Chapter 400: The pitch-black general, the truth of the rampage

In the arena, sensing that the last opponent's aura was gone, the crazy look on Uchiha Madara's face gradually faded.

"Swish~"

With an expressionless face, he shook the blood off the white longsword, turned to look at the blue-red Rabbit Knight sitting in the viewing area, and the meaning in his scarlet eyes was very clear.

"Is he dead?"

The crowd in the viewing area looked at the green tanuki knight soaked in blood, their expressions varied.

They had thought this match was just a happy friendly match and wouldn't result in casualties, but the bloody reality told them the cruelty of the Knight Battle.

"Teacher!"

After a brief silence, the emotionally collapsed Chiyo lay on the railing of the viewing area, her painful voice like a cuckoo crying blood. Mako, who had a soft heart, couldn't bear it and stepped forward to pat the trembling back of the girl lightly.

"You..."

She opened her mouth but didn't know how to comfort the sad girl.

"Can the final winner be announced now?"

Senju Tobirama stood out, ruining the mood. He didn't take Chiyo, who was immersed in pain, seriously, and looked at Uchiha Gin, who was the organizer, questioning him.

Uchiha Gin didn't pay attention to this white-haired guy. Instead, he looked thoughtfully at Shamon, who had fallen to the ground, a faint blue light appearing in his eyes.

Rinnegan, open.

Through these eyes that could see through everything, Uchiha Gin unexpectedly discovered that there was a brewing power within Shamon's body, and it was about to erupt.

"Wait a bit longer, the match isn't over yet."

"Ah?"

The crowd was startled upon hearing this, and their gazes fell back onto the stage.

Uchiha Madara, who was waiting for victory, suddenly frowned. It wasn't because he felt he had been neglected by the organizer, but because he felt the anomaly happening behind him.

"Look quickly! He stood up again!"

"Impossible, I clearly sensed his life aura disappear. How could he resurrect?"

Senju Tobirama widened his eyes in surprise, looking at the green tanuki knight slowly crawling up from the ground, his heart full of confusion, and even began to doubt whether his perception ability had gone wrong.

"Teacher!"

Chiyo cried with joy, holding her hands high and beginning to sway wildly.

"Is it some other little trick of playing dead?"

Uchiha Madara turned around, his gaze landing on the wound deep enough to see bone on Shamon's chest. At this moment, the blood at the wound had long since dried, and tender flesh buds were growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Since you didn't die, isn't it better to lie down obediently? Is life so worthless in your eyes?"

Slowly raising the longsword in his hand, Uchiha Madara's eyes once again showed a touch of madness, and killing intent permeated again.

The Nine-Tails in the consciousness sea was secretly happy upon seeing this. It hadn't expected that it could use the malice of chakra to influence Uchiha Madara, this guy. It seemed that it wouldn't be long before it could turn the tables and become the master.

"Precisely because life is precious, I must guard it."

Shamon, who had recovered his consciousness, looked at Uchiha Madara, who was filled with killing intent, with eyes like torches. As he spoke, a variegated light gradually flickered in his hand.

"Teacher! Don't fight anymore, hurry up and admit defeat!"

Chiyo in the viewing area had her mood like a roller coaster. After the joy, she calmed down and immediately advised loudly.

Uchiha Madara was powerful, and her teacher was simply no match for him; even if he had a few more lives, it wouldn't be enough for the other party to slaughter.

"If I stop here, how can I guard others? Behind the general are the lights of ten thousand homes."

Shamon shook his head, and the unstable light in his hand slowly dissipated, revealing a black-and-green samurai sword buckle. The complex aura emitted from it made Uchiha Madara, who had an expressionless face, unable to help but frown.

"What... is that?"

"It's the hope that was crushed by you, pieced together again..."

Raising the brand-new buckle in his hand, the expression on Shamon's face became extremely determined. As he spoke, he reached out to pull the samurai sword buckle out of its scabbard, and in the surprised eyes of the crowd, he inserted the split-in-two buckle into the driver at his waist.

"... revenge."

"Set Avenge."

Accompanied by the loading sound effect, a long ancient rhyme suddenly played in the arena, and pitch-black fog rose abruptly, enveloping Shamon's body in an instant.

The next moment, a pair of large green hands stretched out from the darkness, crossed and merged, dragging all the black fog into Shamon's body.

"Black General!"

The fog dissipated, revealing a pitch-black figure. On the back of the heavy armor covered in dark green patterns, a black cloak radiating a murderous aura floated, and the aura radiated from his entire body was as majestic as a general going on an expedition.

The black tanuki knight slowly raised his hand, and the samurai sword buckle at his waist flashed with a red light instantly.

"Bujin Sword."

