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The screen faded from black.
[#10 – Konoha's Crimson Beast, Might Guy vs. Sage of Six Paths Uchiha Madara]
[Note: Rankings are not absolute—order only.]
[Main Figures: Might Guy, master of Taijutsu's ultimate secret art. Uchiha Madara, legendary shinobi, a man like a god.]
Gasps erupted.
"Konoha's Crimson Beast? Isn't Guy the Blue Beast?" Kakashi muttered, stunned.
Guy explained quietly, "Father once said… if you open the Eighth Gate, the Gate of Death, your body releases red steam. You gain power beyond even the Hokage—but the price is your life. It's a technique you can only use to protect someone truly precious."
The words left the room silent. Kakashi clenched his fists.
"Madara Uchiha… wasn't he defeated by the First Hokage? How could he appear now?"
"Godlike shinobi? Shouldn't that title belong to Pain?"
Even Guy scratched his head. "Wait, I don't remember ever fighting this guy… and if I did open the Eighth Gate, wouldn't I already be dead?"
Confusion spread across every world. Still, no one could tear their eyes away.
The video's imagery burst to life. A blood-red moon hung over a ruined battlefield, smoke curling into the night.
On a jagged ridge stood a man in white robes, rippling concentric circles in his eyes, staff in hand, white hair flowing, six black orbs floating at his back.
Uchiha Madara.
Facing him: Might Guy in his green jumpsuit, Lee at his side, Kakashi with his Sharingan, and Gaara with his sand.
"Wait, I know that man!" Guy squinted.
Kakashi smacked his forehead. "That's my sensei—the Fourth Hokage, Minato Namikaze."
"Oh! That explains it. I thought he looked familiar," Guy said sheepishly.
"Yo, Guy. Been a while," Minato greeted with a grin, a special kunai clenched in his teeth—though his arms were missing.
Guy finally turned toward Madara, frowning. "That guy too… he looks familiar. But… who is he?"
All across the worlds, jaws dropped.
Blue steam… is this the Eight Gates of Konoha? But can it even affect me?Madara Uchiha laughed with wild arrogance.
Just as he prepared to strike, he saw Might Guy vanish into a flash of blue light.
That speed? Impossible! Even my Rinnegan can't keep up. Could the Eight Gates really be this strong?
In the next instant, Guy appeared right in front of him like a bolt of lightning, driving his fist straight into Madara's face. Despite the protection of the Ten Tails, Madara was hurled backward, pain exploding across his body.
The sudden agony left him stunned. That punch… it must carry the weight of a thousand strikes. It actually hurt me.
Guy didn't relent. He charged after Madara with impossible speed, fists and kicks raining down. No chakra, no ninjutsu—only raw physical power. Every blow tore through the air with a sonic crack. Another punch slammed into Madara's stomach, launching him deep into the battlefield's shattered stone.
The Blue Beast of Konoha was overwhelming the Ten-Tails' jinchūriki in hand-to-hand combat.
Sweat beaded on Kakashi's forehead. He remembered Guy once telling him he had a final, ultimate move saved just for him. If that landed on me… I'd be lucky to survive crippled. Shaking off the thought, he focused back on the fight.
Madara spat blood, gasping. "These fists… no human should hit like this. To think I'd actually be wounded…"
He recalled fighting users of the Eight Gates before, but even the fiercest had never wielded such destructive might. This bushy-browed fool… he really is a taijutsu prodigy. Has he devoted his entire life to it?
Then Guy's body erupted in torrents of blue steam. His face twisted with strain as his hands formed a seal.
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