Madara approached the Five Kage, Jiraiya, and Itachi, who were still recovering, filled with confidence and unmatched arrogance. Just as Ōnoki was about to step forward, Itachi took the initiative and walked out.
"Itachi?" Jiraiya looked at the man in surprise. According to his intelligence, Itachi had always been mysterious and aloof. Even within Akatsuki, he had made very few moves. After coming into contact with Ming Jing, Jiraiya had learned that Itachi was actually calm and decisive.
"Hm? Are you planning to stop me too?" Madara asked coldly as he looked at Itachi.
The Three Tomoe in Itachi's eyes spun sharply, shifting into the Mangekyō Sharingan. "I'm only doing what I should."
"Without a complete Mangekyō, you cannot defeat me." Madara frowned slightly. Compared to Ming Jing, he found Itachi, who possessed the Mangekyō Sharingan, more troublesome. After all, Madara understood better than anyone how difficult the Mangekyō Sharingan was to deal with.
But so what? A mere Mangekyō could not stop him at all!
Madara continued forward, then suddenly felt a thread tug at him and paused. Seizing the chance, Itachi drew three kunai tied with steel wires in each hand and flung them out. The six wires seemed alive as they tangled and pulled against one another, winding around Madara one strand at a time. Then Itachi pulled with both hands, and the wires instantly tightened, binding Madara in place.
"Sharingan Windmill! It's been a long time since I've seen such a splendid control technique." Every joint in Madara's body was bound, leaving only his neck free to move. He turned his head and chuckled. "A petty trick like this won't work on me." With that, Madara directly activated Susanoo and snapped the steel wires, which could have hoisted a thousand pounds.
Itachi drew a kunai and