Madara's Wood Style

With a snap of his fingers, the golden flames suddenly grew incomparably fierce. The next instant, they exploded with a thunderous boom.

Caught off guard, both men were caught in the blast. The Peak Jonin died on the spot, while the quasi-Kage who had caught him managed to evade in time thanks to the warning. Even so, the powerful explosion left him badly injured. His left arm hung limply at his side, completely numb, blood continuously seeping from it.

"Bastard!"

Everything had happened in an instant. Only now did the Otsutsuki Seventh Elder reach Uchiha Madara's side. He had moved quickly, but he still could not stop any of it from happening.

"Eight Trigrams Palm, Sixty-Four Palms!"

Striking out in fury, the Seventh Elder showed no mercy. His palms became countless afterimages, and with the support of his Byakugan, he assaulted the acupoints across Uchiha Madara's body.

Furthermore, due to his Yang Style chakra, his Sixty-Four Palms carried even greater pressure than the Hyuga Clan's and were far more domineering.

"Jumping clown." Madara sneered disdainfully. His eyes slowly spun as his fingers turned, and the stolen longsword instantly fell into his grasp.

"Ghost-Slaying Slash!" With a furious roar, Uchiha Madara did not retreat in the slightest. His longsword slashed out, and three cold flashes appeared almost simultaneously at his opponent's neck, heart, and abdomen. The sword qi was razor-sharp—faster and more threatening than the other man's palms.

"Cough!" Shin, watching from afar, nearly choked when he failed to catch his breath. He remembered this move, Ghost-Slaying Slash, all too clearly. It was the Senju Clan's signature sword technique, yet he had no idea when Uchiha Madara had learned it.

Clang! Clang!

Left with no choice, the Otsutsuki Seventh Elder was forced to change techniques. He had to block the sword