You never said there'd be a giant battle before we fought!

"Damn it, this is going too far!"

After Uchiha Madara's repeated humiliation, Han finally snapped. Forgetting all about respecting the elderly and caring for the young, he directly brought out his trump card. The joints of his gray-white armor buzzed as jet-like steam burst forth with terrifying force.

"Han, don't be rash!"

Honestly, Kokuō might have dared to kick Kurama with both hind hooves, but when it came to Uchiha Madara, it truly lacked the strength to back up its courage.

"Lao Mu, Speed Steam Kill!"

But Han, humiliated into a rage, clearly could not hear any advice. Having entered an overloaded state, the only thought left in his mind was to charge.

"Sigh."

Watching Han transform into a streak of White Lightning and rush forward, Kokuō could only shake its head and sigh in the Tailed Beast space, praying that Uchiha Madara would not stoop to a young man's level.

"Not bad speed, but you're still a little short if you want me to avoid your edge."

Uchiha Madara quietly activated his Sharingan and swiftly caught Han's movement trajectory. A faint look of approval appeared on his face.

"Clang!"

Facing Han, who was charging at him with overwhelming momentum, he swung his great halberd. The piercing sound of air tearing apart rang deafeningly.

"Die!"

Seeing that Uchiha Madara neither dodged nor evaded, but instead looked thoroughly interested, the humiliation in Han's eyes deepened. His footsteps suddenly grew heavier along with his emotions, crushing a series of shattered footprints into the hard ground.

"Third move."

Uchiha Madara gripped the halberd with both hands and suddenly lunged forward. Flames erupted from its tip, instantly scattering across the battlefield as his own magnificent stage descended.

"Boom!"

From Han's perspective, when he blinked for the first time, Uchiha Madara vanished from where he