Limbo: Hengoku

"Boom!!"

A fierce and violent kick brought forth a surging airflow, manifesting into a roaring tiger as it charged toward Madara.

Madara's expression froze. His years of battlefield experience allowed him to discern the terrifying power contained in the attack simply by the sound.

"In terms of sheer strength, this boy far surpasses Hashirama..."

Madara raised his hand, and the plants and trees in the earth rapidly grew, intertwining to form an ancient and imposing wooden figure.

"Wood Style: Wood Human Technique!"

The Rinnegan swirled, its cold power filling the air, transforming into layers of armor that covered the surface of the wooden figure.

"Majestic Attire: Susanoo!"

The wooden figure, clad in Susanoo, swung its fist with overwhelming momentum, colliding head-on with Fuma's kick!

The tiger, formed by the compressed airflow from Fuma's strength, bit into the Susanoo covering the wooden figure, but the wooden figure wasn't to be outdone. It clasped its hands together, trying to crush the tiger's head.

The airflow tiger and Susanoo's armor both dissipated, but Fuma's true killing move wasn't the compressed airflow—it was the kick that contained immense kinetic energy.

At that moment, Fuma's kick swept across the wooden figure's head, tearing through everything in its path.

Without the Susanoo's protection, the wooden figure crumbled, breaking into splinters.

Madara, hiding inside the wooden figure, was finally exposed to Fuma's eyes.

Fuma flashed a bloodthirsty smile. The [Earthly Furnace] burned the remaining Shukaku chakra at full power, pushing his strength and speed to the absolute limit that his body could bear.

"You're old now, Uchiha Madara. In this ninja world, there's no longer a stage for you to dance on!!"

Fuma's kick finally bypassed all obstacles and slammed into Madara's body!

"Bang!!"

The impact sent Uchiha Madara flying like a ragdoll, carving a deep trench in the ground. Even with his resilience, he groaned in pain, spitting out dark, clotted blood.

Fuma roared like a tiger, relentlessly chasing Madara. Grabbing his leg, he spun in midair, creating a vortex of white airwaves before slamming him heavily into the ground!

A thunderous crash echoed, but the Madara Fuma had grabbed disappeared into thin air.

In the distance, Madara gasped for breath, his eyes filled with madness. He never imagined that a battle against Fuma would leave him in such a miserable state.

At the moment of impact, Madara had used his Rinnegan's unique ability to switch his position.

"Limbo: Hengoku!"

Madara could feel his internal organs suffering from the intense shock, many of them starting to bleed profusely.

"What a sorry state... To think this brat could push me this far..."

"If I had a younger body, even thirty ninjas like him wouldn't be a threat!"

Madara cursed his aging body, especially in front of a younger clansman, unable to display the full extent of his power.

"I am the strongest clan leader in Uchiha history!"

Whether Madara still held affection for the Uchiha clan or not, it was undeniable that both he and Fuma bore the title of Uchiha clan leaders. Their battle had epoch-making significance.

Madara's strange competitiveness was ignited.

At that moment, he desperately wished he could once again wield the full-body Susanoo and make this Uchiha, who had strayed into the dark path of taijutsu, understand the true power of a god.

"The Eye of the Moon Plan must succeed!"

Madara roared internally.

At this moment, even he couldn't distinguish whether his desire was to bring peace to the ninja world or simply to resurrect himself so he could dance once more.

One thing was certain—Madara, who had awakened the Rinnegan in his twilight years, felt both fortunate and deeply regretful.

After enduring countless hardships and combining the powers of the Uchiha and Senju clans, he had awakened the omnipotent Rinnegan. But he was already old, unable to wield the power that should have driven the world into despair.

He should have danced an epic dance with the Rinnegan's power, but his aging body failed to provide the stage.

Fuma, gazing at Madara from afar, sighed in admiration:

"As expected of Uchiha Madara. You managed to escape even in this situation?"

"That technique just now was undoubtedly a space-time ability."

Fuma felt a sense of relief. That move was arguably the deadliest technique under the Rinnegan.

[Limbo: Hengoku] could summon a clone with the same abilities and strength as the user. The clone was immune to physical damage and could instantly switch places with the original.

Without the Six Paths' power or the Rinnegan, one couldn't even perceive the clones summoned by [Limbo: Hengoku].

In the original timeline, Madara used this very technique to defeat all nine tailed beasts in one go and instantly took down Sasuke, who possessed the Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan.

"Indeed, no one can defy aging. My path of Body Evolution through training is absolutely correct!"

Fuma marveled at the current strength of Madara's body.

When Madara had just been resurrected, his defense was vastly superior. Even after withstanding the relentless attacks of all nine tailed beasts, he only spat out a few mouthfuls of blood.

His taijutsu was unparalleled in the ninja world. With "Limbo" alone, he could knock down all nine tailed beasts. But now, faced with Fuma's power, Madara could only flee in embarrassment.

This was the weakening effect of aging on Madara. His Susanoo could barely reach its third form, and his wood human was a "pathetic" few dozen meters tall.

Fuma's body turned from black-gold to molten red, and steam billowed from his skin as his sweat evaporated on contact with the air. He too was in an overloaded state.

This was the first time Fuma, who preferred to build power slowly, fought in such a reckless, chakra-burning manner.

"Madara, how much chakra do you have left?"

The current battle had become an endurance test, with Fuma trading his health to exhaust Madara's chakra. Without a doubt, young Fuma had the absolute advantage.

Madara understood this as well. Fuma's seemingly invincible physical resilience gave him an unprecedented battle experience.

"He tanked the Shinra Tensei with his body, then somehow restored himself using tailed beast chakra."

"But looking at him now, that state won't last much longer."

"I can't engage in a drawn-out battle with him. If this drags on, I'll be the one to fall."

Madara had summoned the "Majestic Attire: Susanoo" earlier, hoping to engage in a war of attrition without overusing his Rinnegan to conserve chakra.

But Fuma's overwhelming strength shattered Madara's Susanoo-covered wood human, forcing Madara to abandon his plan.

"Then, let's settle this in one move!"

At this moment, Madara knew that dragging the fight out wouldn't work. He had to end it decisively.

Blood tears streamed from Madara's eyes as four "Limbo clones" silently surrounded Fuma.

Madara roared, "Box of Ultimate Bliss, open!"

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