"That attack nearly killed me. If you could launch three or four more attacks like that, even I would die at your hands. What a pity..."
No one knew what Madara Uchiha's final "what a pity" referred to.
Perhaps it was regret that Might Guy had nearly killed him, or perhaps he regretted not being able to witness that scene.
However, as Madara Uchiha muttered to himself, his body was healing at a visible rate.
The left half of his body, which had been destroyed, had already regenerated up to his shoulder.
Moreover, flesh was writhing around Madara Uchiha's shoulder.
Clearly, an arm was gradually growing back there.
Just as Madara Uchiha had said, Might Guy's attack had indeed severely wounded him.
If Might Guy could launch three or four more such attacks in succession, then even with Madara Uchiha's Six Paths Body, he would likely be beaten to death on the spot.
Such taijutsu was simply too terrifying!
One had to know that under Might Guy's final attack, Night Guy, even the black staff Madara Uchiha had been holding was kicked apart on the spot.
Or rather, if that staff had not offset part of the power of Might Guy's final kick, Madara Uchiha's injuries might have been even worse!
The power of that Night Guy strike could only be described as utterly terrifying.
As for Madara Uchiha's muttering, Might Guy, who had completely passed out by now, obviously could not hear it.
His life was like a candle flickering in the wind, liable to go out at any moment.
Of course, it was only natural for the price to be so high when one gained strength capable of temporarily suppressing a Six Paths-level opponent.
If the Eighth Gate of the Eight Inner Gates were so easy to open