Konoha's Medical Ninja: One Punch to beat up Madara

Chapter 219: I’ll Dance On Your Grave



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The ninja army retreated in an orderly manner, regrouping and selecting other battlefields in batches.

However, Onoki, Jiraiya, Gaara, and Naruto's Shadow Clone stood firm.

"As a Kage, how can there be any reason to step back?"

Onoki supported his painful waist.

Although his posture was a bit awkward, the firmness in his words remained unshaken.

Colt had no objections; these people were strong enough to stand their ground.

However, it was merely a matter of watching.

At the same time, the coalition headquarters also received news of Uchiha Madara's appearance.

And worse news followed.

The masked man had appeared, and with him was Uchiha Sasuke, engaged in a confrontation with Kakashi's troops and the real Naruto, who was approaching from behind.

What was terrifying was that the masked man had also mastered the Six Paths clone technique and turned the corpses of several Jinchurikis into the Six Paths of Pain.

He had even gained the ability to transform into a tailed beast.

The battlefield was immediately divided into two parts:

One part had Kamiyo Colt fighting against the legendary Ninja God, Uchiha Madara.

The second part had the masked man and Uchiha Sasuke battling the third and fifth units.

As for the White Zetsus on the coast, they were of less importance.

Though they were numerous, they could be killed if one had the time.

Tsunade and the Fourth Raikage hesitated, unsure of who to support first.

"Go help Naruto and Kakashi. The Nine Tails is the top priority. As for Uchiha Madara... we have to trust Colt."

The military advisor, Shikaku Nara, thought for a moment and slowly gave his answer.

No matter how they looked at it, the threat to the living was greater.

If the masked man obtained the Nine Tails inside Naruto, that would be the most terrifying outcome.

Moreover, Colt had the [Flying Thunder God Technique].

Even if he couldn't defeat Uchiha Madara, he could take the Tsuchikage and the others and retreat safely.

After listening to his analysis, Tsunade nodded in agreement and looked at the Raikage, who was still reluctant:

"We'll teleport to the third unit's battlefield using the [Heavenly Transfer Technique]. Additionally, the main enemy force has appeared, so the Mizukage can leave the Daimyos' side."

"Understood!" The Fourth Raikage quickly agreed and instructed Mabui to prepare the teleportation formation.

The two vanished in a flash of light.

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In the Land of Fire, among the mountains and forests, stood several luxurious buildings in a well-hidden place.

This was the hiding place where the Daimyos from all over the world had gathered.

Terumi Mei led the escort team, with Chojuro as the head, remaining vigilant against any potential threats.

At that moment, the team's liaison officer whispered something in Terumi Mei's ear.

Her eyes narrowed.

"Alright, I'm ready to leave."

The teleportation team, specially prepared for Terumi Mei, surrounded her.

Yamashiro Aoba, along with Raido Namiashi and Shiranui Genma-three guards of the Fourth Hokage, Namikaze Minato-had learned the [Flying Thunder God Technique].

Though their talents were not abundant, they were able to cooperate to activate the [Flying Thunder God Formation].

Terumi Mei was teleported away, leaving Chojuro in charge of guarding the Daimyos with the rest of the team.

In the distance, Black Zetsu sensed Uchiha Madara's "resurrection" and also received news of the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki's appearance.

Losing interest in the Daimyos, he prepared to head to the main battlefield.

However, Kisame, who had followed Black Zetsu, laughed.

"Since we're already here, wouldn't it be a shame not to kill a few Daimyos?"

Black Zetsu thought for a moment.

Since Kisame's speed made it difficult for him to reach the main battlefield, it didn't matter what he did.

"Then continue watching here. If you get the chance, kill them all."

After that, Black Zetsu sank into the ground and disappeared.

Once Black Zetsu had completely left, Kisame's eyes lit up with excitement as he picked up the Samehada and walked toward the Daimyos residence.

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Back on the battlefield, after hearing Orochimaru's praise, the malice in Uchiha Madara's eyes disappeared.

"As you wish, I will reluctantly show you... what it means to be a god!"

With that, Uchiha Madara leaped off the high platform and strode toward Colt, each step

slowly turning into a run.

Though he was just one man, the momentum behind him was like that of a thousand ninjas

charging forward.

Jiraiya and the others felt the weight of his power, becoming fully alert.

Colt's smile widened as he braced himself, raising his energy and charging at Uchiha Madara.

"Brat, I admire your courage."

Uchiha Madara smiled as well, having not met an opponent daring enough to attack him for a

long time.

The distance between the two rapidly closed, until finally...

Boom!

A dull collision sounded as Madara and Colt jumped into the air, their right arms crashing into

each other.

For a brief moment, they were locked in a stalemate before a shockwave erupted from their clash, sending a sandstorm spiraling across the battlefield.

"Kid, your taijutsu is... not bad."

Madara's scarlet Sharingan glinted as he gauged Colt's strength from that one blow.

"Senpai's strength is... a bit disappointing!"

Colt proceeded to deliver another punch.

Though Madara raised his arm to block, he was knocked into the air by the sheer force.

"Interesting..."

Madara wasn't angry in the least.

In fact, he was even more excited.

Landing smoothly, he rushed back into the fight.

At a speed that was hard for the spectators to follow, the two engaged in a fierce taijutsu

battle.

Colt refrained from using his [Flying Feathers] or any of his ocular jutsus, while Madara relied solely on the enhanced reflexes of his Sharingan.

It was as if they had agreed to fight using only their physical prowess.

Colt's fighting style was unpredictable, using the core of the [Eight Trigrams Palms], with

lethal intent embedded in every move.

Meanwhile, Uchiha Madara's taijutsu was sharpened from the battlefields of the Warring States Period, crafted solely for the purpose of killing.

Jiraiya watched the fight, his face grim.

Without using ninjutsu, if he were in Colt's place, he would be at a disadvantage very shortly

into the fight.

If he didn't use ninjutsu after that, he would be dead.

"Hahaha!"

Madara's excitement grew with each exchange.

He deflected Colt's hand, which was aimed at his chest, and thrust his fist toward Colt's face.

"Do you want to dance as well?!" he said with a manic look.

Colt planted his arm firmly, catching Madara's fist with his right hand and flashing a smirk.

"Dance? No, I don't want to dance here."

"I want to dance... on your grave!"

With that, Colt unleashed his full power, a force he had been holding back.

His right leg shot out like lightning, sweeping across Madara's legs.

The impact was tremendous. Madara's legs were smashed down, his height dropping as he

was forced to kneel.

Colt looked down at Uchiha Madara, his voice cold.

"If your legs are broken, can you still dance?"