Kitsuchi: Explode!

Rumble!

The forces of water and fire obeyed the summons of their respective masters and began a frantic collision between the mountains.

Many of the earthen mountains were not actually within the targets of the water and fire dragons' attacks, yet they still collapsed helplessly under the fierce and boundless power of the two.

Now that the world's most powerful ninjas were competing against each other, even if they just appeared around the battlefield of the two, they could be crushed into pieces.

Fortunately, this duel between water and fire didn't last long.

"Heh... what a terrifying flame."

With an earth-shattering explosion, Makoto left behind a series of stumps and escaped the very center of the battle.

Uchiha Madara smiled coldly and slowly walked out of the smoke created by the explosion, but did not pursue.

"Is this your power?"

"Nothing more than that."

Makoto bounced on the ground more than a dozen times in a row, which completely removed the impulse from his body. He waved his hand, extinguishing the flames that stained his hand.

"This is the strongest... ever was really an eye-opener."

In the jutsu duel just now, Makoto lost.

Uchiha Madara is, after all, the pinnacle of the last era, the true endurance body phantom three hundred and sixty degrees without a dead angle of ruthlessness.

And Makoto... he has never added points in terms of ninjutsu.

Makoto is indeed a super Kage battle power, but his addition point is very extreme, ninjutsu is really not his strength.

However, he was not frustrated, but rather took it for granted.

After all, his opponent was Uchiha Madara, it would be strange for him to be able to spell ninjutsu.

"Round one is over."

"Then - round 2!"

Makoto adjusted his breathing, retrieved the sweater that Minato had hand-knitted for him into his scroll, and then shook his spirit and charged towards Uchiha Madara once again.

Uchiha Madara did not dodge either, and similarly charged towards Makoto.

This really was a person who was proud to death.

Even if he didn't have any equipment on his body, or even his Sharingan, he wouldn't run away without a fight.

Thud!

Both of their stances were extremely swift, and in just a split second, their arms collided viciously together. The hurricane that immediately followed swept everywhere, completely engulfing the two men's figures.

In the next moment, the two began an extremely dangerous close quarters short fight.

Instead of taijutsu, it was more like a dance.

The two's figures flashed continuously between the hurricanes, their movements sometimes gentle, sometimes violent, making it impossible for outsiders to tell the difference between the real and the imaginary.

The only thing people can be sure of is that no matter what kind of moves, if they really fall on the body of an ordinary person, they will definitely bring devastating consequences...

Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop - heh!

Punches, finger chippings, elbow strikes, knee strikes, all sorts of moves were used by both of them. In both of their eyes, there was only each other left.

Pure and surging killing intent raged everywhere, and the two just madly dismantled each other's moves, until after three hundred moves, the two just violently separated and stood opposite each other.

Slap slap slap slap...heh!

Uchiha Madara twisted his neck, wiped away the slight traces of blood on his face brought out by Makoto's fingertips, and spat out two mouthfuls of bloody foam in satisfaction.

"Compared to your level of ninjutsu, your taijutsu are finally decent... This is what makes you look like a Hokage!"

Dance-chan, please don't judge a person by the standards of Shodaime Hokage, okay?

That guy wasn't normal.

Makoto rubbed his sore and swollen fist and whistled.

"You're not bad either, much stronger than expected."

His mouth said frivolous words, but Makoto's heart was full of sirens - from the physical confrontation just now, it was Makoto who had a slight advantage, after all, he was unharmed, while the Uchiha Madara spat out some blood.

But Makoto knew very well that the current Uchiha Madara was not in a full state. Without his Sharingan, his strength had dropped dramatically.

-Sharingan was not only the core of Uchiha Madara's skills, it was likewise the core of his passive panel. Those insights added by the writing wheel eyes can really make a big difference in battle.

The root cause of Sasuke's ability to use Chidori was the large amount of insight provided by Sharingan.

Although Makoto didn't have his Byakugan on either, his advantage was actually quite limited in a taijutsu confrontation.

The strongest of the previous generation always had two tricks up their sleeves in their hands, and they were not at all the same thing as those stragglers out there.

Uchiha Madara's power made Makoto a bit nervous, yet at the same time, he also made Makoto really excited in a rare moment.

While he confronted Uchiha Madara, his mind was constantly thinking about how to completely take down Uchiha Madara.

This is not easy, after all, Uchiha Madara itself does not have flaws, is a true hexagonal warrior... No, he still has weaknesses.

Sleeping technique.

Makoto instantly thought of a way to restrain Uchiha Madara's taijutsu.

