Chapter 216: Li Yao vs. Three-Tomoe Sharingan Madara
"Four Red Yang Formation!"
Four beams of crimson light suddenly shot up from the ground, forming a square barrier enclosing an area one kilometer wide.
"So fast!"
Li Yao's expression shifted slightly. He immediately released his hands, stood up, and looked overhead—the top of the barrier was sealed in red flames as well. There was no escape.
At this moment, he and Koyuki hadn't even flown out of the Land of Rain yet. It hadn't even been ten minutes since his fallout with Madara, and the pursuit was already here.
"That barrier again…"
A trace of fear flashed across Koyuki's face. Years ago, her mother, uncle, and she had been trapped by this very Four Red Yang Formation. Only she and Li Yao had managed to survive.
"Can Spirit Transformation pass through it?"
The thought crossed Li Yao's mind, but he quickly dismissed it. Madara knew he had the Spirit Transformation Technique—there was no way the Four Red Yang Formation would have such a flaw.
"This is... Hm? It's only a clone."
The moment the formation completed, a White Zetsu clone bearing the chakra of a three-tomoe Sharingan Madara emerged from the ground. Li Yao instantly sensed Madara's chakra.
At first, he thought the situation was dire. But it turned out Madara hadn't come personally—it was just a clone with his chakra signature.
"Heh…"
"Well, that's underestimating me."
"Koyuki, lend me half your chakra."
Li Yao grinned. He feared Madara's real body wielding the Gedo Statue and casting Six Paths–level secret techniques. But against a White Zetsu clone? He wasn't afraid at all.
He formed a sealing array over his body in an instant and grabbed Koyuki's shoulder with his right hand, activating the technique to absorb half of her chakra.
Koyuki's chakra had already reached an overwhelming level. Just half of it was more than what dozens of Kakashi could muster—more than enough for Li Yao to deal with Madara.
"Wait here!"
After absorbing her chakra, Li Yao patted her head and turned to leap downward.
As he descended, he activated his long-unused Black Iron Feather Cloak.
This Amegakure jonin body he had possessed was too weak. Its physical speed couldn't keep up with his reflexes. He needed the cloak's assistance to synchronize his body with his mental speed to face Madara's attacks.
"Uncle…"
Koyuki watched from above. Around her, paper bombs floated in all directions—ready to intervene at a moment's notice.
Boom!
Li Yao landed like a cannonball, blasting up dust and debris.
For once, it wasn't raining. The sky was bright and clear—a good day for a battle.
Madara stood with arms crossed, watching Li Yao emerge from the smoke a hundred meters away.
It seemed Madara, confident that the barrier had secured the kill, didn't bother to strike while Li Yao was mid-air—or maybe he simply disdained such tactics.
"Brat, how did you do it?" Madara asked.
To erase will imprints from a soul—he could believe it if one had the Rinnegan.
But Li Yao, a so-called "ordinary man," had done it. Madara was genuinely curious.
It was the only thing about Li Yao that he truly respected.
Hmm… he's not rushing in?
Li Yao was slightly surprised by Madara's question but quickly smiled. Buying time was perfect—the fusion of the Reverse Four Symbols Sealing chakra and the storage-space chakra was almost complete.
If Madara wasn't rushing him, he had no reason to rush either.
He smiled and replied, "It's a new jutsu I developed—originally intended to counter the curse at my heart. I ended up getting something unexpected out of it. At that moment—so fast!"
Li Yao's hands crossed before his chest just in time—Madara had already arrived.
Boom!
A massive force exploded against Li Yao's crossed arms.
Instead of resisting directly, Li Yao let the force carry him, his body rocketing backwards like a struck baseball.
"Fire Style: Majestic Destroyer Flame!"
Before he could recover, Madara completed a hand seal. His chest expanded sharply, and he exhaled a torrent of fire, blasting a massive shockwave across the field—giving Li Yao no chance to breathe.
"So I'm the fool here."
Li Yao chuckled to himself. He thought he could stall with words, but Madara had immediately seen through the ploy. Even without knowing why Li Yao was stalling, he attacked without hesitation—and relentlessly.
Having just possessed this body, Li Yao's reaction time was still off. And to be fair, Madara was fast.
After all, in the original story, Madara could react to Might Guy's Eighth Gate. His taijutsu was fearsome.
Against a double-combo from Madara, most Kage-level ninja would have been severely wounded.
But Li Yao wasn't most people—he didn't need hand seals to cast jutsu, and his techniques lost no power.
"Water Style: Black Water!"
He activated a technique developed by the Third Mizukage. Instantly, a thick mass of black water enveloped him, shielding him from the flames and absorbing the impact.
"That's… the Third Mizukage's Black Water!"
"So Li Yao did learn it after all…"
From a hill 200 meters away, White Zetsu emerged, sensing the fire clashing with the Black Water. He was growing increasingly wary of Li Yao's ability to replicate others' jutsu.
Madara's fire jutsu were beyond what regular water styles could handle—but a bloodline-limit-level water technique like Black Water could defend against them with ease.
Whoosh!
As the fire cleared, Madara charged again.
"Still trying close combat in this day and age?"
Li Yao wasn't going to let him close the distance again. He flicked his finger.
Zing!
A razor-sharp wind blade shot forth.
Madara's sharp senses picked it up immediately. He twisted aside and dodged.
Shhh!
A narrow black crack appeared silently on the ground—right where Madara had dodged. The cut was perfectly smooth.
Boom!
A breeze passed Madara's cheek—first the mark, then the sound. Seeing the clean cut, he was struck with a realization.
First sealing jutsu. Then the Third Mizukage's water style. Now this powerful wind release.
Li Yao's abilities weren't limited by the body he possessed—he could still use every jutsu he had learned.
"Troublesome…"
Madara thought to himself, though his expression turned wild with excitement. His heart pounded—he hadn't felt this rush in a long time.
And he was quick!
Li Yao saw Madara dodge and knew—no more high-cost jutsu. He needed to conserve chakra until the fusion completed.
"Storm Style: Light Fang!"
A piercing beam of white light burst from Madara's mouth, slashing down at Li Yao from above.
This old man was prideful indeed.
After being forced to dodge a wind blade, he retaliated with a technique of similar style.
Boom!
Li Yao didn't block. He used the Black Iron Feather Cloak to dodge mid-air.
Tear!
The white beam carved a deep, smooth trench in the earth.
Madara's Storm Release attack was no joke.
Even Li Yao's Black Water couldn't withstand that.
"Return the favor."
Before even landing, Li Yao activated his next move. Countless black iron chains shot out from his palms toward Madara.
"Hmph!"
Madara snorted and leapt into the air. In midair, his three-tomoe Sharingan spun—and a blue chakra giant emerged.
Susanoo.
Though only in its early stage, it stood several dozen meters tall.
Its enormous fist slammed downward toward Li Yao.
Clang clang! Countless black iron chains burst from the ground, attempting to entangle Susanoo.
But Li Yao had underestimated its power.
Susanoo wasn't just a giant—it scaled its strength with its size. It sprouted two extra arms and violently flexed—instantly snapping the chains.
Then, its massive blue fist descended like a meteor.
Boom!
The ground shattered like brittle cookies. One punch, and the terrain burst apart—raising a storm of smoke and debris.
(END CHAPTER)
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