Choice

Madara calmly dodged the blue fist coming straight at him and said disdainfully, "Without enough power to suppress everyone, the collective can very likely be split apart from within by someone stronger."

"The strongest force is the standard for becoming Hokage!"

Back then, Hashirama Senju had become the First Hokage not only because of his unique personal charisma, but also because of his tremendous strength.

If I had been stronger than Hashirama, who became the First Hokage of Konoha might have been a different story.

Might Guy attacked with both hands and feet in a smooth, flowing sequence, saying, "Purely using force to oppress people will only bring everyone fear. It cannot bring happiness!"

"Happiness?"

Madara dodged as he said, "Absolute power can guarantee the stability of the collective. Isn't such a life happy enough?"

This man was different from the other three. His Taijutsu was extremely high-level.

Especially after opening the Eight Inner Gates, even he could only dodge and had no chance to counterattack.

"Living forever in fear under high-pressure rule—what kind of happiness is that?" Guy demanded loudly.

At this moment, after continuously dodging his attacks, Madara had retreated to a meteorite. There was no way back.

Seizing his opportunity, he faced forward and threw a series of high-speed straight punches.

"Daytime Tiger!"

In an instant, countless streams of air were compressed by his high-speed punches, forming a gigantic tiger-shaped air cannon that pounced toward Madara.

"Not ninjutsu?"

Madara was about to use the "Preta Path" to absorb the tiger-shaped attack when he suddenly noticed that it contained no chakra.

Realizing this, he immediately switched his Rinnegan to his Sharingan.

"Susanoo!"

Blue chakra seeped out of his body, transforming into a giant that enclosed him within.

The tiger-shaped air cannon covered an enormous area, and with a