"Sure enough, your movements are much slower than before!"
What he saw with his Byakugan was correct. The flow of chakra in Uchiha Madara's body had become slower. Otherwise, with his strength in his prime, I wouldn't even be able to break his armor. The power of the Mangekyō Sharingan could see all his movements, making all his attack intentions visible.
Hyūga Tennin stepped forward again, with chakra surging and terrifying power gathering on his palms. Hit him, hit him, hit him! Send the Gentle Fist into his body, destroying his tenketsu points, blocking the flow of his chakra, and further reducing his reaction ability!
Hyūga Tennin increased his speed to the limit of his life. Facing the pair of Sharingan that still only had three tomoe, he not only did not feel the anger of being despised but instead felt a hint of joy. Just continue to be so arrogant, Uchiha Madara! Under such circumstances, facing me, Hyūga Tennin, you are still so arrogant that you disdain to use the power of your Mangekyō Sharingan. Then, never use this trick again!
"Eight Trigrams One Hundred Twenty-Eight Palms!"
Hyūga Tennin has been working hard for decades and has never slacked off. After being defeated in the first battle against Uchiha Madara, he became even more violent when practicing the Gentle Fist. The huge force pouring out from his palms even had a hint of Strong Fist. Not only did he want to use his Gentle Fist to easily destroy the opponent's internal organs, but he also wanted to be able to directly use his extremely powerful fists to tear everything in front of him into pieces. Only by combining hardness and softness can his fists become more powerful!
"How interesting!"
Seeing Hyūga Tennin's performance, the smile on Uchiha Madara's mouth widened even further. What a surprising guy. Compared to those rigid Hyūga clan shinobi, the fists of this guy, Hyūga Tennin, have a different flavor. You are almost catching up to your previous self before you awakened the Mangekyō Sharingan. It's just a little bit off!
"Come on, Hyūga Tennin, bring out all your strength and make me even happier!"
Facing the Gentle Fist and Eight Trigrams Palms that came like a storm, Uchiha Madara urged his already tired body to rush towards the opponent. Violent chakra also burst out from his body. As the two continued to fight, the huge force spread out to the surroundings and to the ground.
Bang bang bang! The huge force created by the massive chakra explosion in an instant continued to impact the environment around them. Huge craters were punched into the ground. The trees in the distance were shattered one by one by the violent air pressure that seemed almost tangible.
"That's it, that's it!"
Fists struck each other, and the pain was transmitted through the nerves to the brain. The organs in the body screamed in protest, and adrenaline surged wildly, greatly suppressing the pain and making the brain more excited. So what if I get hurt? So what if I bleed? This is fighting; this is killing!
The long-lost passion had returned to Uchiha Madara's body again! In his eyes, the almost crushing victories before—wave after wave of rogue shinobi and bounty hunters being slaughtered—couldn't even be considered battles. It was just like stepping on ants, a boring, joyless and meaningless activity.
His blood seemed to boil even hotter. Uchiha Madara's body, which had seemed somewhat stiff, now warmed up again, becoming more lively and full of fighting spirit. Occasionally, besides controlling massive constructs against Hashirama in earth-shaking battles, it's also truly wonderful to have this kind of flesh-to-flesh, fist-to-fist combat!
Uchiha Madara began to enjoy it more. He danced gracefully, intoxicated, under the violent storm-like Gentle Fist assault of Hyūga Tennin. However, the sweat on Hyūga Tennin's brow grew increasingly profuse.
"Monster!"
Uchiha Madara, what kind of monster are you? Looking at the dancing man before him, the sense of oppression he exuded became ever more solemn. His body had clearly been very stiff just moments ago, and several of his tenketsu points had undoubtedly been sealed by the Gentle Fist. Yet this man still acted as if nothing had happened and fought with passionate intensity.
He is enjoying the battle, he is reveling in the pain, and he is savoring every moment. And even in this state, his chakra and ocular power continue to improve. His combat ability grows stronger, his techniques more refined, and his body seems to come alive, becoming more vigorous and agile. This man seems born for battle. Possessing such courage and such madness!
Hateful! Clearly his previous battle with Senju Hashirama should have left him severely injured. Clearly that battle should have drained his ocular power! Then why—why does this man keep growing stronger and stronger? The pressure now enveloped his entire being!
"Rotation!"
He had been striving forward with all his might, wanting to use his Gentle Fist and Eight Trigrams Palms to completely overwhelm his opponent or at least exhaust his last reserves of strength. So why now must he use Rotation to repel the enemy? The multiple wounds on his body kept reminding him that it was time to retreat, to flee, otherwise he would be completely overwhelmed.
But I feel so unwilling. I had clearly resolved myself, determined to advance regardless of cost. Yet now, facing the severely injured Uchiha Madara, I'm afraid again. I didn't dare approach him at his peak, and even now in this state, I'm still terrified, wanting to run away. My body shakes uncontrollably.
Hyūga Tennin's reason and the ambitions in his heart wrestled madly with each other. "Come on, come at me!" Looking at Uchiha Madara before him—face lit with a smile, clearly still unsatisfied—Hyūga Tennin suddenly understood. Perhaps even if the Byakugan could truly evolve, granting even greater power... I still wouldn't be a match for Uchiha Madara and Senju Hashirama.
In terms of fighting spirit, I had already lost completely and utterly! I strove desperately to obtain greater strength, yet I was fearful and timid, lacking the courage to launch an all-out assault against Uchiha Madara and Senju Hashirama. I lost.
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