As the electronic sound fell, a green-and-black samurai sword appeared in his hand. Although it hadn't been unsheathed, everyone, even from far away, could feel its sharp edge.

"Ready Fight!"

"Clang!"

Shamon raised the samurai sword in his hand and pulled the scabbard open violently. The sharp blade reflected his new face, and fighting spirit like substance burned in his red compound eyes.

"I will use this power..."

"Clang!"

Pushing the unsheathed blade back into the scabbard, Shamon raised his head to look at Uchiha Madara, who was waiting in battle formation. His voice was low and solemn.

"... to guard my world."

"Boom!"

A thunderclap sounded in the sky, and raindrops the size of beans fell on Shamon's pitch-black armor, as if performing some kind of baptism on him.

In the viewing area, Uchiha Gin, who had been silent for a long time, finally ushered in the drama he had been looking forward to most. He stood up, unable to hide the excitement in his heart, and raised his hands high, his surprised gaze landing directly on the black general radiating a man-eating aura.

The green ninja fell into the Pure Land, and the black general was born in the rainy night.

"That's right! This is what I wanted to see! Kwa~ kwa~ kwa~"

Unable to help but let out a few strange "kwa" laughs, Uchiha Gin's performance instantly aroused the curiosity of everyone present. Gin Jiao frowned and opened his mouth.

"Gin Emperor Rider brother, that baldy, he?"

"Shh~"

Uchiha Gin put a finger to his lips, turned to make a "shh" gesture to the crowd who were listening with pricked ears, then turned back, looking at the black general walking slowly toward Uchiha Madara, and spoke with an inexplicable tone.

"Even if you are a god, you have to prove it to the general."

"You aren't delusional enough to think you can defeat me, are you? Ridiculous..."

The aura radiated by the Black General was extremely profound, but Uchiha Madara was even more confident in his own strength. Facing Shamon, who was coming head-on, he smiled coldly and raised the white longsword in his hand, firing a blue sword-gang.

"Boom!"

The sharp sword energy rushed toward Shamon, the fierce aura visible to the naked eye. However, the Black General didn't dodge or evade, raised the samurai sword in his hand and flicked it, throwing the scabbard to the side.

"Swish~"

The sharp white blade radiated black-green light, and a profound sword-gang was suddenly thrown out, slamming heavily into Uchiha Madara's blue sword energy. The airflow generated by the collision blew the capes of the two upward, manifesting a ferocious beast head behind each of them.

"Roar!"

It was the heads of the Nine-Tails and Shukaku, seeing that the two sides were incompatible, baring their teeth and roaring.

The aftermath of the attack hadn't dissipated yet, and the two turned into streams of light simultaneously, colliding directly. The samurai sword and longsword instantly sparked bursts of fire.

Feeling the giant force on the weapon, Uchiha Madara raised his brows with slight surprise. The other party could actually contend with him in strength.

"Bang!"

Knowing that there would be no result if they stayed in a stalemate, the two retreated a few steps simultaneously, their hands holding the weapons trembling slightly, but the fighting spirit in their eyes was even greater than before.

"Interesting, come again!"

Uchiha Madara felt a trace of pressure, but more of it was the joy of battle. He saw him take the initiative to raise his sword and stab toward Shamon.

The Nine-Tails in the consciousness space blinked its eyes in confusion. Because its belly was currently full of cow-bile ink, it wasn't convenient to move, so it could only observe the Black General in front of it through Uchiha Madara's perspective.

"Something's wrong. Since when did that stupid tanuki become so fierce?"

Discovering that the other party could actually go back and forth with Uchiha Madara, this made the Nine-Tails, which prided itself on being the strongest Tailed Beast, feel a bit embarrassed.

"Bang!"

"Ping~ Pong!"

Shamon brandished the samurai sword, easily dealing with Uchiha Madara's rain-like attacks, which made the other party frown.

"Your taijutsu is actually this strong? How is it different from the description in the intelligence?"

"I was Loulan's general before. If my taijutsu were too weak, I would be laughed at."

Waving away Uchiha Madara's straight stab and showing a relaxed Shamon, he explained faintly.

"Hmph!"

Uchiha Madara's swordsmanship wasn't weak, but he had relied too much on the power of his eyes over these years, causing him to slack off in his swordsmanship practice, which was why he had been found an opportunity by Shamon and fought to a draw.

"Since that's the case, then..."

Not being able to take advantage in close combat, Uchiha Madara immediately retreated to open distance from Shamon, while simultaneously injecting scorching chakra into the longsword in his hand. The scorching flames surged at the blade.

Looking with satisfaction at his successfully enchanted longsword, Uchiha Madara slashed at Shamon casually, and the sky full of flames rushed toward him the next moment.

