"This move is pretty interesting!"
Madara did not use the Staff of the Sun and Moon formed from Truth-Seeking Orbs to block. Instead, he fought with his fists and feet. When facing Morning Peacock, his eyes lit up, and he could not help growing excited at the sight of a worthy opponent.
As expected, this level still isn't enough? Then there's only...
Might Guy looked at the effortlessly composed Madara across from him. A trace of determination flashed through his eyes as he quickly shifted forward. "Now is the time when I must protect the most important things, even if it costs me my life... Open, Eight Gates Formation!"
"As expected, it's this move!"
"Guy, have you made your choice?"
"Teacher Guy!"
Among Konoha's ninjas were many knowledgeable people. Naturally, they had heard of this peerless forbidden technique that had once made a spectacular display by crippling the Seven Ninja Swordsmen.
Surging waves of Chakra poured from Guy's body, flowing like Crimson Flame. This blood-red steam appeared only when the Eight Gates reached their absolute limit, and it also represented the ultimate peak of this forbidden technique.
Uchiha Madara still watched calmly, without the slightest sense of urgency. "Red steam? Is this the blood steam unique to opening all Eight Gates?
"But from the looks of it, it's nothing special! It's just like withered leaves drifting down in autumn, about to reach the end of their lives."
"You're right, but withering isn't the end for me. I'll become nourishment for new green leaves. When those leaves flourish and spring arrives, that will be the climax of youth—the moment when it burns the brightest!"
Guy looked up at Uchiha Madara, bent down, and pushed off with both feet. In the next instant, he appeared before Uchiha Madara. "One Leg! Aah!!!"