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

Madara Uchiha's gaze deepened. In an instant, he sensed a subtle threat emanating from the strange dial in the clone's hand, the purpose of which was unknown. This caused his previously eager heart to sink inexplicably.

At the same moment the dial appeared, the Nine-Tailed Card at his waist began to stir violently.

Just moments ago, the Nine-Tailed Fox was full of energy, but now its fur stood on end, and its nine thick tails were held high.

It snarled, staring at the watch face in the clone's hand, a hint of fear flickering in its narrow, beastly eyes.

"Nine-Tails, do you know what that is?"

Upon noticing the Nine-Tails' unusual activity, Madara Uchiha asked in his mind,

"have no idea."

Nine-Tailed Fox shook its head. Although it had a deep-seated fear of the watch face, it did not know its origin.

This is understandable, though. After the Sage of Six Paths separated the nine tailed beasts from the Divine Tree, he gave the Gedo Mazo, which served as the vessel for the tailed beasts' chakra, to his younger brother. So it's understandable that Kurama (the Nine-Tails) has no memory of the cage that imprisoned it.

Is it a tremor from instinct?

Seeing that he had not gotten an answer, Madara Uchiha looked thoughtfully at the various watch faces in the hands of the clones. If these things could make Kurama (the Nine-Tails) feel so threatened, they must be something extraordinary.

The first clone held the watch face to his chest, his face full of arrogance, all traces of his previous dejection gone. With a light touch of his finger, the watch face instantly shone brightly.

"Shukaku!"

"Is that... a raccoon dog's head?"

Madara Uchiha, with his excellent eyesight, focused his gaze, taking in the entire pattern depicted on the watch face.

On the ominous dial was the One-Tailed Knight, with whom he had once fought a passionate battle.

The dials on the other clones also depict the Tailed Beast Riders that Madara Uchiha had once seen.

"Another trip!"

"Isobu!"

"Sun Wukong!"

"Chongming!"

"Demon!"

"Nine Lama!"

The sounds echoed in Madara Uchiha's ears. Watching the clones suddenly insert glowing dials into their bodies, he abruptly swung his spear, unleashing a torrent of condensed Tailed Beast Bullets.

He is a knight, but also a ninja. It would be against all reason not to exploit the after-effects.

"Boom!"

A violent explosion rang out instantly, drowning out the eerie sound emanating from the watch face. Thick smoke and dust billowed up, but Madara Uchiha's heart sank.

Adhering to the principle of "no harm even with smoke," his attack was likely ineffective.

slam-la-

Sure enough, a shockwave rising from the center of the explosion quickly swept away the smoke and dust, revealing seven figures with distinct appearances inside.

"Is this... a knight?"

Upon seeing the other party, Madara Uchiha's pupils contracted slightly, because the figures before him bore a striking resemblance to the Tailed Beast Riders he had seen before.

However, compared to the aesthetically pleasing knight's armor, its appearance has a more strange and ferocious look.

Take the One-Tailed Rider as an example. The clone transformed into the Tanuki-headed Rider. Its adorable mask was covered with sharp teeth, and it also had protruding horns on its elbows and knees. Its muscles were bulging all over its body, and it exuded savagery and madness.

"Round three, begin."

Before Madara Uchiha could think further, the seven Another Riders charged towards him. Leading the charge was none other than Clone No. 9, with whom he had frequently clashed.

The opponent is now also wearing white and red armor, with sharp edges all over his body. Compared to his transformed Extreme Fox form, Number Nine looks more like a raging beast.

"Nisuchi!"

Having entered his third state, Number Nine now possessed power comparable to the Nine-Tails Knight. As he leaped high into the air, a menacingly shaped spear-blade appeared in his hand, and the heavy blade slashed down fiercely towards Madara Uchiha.

"Bang!"

Madara Uchiha raised his spear to block, but the immense force he felt in his hand startled him; his opponent's strength had increased by more than one level.

But that wasn't all. A blinding red light flashed in Number Nine's eyes, and the decorative cloak behind him suddenly billowed up, bursting forth with streaks of fire like thrusters.

The sudden turn of events caught Madara Uchiha off guard. Although he was forced to retreat, he did not lose his composure.

As he steadied himself with his lower body, his waist softened, and his upper body leaned backward, using the backbend to throw the unstoppable Number Nine behind him.

"Thump!"

Unable to stop, Number Nine crashed heavily into the rock wall behind Madara Uchiha, his head embedded in the hard rock, with only his body struggling outside.