Even if you are not a ninja who specializes in physical arts, you will more or less practice some taijutsu for self-defense - on the battlefield, it is normal to fight until you run out of blue, after all, not everyone is as perverted as the Shodaime Hokage, the blue bar is so long that you can't see the bottom.

In this case, the ninja's bedding skills will not be too weak according to reason.

However the fact is exactly the opposite...

Because in the battlefield where the fighting is incomparably intense, as long as you fall to the ground, then you will basically certainly become a living target for other people.

Whether you're actively dragging the fight into a ground battle, or you're being tripped up.

The battlefield wasn't a friendly ring match, the ninjas who were killing each other were not going to talk about martial virtues, much less give you time to read the seconds.

That's why all the way down to the ninja brats in the dojo, and up to those great masters of Six Sage level, when using physical arts, they all tend to use striking techniques to knock down their opponents.

They would not voluntarily use sleeping techniques until they had to.

Makoto had grown up so much that he had never really seen a ninja who would regularly use sleeping technique.

...Unless the opponent is their wife.

With Uchiha Madara's combat power, there shouldn't be many people who can force him to have to use his sleeping techniques to decide the winner. Among the many combat techniques he knew, his bedding technique was definitely the weakest.

Makoto instantly determined this matter.

But he did not do so.

"This battle... isn't about dividing winners and losers..."

Makoto never feared fighting, but he never fought for the sake of fighting.

So he directly gave up on the idea and instead clapped his hands together, unleash his kekkei genkai.

In the next moment, a huge Guanyin statue with a golden body and a half-crying, half-smiling face appeared behind him.

T/N: Guanyin is a Bodhisattva associated with compassion. She is the East Asian representation of Avalokitesvara and has been adopted by other Eastern religions such as Chinese Buddhism, Confucianism, Taoism and Chinese folk religion

Only this Guanyin was seen to have eight arms and a compassionate face. It was just that the hands that should have been holding various weapons were now empty.

"Sure enough it worked... the difference between me and him is getting smaller and smaller..."

This Goddess of Mercy was the very same technique that Good Soul had used when he had crashed Obito back then.

It looked like a Guanyin, but it hit people with a thief's ruthlessness, and if it was combined with the pink furred bunny rabbit, it was even more capable of directly making the ultimate sword technique like the Angel of Peace.

The Angel of Peace is truly a thousand strikes in a single moment, and each attack represents the elimination of a possibility. Any enemy facing the Angel of Peace could only resist it - the release speed of this skill was simply too fast, and Obito couldn't even release his Kamui before he was directly stabbed blind.

This Buddha statue was exquisite, and it was the highest manifestation of the Suo clan's kekkei genkai. Before Makoto just knew such a thing, but it was difficult to coalesce out, but now it was an overnight success...

Of course it wasn't because he suddenly had an epiphany, but rather after the Good Soul had been used many times, it formed a muscle memory that allowed the body to spontaneously memorize the exact method of use.

When facing a strong enemy, Makoto's fighting instinct was passively activated. The many techniques that had been inscribed on the body by the Good Soul would naturally revive randomly as well.

Although because it was a passive activation, it was certainly not as powerful as using it actively. However, for Makoto, it would be sufficient.... In the near future, he would surely fight with the Good Soul, and if he wanted to win against the Good Soul, he would have to break the Good Soul's many powerful skills. It is difficult to rely on him alone, but if you add the Uchiha Madara...

That's right, at this moment, Makoto was planning to let Uchiha Madara help him break the Good Soul's moves!

He wasn't afraid that Uchiha Madara wouldn't take the bait.

This proud to death guy...

As expected, seeing the huge golden Goddess of Mercy that suddenly appeared behind Makoto, not only did Uchiha Madara not feel fearful, but instead, he had a bit of interest.

"It seems to be something similar to the Uchiha family's Susanoo... No, it's more like the Yin-Yang Release's Creation of All Things Technique... Heh, it seems to be very interesting... "

Uchiha Madara so coldly laughed, body flying towards Makoto at the same time, heavily stomped on the ground, dozens of tiny stones immediately from multiple directions, towards the golden Goddess of Mercy rushed.

This hand looked simple and didn't seem to have any killing power, but in essence it was Uchiha Madara's test.

Uchiha Madara both liked to laugh maniacally and his fighting style seemed to be very wavy. But it doesn't mean that he is naive, with rich combat experience, he actually fights very steadily.

He didn't think that some stones in the area would be able to break down the illusionary Kannon that Makoto had condensed. However, Guanyin's next action would determine Uchiha Madara's next means of attack.

