensing the sarcasm in Madara Uchiha's words, Number One, with a cold face, waved his hand.

"Whoosh!"

Without hesitation, the six clones behind him simultaneously pushed off with both legs, their massive bodies disappearing from the spot, leaving only six large craters in the ground.

"Good timing."

Six streaks, barely perceptible to the naked eye, were clearly visible to Madara Uchiha. He swung his weapon, which transformed into a longsword-like spear, unleashing several red and blue flashes of light that precisely struck the charging clones.

"Boom!"

The target was hit, followed by a violent explosion. Even amidst the billowing smoke and dust, he could still clearly discern the whereabouts of the six clones.

All of this is thanks to the Knight System.

The Knight System amplifies the characteristics of both the Tailed Beasts and the Knights themselves. With Kurama's perception of good and evil combined with Madara Uchiha's Sharingan, enemies in front of him are no different from those who are naked.

"Bang!~"

As the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, a dark figure suddenly emerged, heading straight for Uchiha Madara. However, as if he had anticipated this, he raised his long sword in advance, effortlessly blocking the attack from the unknown source.

"Oh? It's quite hard."

Madara Uchiha raised an eyebrow in surprise. This clone that had ambushed him was clearly much stronger defensively than the previous, more talkative clone. His longsword had only managed to leave a white mark on the clone.

Although there was no charge-up, this was enough to prove the opponent's amazing defensive capabilities.

"Number Three, hold him off!"

Just as he was wondering, a slightly excited voice rang out above his head, and another clone leaped down, its fist flashing with a strange, eerie blue strength.

"Sage Art: Super Strength Fist!"

Just as Madara Uchiha was about to draw his sword to defend himself, he discovered that his weapon was completely immobilized. Turning his head, he saw that the long sword was being tightly gripped in the hand of the clone that had just attacked him, and he couldn't pull it back for a moment.

"Be careful!"

Upon seeing this, Tobirama Senju, who was acting as a support, immediately flew into the fray. However, as soon as he landed, he was intercepted by two figures who had been waiting for him.

"bass!"

Locked onto by two terrifying auras, Tobirama Senju dared not be careless. He drew his Flying Thunder God kunai with a backhand motion, his eyes filled with vigilance as he looked at the uninvited guest before him.

For some reason, he saw a strange hatred in the other person's eyes, which aroused his suspicions.

This must be the first time he's seen these two clones, and they act as if he's killed their own father.

"Number Two, Number Eight, be careful, don't kill him."

"Don't worry, we'll treat him well."

The eighth clone grinned, revealing a ferocious smile. Its bright red tongue licked its thick lips, sending chills down Tobirama Senju's spine; his anus instinctively tightened.

"Croak!"

Number Two, on the other hand, was much more restrained, only secretly staring at Tobirama Senju's backside, as if looking for the best opportunity to launch a sneak attack.

Ugh, this is troublesome.

Tobirama Senju clicked his tongue inwardly, cautiously observing the two menacing clones, his mind racing as he searched for a way out of the predicament.

"Boom!"

Meanwhile, Madara Uchiha's battle had reached a fever pitch. His two clones were clearly no match for him and were quickly suppressed with overwhelming force.

If it weren't for the toughness of clone number three, which shielded clone number four from numerous attacks, the clone army might have suffered further casualties.

"Let's go too, Number Nine, don't you dare slack off."

Seeing the battle turning against him, Number One quickly called his two remaining clones to join the fight against Madara Uchiha, and didn't forget to warn Number Nine, with whom he had a falling out.

Keep those words to yourself!

Number Nine sneered and leaped into the battlefield first, his iron fists mercilessly smashing towards Uchiha Madara.

Seeing this, Number One's expression froze. Feeling humiliated, he was about to retaliate when he sensed the merciless gaze from above. He had no choice but to put aside his personal grudges and join the battle with Clone Number Seven.

"Bang!"

"Crack!"

Surrounded by five people in an instant, Madara Uchiha did not retreat but advanced. He wielded his long sword with great elegance, methodically parrying the clumsy attacks of the clones. His white cloak billowed in the wind, and he seemed to be dancing gracefully.

