His aged body and blood-red eyes gave Madara an unimaginable presence.
The slowly spinning Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan radiated an overwhelming pressure.
These eyes clearly did not belong to Madara himself. He had acquired them from some unknown member of his clan, and they could not unleash his greatest power. But to Madara, they were enough.
Using them against Namikaze Sui already showed how seriously he took him.
"Take a good look at the power of these eyes. You will experience an entirely different kind of despair."
As his words fell, Madara abruptly leaned forward and vanished like a gust of wind. In an instant, he was right in front of River.
A fierce gust struck River's face, and his pupils contracted sharply. He raised both arms to block. With a bang, immense force surged into him, sending him flying backward.
"To think an old bag of bones still has this much strength. Impressive!"
He slammed into a massive tree with a bang, sending wood chips flying as the trunk shattered.
River narrowed his eyes, then suddenly chuckled. His figure vanished, and when he reappeared, he was already in front of Madara. He raised his right leg high, then brought it crashing down.
"Tempest Kick!"
Boom!
A violent explosion rang out, blasting a deep crater into the ground. Spiderweb cracks spread in every direction. River looked up to find Madara had already appeared elsewhere.
Their eyes met, and River suddenly moved again. The instant a breeze stirred, he was already behind Madara.
"Finger Pistol!"
He thrust a finger on his right hand forward. With a pop, it pierced the air, but Madara seemed to have foreseen his movement. He flickered aside, easily evading the strike.
"Interesting. I've never seen such remarkable Taijutsu. You've actually trained your body to be as hard