Uchiha Madara's face twisted with rage.
His arm was drenched in blood. Though still hanging from his body, it was no longer functional.
Without showing any sign of pain, Madara ripped the tattered sleeve off and let it drop to the ground.
The ninjas observing the battle nearby were stunned into silence, but Madara remained unfazed.
Suddenly, several spots of light flickered along his injured arm, emitting a dazzling halo.
In the blink of an eye, the bloody, shattered arm began to regenerate rapidly, visibly growing back to full size and strength.
Before long, the arm that had been severed was completely restored, indistinguishable from before.
This level of regeneration was simply terrifying.
Despite suffering such a grievous wound, Madara healed entirely in seconds. Could such a man ever truly be defeated?
Everyone watching was speechless.
Madara flexed his newly restored arm and tore away the shredded clothing, revealing the emblem on his chest.
There, emblazoned on his chestplate, was the face of Senju Hashirama.
This explained everything for the ninjas watching from the sidelines—Madara's instantaneous recovery came from the powers of Hashirama Senju.
Madara had inherited Wood Release and Hashirama's legendary healing abilities.
In other words, the original Uchiha Madara was already a formidable force, but not invincible.
He had once been defeated by one man: Senju Hashirama, the God of Shinobi.
But this Madara was even stronger than the original.
He was a fusion of both the Uchiha Madara's powers and the Senju Hashirama's abilities.
His strength needed no further explanation.
The ninjas from Konoha were shaken to their core.
What Madara had just shown was beyond their wildest imagination.
This meant that Uchiha Haru was now facing a combined power — Madara merged with Hashirama Senju.
Could Haru really win as easily as before?
Even Haru's most devoted supporters hesitated for a moment.
But Uchiha Haru remained calm.
He knew Madara's abilities well.
Though powerful, Madara was not invincible—especially not against him.
Haru was determined not to prolong the battle.
It had to end quickly.
If the Akatsuki reinforcements seized the opportunity while Haru was engaged with Madara, they could devastate both Konoha and Wuyun Village.
That was a catastrophe Haru refused to allow.
Only by decisively defeating Madara could they avoid disaster.
And Madara shared the same resolve.
Who was he?
Even after all these years, the ninja world still whispered his name in awe.
He had only been defeated once in his life, and he was certain only that man could ever defeat him.
Now, however, he found himself at a disadvantage against a young Uchiha from Konoha.
His defenses were shattered early on, and he was thrown into disarray.
Madara could not accept this outcome.
So, now, he was going all out.
He would show everyone the true might of Uchiha Madara.
In the next instant, a towering blue giant materialized on the battlefield.
This massive figure wielded four chakra blades in its hands.
At first, only half of the giant's form was visible, resembling a skeleton.
Slowly, the figure solidified and became more humanlike.
Finally, the blue giant donned armor, appearing as a world-destroying demon god from ancient times — utterly terrifying.
Susanoo!
Everyone present recognized this ultimate manifestation of the Mangekyō Sharingan.
Previously, during the Konoha Infiltration Exam, Uchiha Haru had used his Susanoo to block Tendo Pain's devastating Chibaku Tensei, leaving a lasting impression on all who witnessed it.
Now, Madara summoned the same powerful technique.
Seeing this, Uchiha Haru simultaneously called forth his own Susanoo.
His was a massive black shadow, gripping a spear — similar in form to Madara's, but wielding a different weapon.
Haru's Susanoo was larger.
This visibly annoyed Madara.
Though size doesn't always equal strength, a larger Susanoo certainly looked more intimidating.
However, Susanoo's maximum size was fixed and could not be consciously altered.
Thinking quickly, Madara decided on another tactic to shift the battle in his favor.
He crossed his arms in front of his chest, preparing to unleash his next move.
The next moment, four Uchiha Madaras who looked exactly like him appeared beside him simultaneously.
Behind these four Uchiha Madaras, their Susanoos also manifested at once. The gigantic armored figures quickly condensed, each identical to Madara's original Susanoo. Though the size of an individual Susanoo could not be surpassed, the sheer number of them made up for it.
However, Uchiha Haru smiled faintly.
Four exact clones of himself appeared beside him as well.
Likewise, behind each clone, massive Susanoos began to form. After fully materializing, these were even larger than Uchiha Madara's.
Seeing this, Uchiha Madara's anger only deepened.
He no longer wished to hesitate.
Mainly because he had lost the previous two encounters.
This time, he was determined to prove his strength with undeniable facts.
Although he had been outmatched physically by Uchiha Haru earlier, that did not mean he would lose in a battle of ultimate Mangekyō Sharingan power—the power of Susanoo.
Everything was still uncertain.
Besides, Uchiha Madara was extremely confident in his strength. He believed himself capable of defeating anyone.
So, Madara and his four clones surged forward simultaneously to clash with Uchiha Haru.
The same applied to Uchiha Haru.
Since Madara insisted on this Susanoo showdown, Haru was ready to meet him head-on.
Both parties in their Susanoo forms were towering giants, enormous and terrifying.
In this state, they not only possessed near-impenetrable defense but also devastating offensive power.
Even a single light slap from such a massive arm could flatten a mountain.
If directed at a person, even a gentle strike could reduce them to ashes.
Crushing ants was simpler than this.
Main body against main body, clone against clone—the battlefield erupted into a colossal Susanoo war.
Each step shook the earth.
Their attack ranges were vast and overwhelming.
Even the ninjas watching from the sidelines were affected.
They relied on their numbers and teamwork to survive the destructive aftermath.
Such devastation left them groaning in pain.
No single person could survive this level of power alone.
Only the combined strength of a team could withstand it.
And this was only the aftermath.
It was unimaginable what horrific forces Uchiha Haru and Uchiha Madara endured in the battle's core.
Nearby, the masked man and Orochimaru were watching intently.
At this moment, even Orochimaru was stunned.
The masked man, wielding a Rinnegan eye, was equally amazed.
Initially, he believed that having the Rinnegan eye made him very strong.
Though he wasn't on Madara's level, he thought the gap wasn't too great.
But after witnessing this battle, he realized how wrong he was.
He was still somewhat behind the live combat class.
The gap was hard to bridge.
Some could be explained by age and experience, but more was innate talent.
He only possessed one Sharingan.
Though the other Rinnegan was powerful, it wasn't truly his, so he couldn't fully harness its power.
In this state, he couldn't even summon his own Susanoo.
How could he hope to win such a fight?
Of course, here they were only talking about winning.
If survival was the goal, it was much simpler.
He just needed to use the God of Power technique to transport himself to the God of Power space.
This wasn't difficult for him.
As a space-time ninjutsu, God of Power had unique advantages.
It was very useful.
In the God position, he was nearly invincible.
But this battle was not about escape.
He wanted to win. He needed greater vision and strength.
To amplify his power, he had a choice:
To retrieve his other Mangekyō Sharingan.
Thinking of this, the masked man searched relentlessly, his gaze drifting toward Kakashi Hatake.
He knew Kakashi still held his other eye.
Given his current strength, while Uchiha Haru was occupied by Madara, retrieving that eye would be easy.
This gave him pause.
It was a valid path to increase his power and meet the battle's intensity.
But was it truly necessary?
The masked man hesitated.
Had he truly wanted to reclaim the eye, he would have done so long ago.
It wasn't that he lacked ability, but that he refused to be enslaved.
The eye had been a gift he gave Kakashi.
His vision blurred as memories of carefree youth washed over him.
That was a time he deeply missed—but sadly, Rin was gone, and he could not return.
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