"madness."

After giving a brief assessment of Android Nine's newfound power, Madara Uchiha shook his head dismissively.

Even if these clones are incredibly powerful, without the corresponding combat experience, they are nothing more than children wielding weapons.

"How dare you underestimate us! Attack us all at once!"

Unexpectedly, the transformed Number Nine suffered a swift defeat. Number One, who had been observing from the sidelines, immediately waved his hand, and the remaining clones swarmed forward, with energies of various colors rising from their bodies.

In an instant, the sea of ​​sand surged with giant waves, and eerie blue flames burst forth from the scorching magma. Floating scales shimmered in the dark ink, like stars.

Madara Uchiha's gaze sharpened, and with a flick of his nine fox tails behind him, his figure became elusive.

With the help of super-speed, he dodged several sand spears thrown by the first clone with just a sidestep, and appeared behind the opponent in a flash, kicking the opponent hard in the butt.

"ah!?"

Number One, who had failed to catch a trace of Uchiha Madara, was completely bewildered in mid-air, and then plunged headfirst into the sand wave he was controlling in a very embarrassing manner.

As soon as Madara Uchiha landed, a column of water suddenly surged from beneath his feet. Powered by the tailed beast's chakra, the water seemed to come alive, tightly binding him within it.

After struggling for a few moments, a blue figure suddenly solidified in the water; the turtle rider, transformed from clone number three, dissolved into the water.

He raised a sharp spear and thrust it towards Madara Uchiha's forehead.

"snort!"

Faced with this desperate situation, Madara Uchiha merely snorted coldly, and his cloak suddenly burst into blazing flames, instantly evaporating the water column enveloping him.

"Thump!"

Having lost its carrier, No. 3 landed in a sorry state, its body covered with burns from the high temperature.

The battle was incredibly fast-paced, with another wave of attacks following closely behind. A red figure moved like a ghost, so fast that even Madara Uchiha's Sharingan couldn't catch it.

In the blink of an eye, he was surrounded by the rushing red figures, and a sense of being locked on arose spontaneously.

"Eat six of my kicks!"

The red figure leaped high into the air, its size 45 foot aimed at Madara Uchiha's head. A red glint flashed in Madara's eyes, his cloak billowed, and he entered a state of supersonic speed.

"ha?"

Number Four, whose kick missed completely, stared wide-eyed in disbelief. He couldn't believe that he, who could even blast apart the Insect King, couldn't even hit Uchiha Madara.

"Are you fast?"

As Madara Uchiha's ghostly voice rang in his ears, Number Four immediately sprang into action, once again entering super-fast mode.

Two figures, one in white and one in red, swiftly crossed paths. A few breaths later, the red figure was the first to be thrown out of the high-speed tunnel, crashing heavily to the ground.

"Bang!"

After exiting the super-speed state, Madara Uchiha crossed his arms with an arrogant expression. In the blink of an eye, he had knocked several arrogant clones speechless. It seems that this so-called state three was nothing but a facade.

"Um?"

However, before Madara Uchiha could continue to gloat, he suddenly felt a slight numbness in his body, and his brows immediately furrowed.

"Hehe, do your legs feel numb?"

Number Seven, clad in heavy silver armor, emerged with a sinister air. Madara Uchiha then noticed that the surrounding air was filled with microscopic scales, invisible to the naked eye. These tiny scales had escaped the filter of his mask and seeped into his body.

"you"

Madara Uchiha was about to take a step when the feeling of obstruction under his feet made him feel disoriented, and he lowered his head in confusion.

"Ink?"

Suddenly, black liquid covered his feet. The viscous ink, like asphalt, stuck his feet firmly to the ground, preventing Madara Uchiha from moving an inch.

"Number two, it's your turn!"

Number Eight, having unleashed his ink-binding technique, shouted, and Madara Uchiha felt a chill run down his spine.

A silver figure appeared behind him; it was the second clone, nearly half-beastified, with thick claw-like armor covering its arms.

"roar!"

With a low growl, it thrust its massive claws towards Madara Uchiha's kidneys.

"How could I possibly let you have your way!"

At this critical moment, a blue phantom appeared on Madara Uchiha's body.

[Lightweight Susanoo Armor]

Despite the double protection, Number Two's claws only managed to pierce Susanoo's defenses before stopping abruptly.

Taking advantage of the moment when his opponent was momentarily distracted, Madara Uchiha enlarged his fox tail cloak to a gigantic size. The nine fox tails lashed out like tentacles, and Number Two, unable to dodge in time, was sent flying dozens of meters away by the slaps of the fox tails.

