### "Not good!" Shui Bing'er, who could clearly sense that Madara had found his target, cried out inwardly. It was already too late to warn Huo Wu.
Like a starving tiger pouncing on its prey, Madara instantly surged forward dozens of meters. His terrifying explosive power left behind streaks of afterimages, and in the blink of an eye, he arrived before the fiery-red figure.
Without another word, he clenched his five fingers into a fist and struck at the figure with thirty percent of his strength. Yet the sensation that traveled back felt as though he had hit cotton—soft and completely without resistance.
"A water clone? I really underestimated you!" Madara raised a brow slightly as he watched the figure scatter into splashing water from his punch, unable to help but praise her inwardly.
While Madara was distracted by the water clone before him, Huo Wu, who had been doomed moments ago, had likely already escaped far away.
However, that did not mean everyone could receive this information and remain calm. Feng Xiaotian certainly could not.
Several silent wind blades swept through the air, soundlessly striking toward Madara's vital points from behind.
Without question, Feng Xiaotian, who had long been unable to hold himself back, had made his move. After all, Madara's target just now had been his beloved Huo Wu!
"What a fool!" Huo Wu cursed inwardly, though Feng Xiaotian's reckless act on her behalf also sent ripples through her heart.
"You're still as impulsive as ever. Then you'll be the first one out!" Sensing the faint threat from behind him, Madara did not even turn his head. The corners of his mouth curved into an inexplicable smile.
The wind blades struck Madara's body, but to everyone's surprise, they passed straight through as if meeting no obstruction whatsoever before