A figure clad in crimson armor strode toward them, radiating an air of haughty disdain.
Yuan Ming narrowed his eyes.
He greeted the newcomer.
"You're Uchiha Madara, right? I grew up hearing stories about you."
"Heh. What do you have to say to me..." Uchiha Madara hadn't finished speaking.
With a tearing whoosh!
Uchiha Yuan Ming vanished from where he stood.
Clang—
His Divine Sword collided with the huge blue arm before Madara, sending sparks flying.
"At last, I get to meet the real deal!" Yuan Ming grinned savagely at Madara, who stood expressionless within the Susanoo's skeletal frame. "Let's see if you live up to your legendary name!"
"What an impolite brat." Uchiha Madara sighed. "Looks like I'll have to teach you to respect your elders."
Boom—
Uchiha Madara poured more chakra into his Susanoo and swung its arm with tremendous force.
It sent Uchiha Yuan Ming flying back.
Seizing the opening, Madara sprang away, preparing to use a jutsu.
Before he could even begin forming hand seals, his Sharingan caught sight of Uchiha Yuan Ming's wings beating behind him.
Like a bolt of lightning, Yuan Ming shot overhead in an instant, blade raised to strike.
Madara's pupils contracted.
"Why is he so fast?!"
Uchiha Yuan Ming's speed was beyond his expectations, but Madara was a battle-hardened veteran and reacted at once.
The Susanoo around him rapidly expanded. A four-armed giant with two faces took shape in an instant—the Susanoo's third stage.
He quickly manifested four swords and clashed fiercely with Yuan Ming.
Boom, boom, boom—
Clang, clang, clang—
In the blink of an eye, the two exchanged dozens of blows across the shattered landscape.
What was going on? This kid...
He's faster and stronger than me. How am I the one on the defensive?
Sensing that something