"Pfft!"

Soon, the first clone to fall appeared—Clone Number Three, renowned for its defensive prowess. Madara Uchiha's longsword sliced ​​across its neck, sending a spray of blood flying.

"Mmm~"

The third clone, staggering back several steps, clutched his injured neck in astonishment. Blood filled his trachea, rendering him speechless.

"The first one."

Having achieved the feat of killing, Madara Uchiha didn't linger and quickly set his sights on another clone that had ambushed him.

Madara Uchiha twirled his long sword in a beautiful flourish, a red glint flashing in his eyes, and a chilling aura emanated from his body.

Number Four, who was dodging, froze, overwhelmed by the power of the Sharingan, immediately revealing a huge opening.

"Splash!"

The long blade slashed across, and the fourth clone felt a sharp pain in his lower back. Before he could even look down, dark red blood clots were already being squeezed out of the gruesome wound, bouncing a few times as they hit the ground.

"This is."

The fourth clone turned deathly pale; he recognized this thing.

It's his best kidney!

"The second one."

In the blink of an eye, Madara Uchiha had dealt with two clones. Although he hadn't taken their lives, the fatal wounds inflicted on them were enough to give them a hard time, rendering them unable to fight for at least a short period.

Wiping the blood from his longsword, Madara Uchiha's gaze fell upon the three chillingly cold clones, his beige compound eyes gleaming with a crimson light.

Even if the clones had lost all will to fight, they knew they couldn't continue close combat with Uchiha Madara.

"Wood Release: Descent of the Flower Tree World!"

The seventh clone clasped its hands together, and countless thick wooden branches burst forth from the ground, while enormous flower buds bloomed in the center of the battlefield.

"Splash~ Splash~"

A gust of wind blew by, scattering pungent pollen, but none of this affected Madara Uchiha. The knight's mask had a built-in filtering function, rendering poison gas and similar methods completely ineffective.

Madara Uchiha leaped forward, hurling his long sword. Number Seven, who was focused on unleashing his Wood Release technique, sensed the impending danger, but it was too late.

"Pfft!"

The long sword, as sharp as a meteor, pierced through Number Seven's heart. Before he could even lower his hands from the position of clasped hands, he fell backward, blood gushing from his mouth and splashing two meters high, showing that his heart was in good health.

"You take on your goal!"

"How could I possibly spoil the leader's enjoyment?"

Now only Number One and Number Nine, who are at odds with each other, remain standing. Having witnessed Madara Uchiha's Kamui, the two have become unusually courteous.

"Stop talking nonsense, all of you come at me together, I'm in a hurry."

The long sword that pierced through the chest transformed into particles of light and returned to Madara Uchiha's hand. Looking at the two who were passing the buck, he forcefully offered his suggestion.

"You will pay the price for your arrogance!"

Number One's face was tense, and he let out a vicious, impotent bark, but he made no move forward, which made Number Nine sneer repeatedly.

"coward."

Leaving behind a casual taunt, Number Nine leaped and landed in front of Madara Uchiha.

"You're talking nonsense!"

Number One hates being looked down upon, especially by Number Nine, whom he dislikes the most. So he immediately stood up and put his back down.

"You are too weak."

Madara Uchiha's gaze swept over the last two clones, a faint look of disappointment appearing on his face.

After such a long battle, Madara Uchiha discovered something.

He became stronger.

He's much stronger than before the war started; he's now invincible!

Little did they know that this was a breakthrough he had made amidst the onslaught of clones, shattering long-standing shackles.

This is also due to the fusion of Hasi Lama's Wood Release power.

However, now is not the time to think about this problem. His primary task is to defeat all the clones, capture them all, and bring them back to Konoha for his older cousin to interrogate them properly.

"superior!"

Sensing Madara Uchiha's contempt, Number One finally put aside his grudges and called Number Nine to join the attack.

"Whoosh~"

The two figures vanished swiftly, reappearing as they attacked Uchiha Madara from the left and right. Their hands burned with a visible, eerie blue aura, their monstrous punches infused with Sage Mode power capable of piercing even Susanoo.

