The air split with a ceaseless series of sonic booms as Guy suddenly appeared on Madara's other side.
"Three Feet!"
"Four Feet!"
Blast after blast of tightly compressed air engulfed Madara.
Shock flashed across Madara's impassive face, and he thought, My body... I can't move! How is this possible?
What powerful Taijutsu. Is this the strongest technique of the Eight Gates Released Formation?
While he was still thinking, a fist wreathed in blood-red flames slammed into his back with savage force!
Madara plummeted like a meteor!
Boom!
The ground caved in and fissures tore across it. Madara slid out of the billowing dust, leaving a deep, unmistakable trail behind him.
Bang!
Only after sliding an unknown distance did the force finally leave his body.
Madara rose, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, a cold smile on his face.
Through his Rinnegan, he could clearly see the fire in Guy's heart beginning to fade.
Is he about to die?
He stepped forward and slowly appeared before Guy and the others.
"So this is the blood-red steam produced by opening all Eight Gates? It doesn't look like much. Like a withered leaf falling in autumn, it flares briefly and dies."
"You're right. But withering isn't the end. I'll become nourishment for new leaves."
"And when those leaves sprout and spring arrives, youth will reach its greatest peak—its brightest blaze!"
Might Guy planted both hands on the ground, readying himself to sprint.
"Gather!"
With a low shout, the fading blood-red aura around him surged once more.
Wind howled around them. The crushing pressure left Gaara and Kakashi struggling to breathe.
The next instant, Might Guy became a red blur racing toward Madara.
"This is what I developed with a lifetime of youth!"
Might Guy roared as he ran. The scorching, blood-red