At this moment—Guy's attack arrived!
A powerful, heavy punch slammed straight into Madara's chest. Blood burst out violently, the impact shattering the protective barrier behind him as his body was sent crashing down toward the ground.
Before the dust could even settle—
Guy's next wave of attacks had already begun.
With a surge of power in his legs, his explosive force tore through the layers of smoke in an instant, appearing right in front of Madara once again.
Another punch followed immediately.
Startled, Madara hurriedly raised both arms to defend, attempting to reduce the damage.
But in the next moment, he froze.
The expected impact never came.
Instead—
A violent gust of wind struck him.
The force of the wind was terrifying, comparable to a level-twelve gale, slamming Madara flat against the ground, leaving him completely unable to move.
But Madara couldn't understand—
Where had this sudden storm come from?
Then he realized.
That punch hadn't missed—
Guy had deliberately changed his approach.
The purpose was to immobilize him—
And the method used was the force of the punch's wind!
It was almost unimaginable—
For a human to generate such terrifying wind pressure with a single punch.
Just how horrifying must his taijutsu be?
After some time, Madara finally adapted to the suppression of the gale and began slowly rising against it.
But what he didn't expect—
Was that this played perfectly into Guy's plan.
In an instant, Guy relied on his explosive speed once more, appearing behind Madara.
Another punch was thrown.
Now—
Two completely different wind directions clashed against each other, pinning Madara firmly in midair, rendering him completely unable to move.
And it didn't stop there.
Using his speed advantage, Guy repeated the same tactic over and over again, appearing at different angles around Madara.
Punch after punch—
Multiple streams of wind intersected—
And their convergence point—
Was Madara.
Crack!
Just as Guy prepared to deliver the final blow—
A faint yet crisp sound rang out.
Guy's expression changed drastically.
Then—
He let out a painful roar.
His legs—
Had finally reached their limit.
After repeated bursts of extreme-speed movement, the bones could no longer withstand the strain—
And fractured.
Helpless—
He could only watch as Madara slowly broke free from the restraining winds.
The opportunity he had worked so hard to create—
Was lost just like that.
"Hahahahaha! I have to say… in all these years, this is the first time I've seen someone produce such wind from their punches!"
"Come on! Show me what else you've got!"
Freed from the restraint, Madara floated in midair, laughing wildly as he spoke arrogantly.
Whether it was those words that angered Guy—
Or the disdain in Madara's expression—
Guy seemed to completely ignore the pain of his broken legs.
He crouched low, enduring it.
Boom!
In an instant—
Guy's aura surged once more.
Behind him—
A massive dragon formed from crimson blood vapor appeared.
It stared ferociously at Madara.
"Good! Good! Good! With this level of aura… I, Uchiha Madara, acknowledge you as the strongest taijutsu user I've ever seen!"
"Come! Continue to dance!"
Seeing this terrifying presence, Madara showed not the slightest fear.
Instead, he laughed even more wildly, shouting his praise.
"Night Guy!"
Facing Madara's provocation—
Guy's response was simple.
Carrying a world-shattering aura—
He charged forward.
The ground beneath his feet shattered, mountains crumbling as he moved—
And behind him, the crimson dragon surged forward.
Fast as lightning—
Yet devastating beyond measure—
Before anyone could even react, he was already in front of Madara.
This kick—
Struck Madara like a meteor.
Blood, fragments of flesh, even bits of internal organs burst out violently.
The pain in his chest made Madara instantly realize—
His ribcage had likely been completely shattered.
Although he himself was suffering—
Looking at Guy's condition, it was clear—
The other side wasn't in any better state.
As long as he could endure this attack—
Victory would be his!
In the end—
The two of them crashed into the God Tree together.
The terrifying impact blasted a massive crater into the previously indestructible tree, spanning dozens of meters.
Whether it was waiting to see who would win—
Or being completely shaken by Guy's power—
At this moment—
The entire world fell silent.
And after only a few seconds—
The video abruptly ended.
But in contrast—
The platform exploded into chaos!
Hashirama Senju: My god! I've never hit Madara that hard before! As expected of Guy!
Saitama: I see! So simple push-ups, running, and sit-ups can achieve this effect! Starting today—ten thousand a day!
Sanji: This is the essence of combat! I need to train harder too! Fighting is the GOAT!
Onoki: Issue an order—starting today, anyone in the village who encounters a man from Konoha with a bowl cut must avoid him at all costs.
Fourth Raikage: You brats from the Cloud Village heard that! Same rule applies!
Kaido: Although our names differ by just one character… I, Kaido, acknowledge that in terms of physical combat, you are unmatched!
Naruto: Emperor Guy! Emperor Guy! Emperor Guy!
Konohamaru: Emperor Guy! Emperor Guy! Emperor Guy…!
[System Notification ! Friendly reminder from the uploader—spamming is prohibited!]
Naruto: What? Be careful or I'll have Bushy Brow-sensei beat you up! I'm very close with him!
Konohamaru: Hahaha! See that? Even the uploader is afraid of Emperor Guy's strength and doesn't dare say anything!
[System Notification ! Platform announcement—Naruto and Konohamaru are muted for one day!]
[Repeat offenses will result in permanent ban!]
Sasuke: Hahaha! Well deserved! I've been annoyed by Naruto for a long time!
Hinata: Um… Naruto-kun asked me to apologize to the uploader… He promises he won't do it again…
Guy: Uh… uploader-sama, this has nothing to do with me… please show mercy…
Naruto World.
In the realm of the dead.
An elderly Uchiha Madara sat quietly beside a campfire, silent for a long time.
He stared blankly at the screen before him.
Outwardly calm—
But inside, his thoughts churned violently.
Why…
Even after becoming a god—
Was there still someone who could resist him—
Even nearly kill him?
Where had Obito gone?
Why hadn't he come to assist?
Most importantly—
Now that his plan had been exposed—
What should he do?
Should he really abandon the plan he had painstakingly prepared for so long?
How should he proceed from here?
Questions piled up one after another—
But clearly—
No one could answer him.
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