Dance, Madara's Desperate Waltz

A large-scale war is most terrifying when you're deep in enemy territory.

One wrong move, and you're easily surrounded and overwhelmed by multiple enemies.

Take Kyosuke right now, for example. Unless he possessed a ninjutsu of "absolute defense" level, it would be difficult to resist being cornered and killed from all directions.

"Die!"

Facing what was essentially a killing blow, Kyosuke simply raised his hand and performed a few hand seals.

The next second, he completely vanished before everyone's eyes, leaving only a specially made kunai dropped on the spot.

"He... disappeared?!" The man suddenly remembered the rumors from before.

Some said that the Uchiha's Evil Rakshasa was suspected of mastering mysterious Space-Time Ninjutsu.

He had specifically noted this down at first, but at the critical moment, the man had completely forgotten about it.

It wasn't that he was stupid; it was just that Space-Time Ninjutsu was far too rare, and most people lacked the ability to deal with it.

"Damn it, don't let me catch you..." As he spoke, the man suddenly felt his vision blur.

Kyosuke's figure reappeared, a long sword crackling with electricity in his hand.

Chidori Sword!

Pfft, the long sword pierced through his chest unimpeded. The paralyzing effect of the lightning robbed the enemy of their last bit of resistance.

[System Notification: Killed an Uzumaki Clan Jonin, gained 1630 points.]

"Less than two thousand points? Seems like their strength wasn't much either," Kyosuke shook his head, looking quite disdainful.

Starting from Jonin, the point jumps became increasingly terrifying. This unknown Jonin was clearly a recent breakthrough, a fake.

The two combined might not even be worth as much as a well-established Jonin.

Checking the significantly depleted Chakra within his body, Kyosuke felt the urge to curse. He felt like he had lost out big time on this exchange.

Casting the Flying Thunder God Technique required reserving a considerable amount of Chakra beforehand.

For Kage-level powerhouses, this was naturally not a problem. But don't forget, Kyosuke's current Chakra reserves had not yet reached the Jonin level.

If he wasn't careful, he could easily fall into a dangerous situation.

With no other choice, he could only perform hand seals again and head to a forward post 2 kilometers away to rest and recover.

This war would not end so easily.

On the other side, Uchiha Madara was also fighting fiercely.

Unlike Kyosuke, his conventional combat strength had already reached the Jonin level, and he didn't fear clashing with any opponent.

Just like now, Madara stood before an old Jonin of the Uzumaki Clan.

In terms of points, he was worth at least around 3500 points.

His strength was absolutely formidable, with abundant Chakra, capable of unleashing terrifying lethal ninjutsu with every movement.

Facing such a threat, Madara didn't retreat an inch. With his Gunbai in hand, he had the confidence to easily face any ninjutsu-based enemy.

A terrifying torrent surged towards him. Seeing this, Madara simply swung his Gunbai, absorbing the entire imposing water dragon.

"Foolish choice." Young Madara's face was filled with a cold sneer of disdain. With a gentle wave, the water dragon instantly surged towards the enemy formation.

Uchiha Reflector!

Dense Chakra condensed, and with a horizontal slash of his kama, he instantly dealt with several enemies who had pressed forward.

"Good, that's it! Burn everything and keep dancing!" A hint of madness flickered in Madara's eyes.

He was enjoying the process of fighting.

Sticking his Gunbai firmly into the ground, Madara performed hand seals, and a powerful flame gradually condensed.

Fire Style: Majestic Destroyer Flame!

A mere B-rank Fire Style jutsu was unleashed with near S-rank terrifying effect in his hands.

Ninja of the Warring States period focused more on close-quarters combat. Fire Style was merely used to disrupt the enemy's formation.

The only way Madara could truly fight with exhilaration was that deadly waltz with the blade close to his body.

He didn't know what Kyosuke's situation was, but Madara understood better than anyone the importance of the commander's strength.

To prevent a large-scale defeat of his side, the best method was to carve out a breach in the enemy formation.

His Sharingan focused, and the next second, Madara charged into the enemy ranks, his Gunbai and kama dancing, stirring up waves of bloody chaos.

"You Uchiha scum, you won't leave here alive today!" The ninjutsu-type Jonin once again closed in.

As a result, he plunged straight into the smoke and dust spewed by the young man.

Fire Style: Dustless Mist Technique!

He exhaled a cloud of high-temperature dust forward. After landing, the dust spread outwards.

Not only did it obscure vision, but it also inflicted high-temperature damage on enemies, spontaneously exploding after a period of time.

Stumbling out of the blast radius, the Uzumaki Jonin, sensing that something was wrong, immediately called for several subordinates.

The five formed a defensive formation, waiting for the enemy to come to them.

As expected, the arrogant Uchiha youth charged in alone.

His defiant stance clearly showed he didn't take the five of them seriously.

"Scoundrels!"

With a roar, the five of them attacked the enemy together.

Three minutes later.

Covered in blood, Uchiha Madara removed his tattered armor and, leading his arriving subordinates, continued to charge into the enemy formation.

Behind him, the five were all lying in pools of blood. The Uzumaki Jonin had been beheaded by Madara's blade, a gruesome sight.

"Beautiful dance." Before leaving, young Madara left the enemy with a compliment.

Too bad they couldn't hear it, nor would they be proud of it.

The Chidori torrent on the left, a sight that commanded disdain, its sound like an invitation from Death.

The Dance King's swift advance on the right, all who stood in his way became souls claimed by his blade, his destructive power terrifyingly immense.

The Uchiha Twin Prodigies unleashed their combined might, completely piercing the enemy's formation and forcing the Uzumaki to retreat again and again.

Seeing the situation turn sour, Uzumaki Ashina could no longer sit still.

Shaking off his subordinates who tried to stop him, he personally led his men to the battlefield, no one along the way being his match.

It wasn't until Uchiha Hiroki appeared that the elder, using all his strength, managed to block the enemy general's charge.

The two Clan Leader Level powerhouses began a fierce battle, their clash shaking the heavens and earth, with no one daring to approach within three kilometers.

Except for those two Uchiha lunatics.

"The allied Legion Commanders should quickly finish him off, and then we can win this war." Using the Flying Thunder God Technique, Kyosuke silently approached the battlefield.

"Once he's dealt with, my clan can win," Madara said without hesitation, leaving his troops to rush to the central battlefield alone.

On the Uzumaki Clan's side, someone noticed Uchiha Madara's actions and also guessed that Kyosuke, who possessed the Flying Thunder God Technique, might go to support him.

Unfortunately, due to the Clan Head's orders, no one was allowed to go near there.

Uzumaki Ashina's intention was simple: use his own life as bait to lure enough significant figures from the enemy side.

Then, he could complete a hostage exchange.

And perfectly welcome back his precious daughter.

As for whether he would fail.

Uchiha Hiroki was not worthy of making him lose. Uchiha Tajima's personal appearance might offer a thirty percent chance.

With major breakthroughs in his Sealing Jutsu, his strength was no longer comparable to what it once was.

Even among those at the peak of the Ninja World, there were now very few he took seriously.

Whether it was arrogance or not, this was the confidence that his strength gave Uzumaki Ashina.