Standing in the heart of the forest sea, Madara Uchiha still had his arms folded across his chest as he watched the Five Kage sway unsteadily amid the poisonous pollen mist, his expression indifferent.
There was no triumph in his eyes at this moment.
On the contrary, a faint loneliness lingered in his gaze.
This tedious battle not only failed to stir his interest, but also reminded him of that man—the man against whom he would have needed to risk his life for even the slightest chance of victory.
"Boring!"
After sighing again, Madara Uchiha leaped onto a towering tangle of branches and vines.
Looking down at the Five Kage staggering through the smoke and floral mist below, dizzy and disoriented, killing intent gradually filled his eyes. He muttered, "How ugly the weak truly are!"
Leaning on the Adamantine Staff, the Third Hokage demanded loudly, "Madara Uchiha, how can you use the First Hokage's Wood Release?"
"Shouldn't I be the one asking that question?" After a pause, Madara Uchiha asked in a pitying tone, "Why can't a Hokage like you use Wood Release? There should be a limit to incompetence!"
"You... Cough, cough, cough..."
Enraged, the Third Hokage was provoked into a fit of coughing by Madara Uchiha's mockery.
At that moment, the Allied Shinobi Forces had already noticed the Five Kage's dire situation. Several nearby Jonin hurriedly used Wind Release ninjutsu to disperse the poisonous pollen mist surrounding them, while medical-nin entered under the protection of a large number of Jonin and began emergency treatment for the Five Kage who had inhaled the pollen.
Throughout the process, everyone in the Allied Shinobi Forces, from the Five Kage to ordinary Chunin and Genin, was on edge.
After the earlier battle, everyone knew that only shinobi at the level of the