Even without his Sharingan, Uchiha Madara's various Ninjutsu were still a masterpiece. He just liked to use certain jutsu, it didn't mean he couldn't use other jutsu.

An ample reserve of jutsu allowed him to easily find the right jutsu to restrain whatever enemy he faced.

It's just... that he still underestimated the attack speed of the Goddess of Mercy a little.

The six palms of Guanyin's hands flew up and down, instantly knocking away all the stones that flew from every angle. At the same time, the remaining two palms of the Guanyin violently merged together, like swatting a mosquito, closing the Uchiha Madara in the middle.

"Pfft!"

Guanyin's two palms were fast and furious, and if they were combined with the pink furred bunny rabbit, Uchiha Madara would have been seriously injured even if he didn't die.

However, because of Makoto's active release, Kannon had no way to release her deadliest attack, and could only use her palms against the enemy.

This likewise caused considerable damage to Uchiha Madara, and even caused his organs to quake. However, Uchiha Madara, who had incomparably rich experience against the enemy, still managed to withstand the damage and complete the jutsu.

"Fire Release: Great Fire Annihilation!"

The terrifying Ninjutsu that could temporarily suppress the entire ninja alliance army in a single move was revealed to the world, and under a normal fight, Makoto would definitely have to hold off for the time being. But now that he had to rely on Uchiha Madara to force out as many moves as possible that the Good Soul was hiding, he naturally wouldn't avoid them.

He dragged Kannon hard and ate all the damage from Howling Fire Extinction.

Crunch, crunch...

In the midst of the galloping flames, the golden Guanyin protected Makoto in death. But its body quickly showed countless huge cracks, and after a crisp burst, the golden Guanyin didn't last until the end of the jutsu, and collapsed.

...It turns out to be a glass cannon, compared to defense, is it only good at attacking.

Combined with Good Soul's battle at the time when a sword strongly broke Kamui, Makoto's understanding of this golden Goddess of Mercy was further enhanced.

The good news was that this Guanyin he had created with his blood was not as good at offense and defense as Susanoo.

The bad news was that when the Good Spirit manipulated the Guanyin, he certainly wouldn't be foolish enough to stand still and take damage... no, even if he also stood still, it would still be difficult to destroy... that was a pervert who could use ninjutsu to hit the Hyuga Gentle Fist effect.

In terms of fine manipulation of chakra, the gap between the two was large and completely unreasonable.

Makoto gazed before him, but in his heart, he couldn't help but think about the battle with the Good Soul in the future.

Just at this time, the Golden Goddess of Mercy completely collapsed. Seizing this excellent opportunity, Uchiha Madara immediately bullied his way forward.

"You fellow, how dare you get distracted in the middle of a battle with me - awaken!"

Uchiha Madara shouted so, his body had already appeared in front of Makoto.

A killing intent as piercing as ice and snow came to the face!

The current Uchiha Madara was in an extremely bad state, he didn't have any ninjutsu, the chakra eye he had to wasn't in his body, and what he encountered was the fully armed Makoto.

However, his poor state could not break him down, but instead made him fall into a complete battle frenzy.

Between the boiling and whistling of chakra, Uchiha Madara's hand blade was already only a few centimeters away from Makoto's heart.

The next moment would be death.

In a battle between an expert and an expert, a trick like a body-substitution technique would hardly work, let alone this kind of ultra-high-intensity physical combat where every second counted.

Facing this kind of high-speed sudden advance similar to a book of slamming hands, Makoto felt that the best thing to do right now was to be subjected to the body in order to avoid the vitals.

For other people, even if they didn't get a full hit, eating this move hard would be a dead end. But Makoto's body was a bit too high, as long as he wasn't killed in seconds on the spot, he could always recover slowly.

Hard resistance is never a wise move... but Makoto refused the best evasion program provided by his brain.

He just stood there stupidly, allowing Uchiha's fingertips to pierce his body.

But - just as he thought, before actually stabbing Makoto's heart, his body once again acted on its own without warning.

At this moment, physical instinct once again overcame Makoto's own consciousness.

Makoto's consciousness did nothing, but he could sense with incomparable clarity that the force of Uchiha Madara's stabbing blow had been reversed.

He had clearly hit his target, but this power was still reversed.

Uchiha Madara clearly realized this subtle change as well.

"This move is..."

His reaction was fast, but Makoto's body was faster than him.

Because his body didn't need to think at all.

