I curled all ten fingers inward, my knuckles cracking.
"Get over here!"
The moment I spoke, the hundreds of giant wooden hands behind the Wooden Buddha moved as one.
They hurtled toward the Susanoo below with a thunderous roar.
The swirling snow and paper ash were torn apart in an instant by those hundreds of massive wooden hands.
"Sen Senju! Quit putting on a show!"
Madara stood inside the blue crystal, his eyes blood-red as his hands raced through hand seals.
His Perfect Susanoo let out a furious roar.
Its two great chakra swords slashed upward with piercing shrieks, putting everything into the strike.
The fierce gusts from the blades sliced the rusted iron pipes nearby into pieces.
"Go ahead and hack away. My wood's tough as hell. Those two oversized skewers don't scare me."
Standing on the Wooden Buddha's head, I spat out a mouthful of muddy spit in disgust.
The torn strips of my coat whipped against my face in the wind, annoyingly conspicuous.
Under the horrified gazes of every Allied Forces ninja and samurai.
Hundreds of enormous wooden hands snapped shut like a gigantic bear trap.
Clang!
An earth-shattering metallic crash exploded through the valley, sending sparks flying.
The Susanoo's two long swords were locked firmly between the wooden hands.
"Absorb it! Take big gulps! My wood's eating its fill today."
I sneered and lightly tapped my right foot against the Buddha's head.
Green life energy surged wildly through the wooden arms, dazzlingly bright.
"This... what kind of Wood Release is this? It can forcibly absorb Susanoo's power?"
Madara's expression changed. He could feel his chakra and the Susanoo's draining rapidly.
The barbs on those massive wooden hands pierced his blue armor and refused to come free.
"First layer. Let's strip that off!"
I jerked my hands