"Mr. Madara, I know you're very angry right now, but please don't be. The outcome of our battle was determined from the start. Thinking about it that way, doesn't it make you feel a little better?"
Beryl's words almost made Uchiha Madara go berserk.
"The outcome was determined from the start? You really dare to say that!" Uchiha Madara laughed in extreme anger. The blue arm of Susanoo, gripping the scabbard, made the Chakra of the scabbard tremble slightly, transforming into a blue Katana.
He swung the blue blade in his hand, fiercely slashing towards Beryl's position.
"Mr. Madara, are you still unwilling to give up?"
A flash of light appeared, and in front of Susanoo, there was a powerful chakra fluctuation.
Just as the blade was about to cut Beryl in half from behind, Beryl's figure disappeared with a "whoosh."
The next moment, she lightly landed on the back of the swinging blade.
Even though Susanoo's blade swing was incredibly fast, she remained perfectly still on the tip of the blade.
"As expected of the Susanoo passed down through generations of Uchiha, both its attack and appearance are quite impressive."
"However..." Beryl said, her voice suddenly changing, "I wonder about its defense."
Beryl's figure disappeared again, rushing towards the location of Perfect Susanoo Uchiha Madara.
Uchiha Madara seemed to sense danger and manipulated Susanoo to defend.
One slash, two slashes.
Susanoo's dual blades swung extremely fast, but each time they were about to land on Beryl, she skillfully dodged them. And she dodged Susanoo's slashes in a perilous manner, which made Uchiha Madara grit his teeth in hatred.
"Damn it, just a little more."
Beryl got closer and closer to Susanoo's visor. Uchiha Madara quickly formed hand seals.
"Fire Release: Dragon Flame..."
"Too slow."
The voice came, almost at the same moment.
As Susanoo's most durable part, used to protect the user's body, the special visor on Susanoo's forehead.
Crack—
Several cracks appeared.
"Not good."
Uchiha Madara's expression suddenly changed.
He abandoned the hand seals, and the Rinnegan in his eyes began to extract ocular power to its maximum extent.
"Super Shinra Tensei"
The ocular power control and the repulsive force released by the skill were all concentrated in one direction.
Bang—
Just then, Susanoo's visor shattered.
An incredibly powerful shockwave surged forth.
"This is impossible!"
The repulsive force generated by Super Shinra Tensei was actually suppressed by the airwave in an instant, completely without resistance.
"Wah!"
Uchiha Madara violently spat out a mouthful of blood.
A large hole burst open in the back of Perfect Susanoo's head.
Uchiha Madara's body flew backward, and after several seconds in the air, he slammed heavily into the ground. The immense impact inertia caused Uchiha Madara's body to violently rub against the ground, rolling several hundred meters before finally coming to a stop.
The Perfect Susanoo also completely disintegrated due to the loss of Uchiha Madara's ocular power.
The spot where Uchiha Madara stopped rolling, a shallow pit about seven or eight meters wide was created.
"Cough, puff... cough cough." Uchiha Madara clutched his chest with one hand, continuously coughing up blood. His red armor was also tattered from rolling and rubbing against the ground.
"The gap between her and me... is actually so huge."
Uchiha Madara had never imagined that someone could simply extend a finger and flick it.
Casually compressing the air and releasing an air cannon could instantly destroy Susanoo, which was hailed as the strongest defense, and it was his, Uchiha Madara's Perfect Susanoo.
If someone had told him before that Perfect Susanoo was vulnerable, he, Uchiha Madara, would have immediately given them a big slap.
Now...
"Cough cough." Uchiha Madara wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Fortunately, he had Senju Hashirama's cells; otherwise, he probably wouldn't even be able to stand up.
Failure, a complete and utter failure.
There was no possibility of winning at all.
No, if he could perfectly use Senju Hashirama's power, maybe there would be a tiny chance...
Dying in the arena did not mean truly dying.
This was the information Uchiha Madara obtained from the arena rules, and it was also why he had no intention of holding back from the start.
Beryl slowly descended from high in the sky.
She stood at a relatively far distance from Uchiha Madara.
"Mr. Madara, do you want to give up?" Beryl's voice was calm.
"Hmph, I, Uchiha Madara, only know failure and success, never giving up!" Uchiha Madara spat out a mouthful of foul blood with a "Pah!" and stood up, puffing out his chest.
"I have one last move. If you can take it head-on, I will admit that you are the strongest!"
"Is that so?" Beryl smiled slightly, "Although I don't really care about being the strongest or anything, since it's Mr. Madara's request, I'll reluctantly agree."
"I will stay within your attack range and won't use Instant Transmission to run around. Mr. Madara, feel free to attack." Beryl gave Uchiha Madara a reassuring look.
"That's good..." Uchiha Madara said proudly.
Although it was a bit despicable, he had no choice!
If Beryl just randomly performed spatial jumps, and his full-power ultimate skill couldn't hit her, wouldn't that be very frustrating?
Just like before, he attacked Beryl, but she didn't want to play and just went to the side to watch.
"Susanoo."
Uchiha Madara activated Perfect Susanoo again.
"Mr. Madara, are you planning to get back up where you fell, and regain your face with Susanoo?" Beryl said with interest.
"Hmph, stop with the empty words. The real show is about to begin."
Uchiha Madara brought his hands together.
"Wood Release: Wood Human Technique."
The earth trembled violently, and a few seconds later, a giant golem made entirely of wood crawled out of the ground.
"Senju Hashirama, let us merge!" Uchiha Madara roared, "Susanoo: Beast of the Wild."
The azure chakra emanating from Susanoo smoothly spread onto the wood golem, covering its surface and becoming armor roughly the same size as the Golem.
"Susanoo clad Golem?" Beryl stood on the violently shaking ground, looking at Uchiha Madara's new technique gradually taking shape, a hint of playfulness on her face.
"Interesting, you're quite good at playing around."
"However, Mr. Madara, you don't seem to know Sage Art right now."
If Beryl remembered correctly, Uchiha Madara's Sage Art was plundered from Senju Hashirama after his Edo Tensei.
"Hmm? Uchiha Madara's appearance... his life force is rapidly declining."
"Did he do something?" Beryl was puzzled. As for Chakra, she had only roughly looked at its formation rules; as for how to play with it creatively, she didn't understand it yet.
Uchiha Madara's jet-black hair turned gray at a visible speed.
Wrinkles also gradually covered his face.
"Ahhhhh!"
The Susanoo-clad Golem was complete.
Uchiha Madara's life force was still decreasing rapidly.
"This is my, Uchiha Madara's, strongest technique!"
The ground continuously trembled, and within a thousand-meter radius, the air became viscous.
Uchiha Madara clasped his hands together, breathing heavily:
"Sage Art Wood Release: True Several Thousand Hands!"