The moment Uchiha Madara's power was diverted, Makoto's body also completed a dissipation of extremely high purity at the same time. His entire person was like a handkerchief flying through a storm, looking incomparably dangerous, but actually as stable as an old dog who had attained the Way.

His entire body was light and airy, mixed with no force. However, this was all just a genjutsu - in the next moment, Makoto's entire body's strength was focused on his right arm, connecting with the stabbing force that Uchiha Madara had struck earlier, and rebounded back fiercely!

In the Eastern martial arts, this move is called Dou Zhuan Xing Shi.

T/N: Dou Zhuan Xing Shi is a metaphor meat that time passes quickly, it is also a martial art in Jin Yong's martial arts novel "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils"

In modern times, this technique is known as receive-resolve-exert.

In the comics, this move is called Dead Force and Mountain Breath.

And in this world, it had the same name - Yurei-ppoi!

T/N: two above, I couldn't find it after shoving the Chinese vocab into Google and Baidu (Chinese Google), but I found out it was a reference to Kengan Ashura (which I've never read); 'yurei-ppoi' (which what I got after I shove it into Chinese to Japanese Google Translate), translates to 'ghost fierce'

Regardless of the world, this was an extremely profound skill chain.

Uchiha Madara had fought bad battles for I don't know how many years, so he naturally recognized this extremely high-end combination of physical skills.

But he couldn't stop it.

Because the fist that had taken the strength of the two men had already heavily smashed into Uchiha Madara's waist.

Even the fiercer fierce man who had his waist sliced could only kneel helplessly and beg for mercy. Uchiha Madara's will is firm, his body is even more thousand hammered, such an attack has not been able to kill him at once.

But even so, Uchiha Madara's attack was still forcefully interrupted. He fell to one knee on the ground, his eyes bursting into blackness, and surprisingly, he was unable to return to his senses for a moment.

"It's really scary... my talent."

From a certain point of view, this fellow, Good Soul, was really better at whole living than he was.

If he fought him head on afterward... it would definitely be an incomparably painful memory.

However, that was something for later.

"It looks like this is the end for you as well... What a disappointment."

"Come to your senses, Uchiha Madara!"

A guy as proud as Uchiha Madara would definitely not admit defeat to a junior like him. That's why Makoto deliberately said this to serve as an encouragement to Uchiha Madara.

Just as he thought, Uchiha Madara, who was still in a blackout, immediately recovered his spirit, and withstood the sharp pain in his waist, Makoto once again tangled with him.

However, Makoto could clearly feel that this time, Uchiha Madara fought much more steadily than before.

-Even though his mouth was still spewing trash talk, Uchiha Madara still treated Makoto as an even opponent.

Knowing that now was not the time for idle thoughts, Makoto hurriedly suppressed the distracting thoughts and continued to tangle with Uchiha Madara.

With the help of Uchiha Madara's efforts, the hidden killing moves of that bastard Good Soul were found one by one by Makoto.

-Perhaps he hadn't intentionally hidden them and was just exercising them on a daily basis. But even so, these skills imprinted in his body were still an existence Makoto could not imagine.

The two of them fought faster and faster, and the more they fought, the more frightened they became. After three hours of such close combat, the two finally couldn't stand it at all, and struck each other with a palm strike, disengaging from the battle circle at the same time.

Drenched in sweat like pulp, the two looked at each other, the same began to bend down hard to catch their breath.

Many people can run a marathon, can run a hundred meters, but only to four hundred meters to avoid like a snake scorpion, in fact, there is a reason.

With the physical strength of the two people, even if they didn't sleep for a few days and nights, they didn't have any problems. But this kind of stop and go anaerobic high intensity battle, three hours let them exhausted...

Both of them were panting hard, but Makoto knew that he had actually won.

Admittedly, without Reibi's help, and other people in the summit match, Makoto's lack of blue shortcomings will become particularly obvious.

However, Makoto had intentionally dragged Uchiha Madara into a taijutsu duel, and even if he only had one card of blue, it was still barely enough.

Without using big skills, the damage was indeed more scratchy, but Makoto's body would heal itself.

The body is high is this benefit, can be the same as the Shodaime Hokage, directly unprinted self-healing.

Don't look at Makoto hit the starting dance sauce very scratch, starting dance sauce hit him in fact the same scratch. But Makoto can self-heal, but he can not... really so consume each other down, must be Uchiha Madara first be dragged to death.

The opposite side of the Uchiha Madara, also seems to notice this matter.

