If Qi Yuanzhe and Uchiha Madara faced each other one-on-one, what were Qi Yuanzhe's chances of winning?
"Though I do like promising young people, if you keep standing in my way, I'll remove you too," Uchiha Madara said.
"I've been prepared for a long time." Qi Yuanzhe looked at Uchiha Madara and asked, "What about you?"
"So everything I told you was pointless. You didn't take in a single word." Uchiha Madara spoke helplessly.
As Uchiha Madara spoke, a black short spike materialized out of thin air in his hand.
"Looks like only this can make you listen to me properly." Uchiha Madara smiled.
"After what happens today, you'll be in complete conflict with our Hunter Association. I believe your ranking on our wanted list will move up a few spots," Qi Yuanzhe said.
"I don't care about that sort of thing." Uchiha Madara looked utterly indifferent.
"Whether I'm ranked first or last, it makes no difference to me. If you want to find me, come anytime." Uchiha Madara smiled.
Although Uchiha Madara did not want to attack Qi Yuanzhe, Qi Yuanzhe kept blocking his path. If he did not act, he would not be able to deal with this major nuisance.
Uchiha Madara thought that he would make Qi Yuanzhe suffer a little first, then deal with Te Ouxiyao afterward. Te Ouxiyao could not run away now anyway.
Just as Uchiha Madara was about to make his move, he suddenly heard a deep, resonant voice: "Heaven and Earth as a Chessboard!"
Uchiha Madara could tell that the voice belonged to Qi Yuanzhe. Yet in his impression, Qi Yuanzhe was like a frail scholar—how could he possess such a deep, powerful voice?
While Uchiha Madara was puzzling over it, everything before his eyes suddenly changed color.
The sky and earth