Uchiha Chen deeply admired the Second Hokage's schemes. Perhaps only someone as brilliant as he was could have come up with such a method.
It wasn't just his mastery of the Flying Thunder God Technique. He had used his ingenuity to push it even further after it had reached its limits, creatively reshaping people's understanding of the technique once again.
Naruto and Sasuke panted heavily as they watched Madara Uchiha, whom they had sent flying. Smiles crept onto their faces.
"Now that should keep that guy down, right?"
"Don't let your guard down, Naruto." Sasuke promptly reminded him. Naruto was just like that: the moment things went his way, he got cocky, and it didn't take much to rile him up. His carefree nature made him hard to trust.
Without someone keeping an eye on him, he'd probably have been completely taken advantage of by now. Someone like Naruto was suited to being a general who charged into battle, not a marshal who gave the orders. That was why he'd been forced to learn so much before becoming the Seventh Hokage.
"Aw, what's the big deal? With the two of us here, taking that guy down should be a piece of cake, right?" Naruto paid no attention to Sasuke's warning. As far as he was concerned, with Sasuke around, there was nothing they couldn't handle.
Sasuke ignored the idiot and stared solemnly at the spot where Madara had fallen. Naruto hadn't noticed, but Sasuke could tell that Madara hadn't suffered a fatal blow from their combined attack.
He didn't know why Madara was taking so long to reappear, but nothing could hide from those eyes.
Once the dust settled and the smoke cleared, Madara appeared before them. He brushed the dust from his clothes and looked at them expressionlessly, his