"ha!!"

This was a strike that concentrated all their strength, aimed at bringing down Madara Uchiha.

"Nisuchi!"

Caught between two opposing forces, Madara Uchiha finally became serious. Facing attacks from both sides, he tossed aside his longsword, assumed a horse stance, and raised both arms.

"Smack!" *2

"What?!"

Before the joy on their faces could even surface after sensing that they had hit targets number one and nine, they felt a heart-wrenching pain in their fists. They looked up in a daze...

But they saw Madara Uchiha with his arms crossed, casually clenching his fists in his hands, and no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't pull them out.

"this one?"

His cloak swayed wildly in the wind from the two men's punches, and only after he had blocked their attacks did it slowly fall down, followed by Madara Uchiha's slightly irritating mocking voice.

"Didn't you eat breakfast before leaving home?"

"Damn it!"

Number One was so angry that the veins on his forehead bulged. He was about to swing his other fist at Uchiha Madara when he saw the other party turn into a spinning top. With a nimble twist, the clone, who couldn't stop in time, was instantly thrown dozens of meters away and slammed hard to the ground.

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

Madara Uchiha stood proudly with his arms crossed, looking completely confident of victory.

Just then, an exasperated voice rang in his ears.

"Stop posing, come help!"

Turning his head in confusion, Madara Uchiha saw several flashes of dense blue light as two clones relentlessly bombarded the area. Through the smoke and dust, he could vaguely make out Tobirama Senju's somewhat disheveled figure.

"How ugly!"

Madara Uchiha shook his head, and in a flash, appeared next to Number Two and Number Eight. The two clones who were using indiscriminate attacks to bombard Tobirama Senju froze.

"you"

Before the two could speak, Madara Uchiha's merciless hand pressed down on their astonished faces.

"Boom!"

The next moment, the two clones' heads were pressed into the ground, and their consciousness was plunged into darkness.

"I told you not to come and cause trouble, but you wouldn't listen."

Withdrawing his hand from the head of the clone with the round eyes, Madara Uchiha glanced at the panting Tobirama Senju and mocked him mercilessly.

"If you want to step down, just say so. Anyway, Jing can perfectly replace you in your job."

"Hoo hoo. I will abdicate, but not now."

Panting heavily, Tobirama Senju straightened up and glared at the smug Madara Uchiha.

After his accidental gender reassignment, he had already considered stepping down. The heavy workload of the branch secretary greatly affected his research progress. He was only one opportunity away from stepping down.

"What are your plans to do with them?"

A few seconds later, Tobirama Senju, having regained some of his strength, pointed to the clones lying in disarray and raised his question.

It would be a real shame to kill all these perfect clones of the big brother, but capturing them and bringing them back to Konoha would be too shocking. This is a difficult situation.

"Of course, we'll take it back and give it to the experts to study."

"You have some good taste."

Upon hearing Madara Uchiha's answer, Tobirama Senju unconsciously straightened his back, a hint of smugness appearing on his face. He thought to himself, "That old Uchiha Madara has a pretty good eye for people."

"What are you so happy about? You're not taking a single one of these clones with you."

"Huh?" Wasn't this for me?

"I'm going to send them to my older cousin for research. I don't trust your skills."

Seeing the undisguised disdain in Madara Uchiha's eyes, Tobirama Senju almost fainted from anger. So, in Madara's eyes, his research technology was inferior to that curly-haired guy?

Hmm... it seems that in some aspects, we really can't compare.

"No, at least give me one, two!"

"Didn't we assign two of you? Go find those two."

Madara Uchiha would keep his spoils to himself and wouldn't share his achievements with this white-haired guy. He immediately waved his hand, telling the other person to go back to the previous spot to clean up the battlefield.

In the void, Jigen stroked his chin, his face showing no anxiety over the clone's defeat. Instead, he looked at Uchiha Madara with curiosity.

"Who created this Knight System? How can such indigenous technology unleash such power?"

"In that case, let me see whose technology is superior."

"Status 3, activation approved." (End of Chapter)