The surrounding ground was instantly destroyed, and Madara Uchiha took the opportunity to break free of his restraints and leap into the air, floating in the air.

"Huh? I can fly now!"

Surprised to discover he had unlocked a new ability, Madara Uchiha stared in astonishment at the fluttering fox tail cloak behind him, his heart filled with delight.

He wasn't incapable of flying before, but the conditions for flying were quite demanding, requiring the use of Susanoo.

Now, he can fly simply by transforming, and this way of flying is more agile and more conducive to actual combat than the cumbersome Susanoo.

"Air combat, huh? Things are getting interesting."

Madara Uchiha was immersed in the joy of his gains when his seventh clone suddenly unfurled several pairs of wings. The buzzing feathers flapped, and the heavy body took to the sky at a considerable speed.

"Although you possess the power of a knight, you are still far inferior to the original master."

Looking at the ferocious-looking silver knight, Madara Uchiha couldn't help but think of that resolute bounty hunter, whose strength and character had earned his approval.

Unlike this strange-looking fellow, who possesses the power of the Seven-Tailed Knight but commits despicable acts.

"We are the genuine product!"

Number Seven, wielding a thick, short blade, charged towards Uchiha Madara at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye. The scales rising from his wings transformed into sharp spears, which eventually converged at a single point.

"A fake is still a fake."

With a disdainful smirk, Madara Uchiha's fox tail swayed behind him as he swooped down, the spear in his hand expanding at his will until it reached a size of ten meters.

"boom!"

The massive spearhead and the spear made of scales clashed together, producing a deafening sound.

After a brief struggle, their figures intersected, and Madara Uchiha landed steadily. The massive spear in his hand gradually faded, eventually returning to its normal size.

"I'm not."

Meanwhile, Number Seven, suspended in mid-air, remained eerily silent. After a few seconds, he turned his head with difficulty.

A faint light flickered in its scarlet compound eyes, and the thick, short blade that had fallen from its hand began to disintegrate, while the feathers on its back shattered one by one.

"Fake."

"Thump!"

"Now you're the only one left."

After dealing with Number Seven, Madara Uchiha looked at the purple minotaur, and the Number Eight clone immediately narrowed its eyes.

He hadn't expected his teammates to be so incompetent, all talk and no action, failing to even break through Madara Uchiha's defenses before shutting up. They were a disgrace to their clone army.

Sure enough, when things get desperate, you still have to rely on Old Eight!

"I'm different from them!"

Under Madara Uchiha's mocking gaze, Number Eight raised the massive, buzzing chainsaw in his hand, his face filled with arrogant fighting spirit.

"Oh?"

Madara Uchiha raised an eyebrow. He hadn't expected that this clone would still retain some backbone even in dire straits; it was truly rare.

He immediately landed back on the ground, flicking the blade of his gun.

"Then let me see how you differ from them."

"Buzzing!"

He was met with a massive chain tooth that came crashing down on him.

"Well done!"

"Bang!~"

Madara Uchiha raised his weapon with a look of excitement on his face. The shockwave from the collision instantly flattened the surrounding trees.

"That's more like it!"

Having fought the Eight-Tails Knight before, Madara Uchiha vividly remembered its ruthless power. Although the knight before him was a fake, the power it displayed was in no way inferior to the real thing.

"Hmm"

Number Eight gritted his teeth and put all his strength into his arms, barely managing to match Madara Uchiha's strength.

But seeing that Madara Uchiha looked relaxed, he couldn't help but feel a little desperate. He started swinging the chainsaw wildly, attacking without any strategy or method.

"Bang!"

After only a few exchanges, Number Eight's chainsaw was knocked away by a single sword strike, and he was quickly defeated.

With some displeasure, Madara Uchiha glanced at the purple minotaur who had just ignited his fighting spirit and ruthlessly kicked him away.

You ejaculated after only a few thrusts?

"That's it? That's it?"

"Tsk!"

Above the void, Cixian watched the rapidly falling clones, a knowing look on his face.

"I was really too stupid."

He shook his head slightly in exasperation, then put down his wine glass, a wisp of blue energy igniting at his fingertips.

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, Cixian snapped her fingers, and the energy at her fingertips vanished without a trace. The clones on the battlefield below froze, a barely perceptible blue light flashing in their multicolored compound eyes.

"Substitution!" (End of Chapter)