At this time he most likely already know, today is not able to kill Makoto. And as long as Makoto is still alive, it is impossible for him to return, and his dream naturally cannot be realized... it is time to retreat.

He is just proud, not stupid.

In war, strategic retreat is also an inevitable thing.

Makoto sensed his mind, but he had no thoughts of blocking it - if he didn't intentionally give Uchiha Madara a chance to run away, what was he doing running to Land of Earth.

If he fought in Konoha, Uchiha Madara would not stand a chance.

Black Zetsu had told him a long time ago that Uchiha Madara had a hidden secret base in the Land of Earth that had some spare supplies that he had hidden away.

-In Uchiha Madara's original plan, Obito would be his surrogate during the time he was dead. But he had at least been the second-in-command of a power, and knew that eggs couldn't be put in one basket, so...

Uchiha Madara's eyes were glued together, and once again, just like before, he began to physically fight Makoto.

The two fought for another ten minutes, both sides physical strength is approaching exhaustion.

Makoto got the upper hand little by little.

Just at this time, Uchiha Madara finally used an incomparably crucial Ninjutsu.

"Fire Release: Hiding in Ash and Dust Technique!"

"Yurei-ppoi!"

Just like before, Makoto did not deliberately evade the Ninjutsu, but chose to activate Yurei-ppoi to fight hard.

This time, however, the jutsu, was very special, not Uchiha Madara's beloved mass destruction jutsu, but... endless dust!

The high-temperature dust instantly exploded, inflicting tons of damage on the surrounding beings. More importantly though, it completely obscured Makoto's vision.

Makoto's ghostly violent attack managed to hit Uchiha Madara, almost completely drying out his other waist as well. But at the same time, Uchiha Madara also followed the impact and managed to blend into the smoke.

"Hahahahah, Makoto, that's my escape route!"

"The next time we meet again, it will be your death!"

Uchiha Madara laughed maniacally and completely lost sight of him. Makoto chased after him for a few kilometers, but in the end, he couldn't find any trace of him.

"In that case, he should go to the Land of Earth to find trouble... Kitsuchi, you have to make a choice, there's no way I'm going to leave a wall-rider for the future of the ninja world."

"And I, too, am going to take this opportunity to settle the matter of Kyuubi... For the young Naruto, Kyuubi is a complete debuff; with so much chakra, which he could never use up in the first place, instead of being disrupted by the Kyuubi at all times, it will become difficult to cultivate ninjutsu."

"The big deal is that after all the events are over, we'll settle him back in and let him continue to be the perfect jinchuuriki."

"It's just that Nagato there... Nagato, having lost your chakra eyes, are you still willing to follow that desperate path and continue on?"

... ...

A team of ninjas dressed as Iwa-nin walked among the mountains and forests of the Land of Earth in boredom.

They were Iwagakure ninja who had been ordered out to patrol.

Patrolling among the mountains and forests was really a hard and tiring job, but it couldn't be helped, the top had given a deadly order - in the past few years, Kiri, Kumo, and one after another had accidents. Then no matter how you look at it, the next one should also be Iwa... if a certain well-known good-for-nothing is not here right now, but he is bound to come.

In this increasingly chaotic world, Kitsuchi could not find the direction of the future for a while.

He stood at the crossroads of fate, even if he knew that the next choice would determine the survival of the village, but the matter was too big after all, he still wanted to wait and see for a while longer.

"So tired, I really want to get off work quickly and rest for a while..."

"You just a little bit out of it, all day thinking about rest, how can you do great things like this?"

"But you are always talking about big things, big things, also do not see you... hush! There seems to be someone in front of us!"

This team of Iwagakure ninja are all old acquaintances, usually spit on each other a little, everyone did not feel anything.

Anyway, in the real face of battle, they will immediately switch into life and death good brothers.

However, before a few people could finish spitting at each other, they sensed what seemed to be a strange atmosphere in the mountains and forests.

"I'll go to the front to take a look!"

"No... it's better for us to go together."

"Also good."

For some reason, the several ninjas inexplicably felt scared. They followed that strange atmosphere all the way, and soon found a young man with long hair who was taking off his shirt and healing himself in front of a certain cave.

The young man obviously noticed something as well, and he bricked his head slightly, looking coldly at the ninjas behind him.

"It's you guys, peeking at me, isn't it?"

The man's voice was so cold that one could not detect any emotional fluctuations.

However, an Iwa ninja recognized the young-looking man.

"Uchiha Madara..."

"What? What Uchiha Madara? What are you talking about?"

"Uchiha Madara! This guy is Uchiha Madara!!!