"Do you know why I said I would be the final winner of this battle?" Uchiha Madara said.
Uchiha Madara thought about it and realized he truly did not know why Shanmen Shikao would say that.
Uchiha Madara wondered if that enormous form from earlier had not been Shanmen Shikao's complete form. Did he still have something he had not used against him?
"I didn't think I would be able to deal so easily with someone who has lived in this world for several thousand years," Uchiha Madara said.
"But I won't give up either. I have my own mission, so use whatever you have up your sleeve," Uchiha Madara said to Shanmen Shikao with a smile. "Otherwise, you won't get another chance to use it."
"Although we both became gigantic, I admit that I am not your match," Shanmen Shikao said.
"Admitting that someone else is better than you is not difficult. But if we are both in our current state, you are no match for me at all," Shanmen Shikao said.
"Although I don't know what other abilities you possess, I have already gotten a fairly good grasp of your basic abilities," Shanmen Shikao said with a smile.
"Your close-combat ability is truly far too weak." Shanmen Shikao looked at Uchiha Madara, seeking confirmation.
Uchiha Madara nodded in acknowledgment. "That is indeed my weakness."
"So, now that we have both become like this, how much chance do you think you have of defeating me?" Shanmen Shikao asked Uchiha Madara.
"I don't know either, but I am willing to try," Uchiha Madara answered with a smile.
A long green blade reappeared in Shanmen Shikao's hand.
The soldier also knew that this third round should be the final one, and black short spikes appeared in his hands as well.
Shanmen