"Sand Wall."

Shamon formed a seal with one hand, and a thick sand wall rose abruptly on the ground, isolating the flames.

"Boom!"

The explosion sound when the flames collided was endless. Shamon operated the defense calmly while secretly guarding against Uchiha Madara's movements.

"Who were you scolding just now?"

Sure enough, Uchiha Madara's figure appeared behind him, slashing with anger. Shamon didn't have time to turn his head and relied purely on his reflex nerves to raise the samurai sword, narrowly blocking the other party's sneak attack.

"Bang!"

The attack failed, and Uchiha Madara increased his demand for Tailed Beast power again. The red armor, which had already been eroded by the Nine-Tails' power, erupted with man-eating aura again.

The Nine-Tails in the consciousness sea danced with joy. You just borrow it; borrow it once and don't make a sound~

"Die!"

The white longsword in his hand flashed with red light, wrapped in thick Tailed Beast power, and slashed heavily toward Shamon.

"Clang~ Bang!"

Although he raised his hand to block Uchiha Madara's attack, he was still sent flying for dozens of meters, crashing into a protruding rock wall.

"So weak~"

Uchiha Madara laughed proudly, the red on his body even thicker than before, and the aura on his body became more and more irritable.

"Not good, that guy has been infected by the stinky fox's power. Be careful."

Shukaku, who had been helping Shamon fight, looked with vigilance at Uchiha Madara not far away. This Indra reincarnation had also capsized in the gutter, actually being fooled by the stinky fox.

"His heart is in chaos."

Shamon shook his head, his gaze landing on Uchiha Madara's compound eyes, which were flickering between red and yellow. If the other party were in a normal state, he might not have had much chance of winning.

But now that the other party's Dao heart was in chaos, he had a chance to defeat Uchiha Madara.

"Come again, come again!"

Uchiha Madara was like a demon, brandishing the longsword in his hand like a tiger. The overflowing sword energy cut everything on the battlefield. Having turned into a human meat harvester, he now had only the Black General in his eyes.

Seeing this, Shamon slowly raised the samurai sword in his hand. His entire person seemed like duckweed in the rain, yet like a needle in the sea. Facing Uchiha Madara's sharp sword energy, he easily dodged the blue light.

Then, seeing the opportunity, he stabbed the samurai sword toward Uchiha Madara's face, but unfortunately, it was narrowly dodged by the other party. The two took advantage of the situation and fought together again, the crisp sound of metal clashing endless.

"Not very good."

Watching the scene of the two fighting without missing a beat, Senju Tobirama's face gradually darkened.

"Teacher, what did you say?"

The F6 heard Senju Tobirama's words and immediately surrounded him.

"Did you guys not see anything?"

At this point, this white-haired Senju Tobirama was still acting as a riddle-maker, throwing the question to the F6, and looked at his disciples with slightly furrowed brows, waiting for their answers.

"Uh... I see that the Shadow Assistant is about to win. That black tanuki is just a grasshopper after autumn, it won't be able to jump for many days."

Danzo scratched his head. Looking at his classmates with furrowed brows on the side, he was eager to perform and was the first to raise his hand, saying those kinds of pretty words with no nutrition.

"Tsk!"

Senju Tobirama let out a cold "tsk" upon hearing this answer. Danzo looked at the coldness and disappointment in his teacher's eyes and was so scared that his butt clamped tightly.

The dejected Danzo secretly swore that if his teacher asked a question again, he would absolutely not be the first to raise his hand.

"The Shadow Assistant has been dragged into the rhythm of that black knight. If he can't wake up in time, I fear..."

Sarutobi Hiruzen thought for a long time, but after Danzo finished answering, he finally spoke his own insights. From his slightly worried expression, it wasn't hard to see that he held a pessimistic attitude toward Uchiha Madara's current situation.

"Hmm."

Hearing an answer that was still passable, Senju Tobirama nodded noncommittally. The look in his eyes toward Sarutobi Hiruzen also had a few more points of recognition, which made the secretly wounded Danzo feel even more sour and embarrassed.

"I think..."

"I feel..."

"I..."

The others also expressed their views one after another, but they were all similar to Sarutobi Hiruzen's answer. Senju Tobirama nodded lightly.

"The Clan Leader's state is not quite right."

Uchiha Kagami, who had been silent for half a day on the side, frowned and spoke. Senju Tobirama heard this, and a flash of inexplicable light flashed in his eyes.

"Kagami, tell me about it."

"Although the Clan Leader is a battle maniac, he has always had his own set of tactics. Pursuing elegant combat, it is absolutely impossible for him to use swordsmanship like a 'king-eight-fist'."

Pointing at Uchiha Madara, who was brandishing his longsword wantonly on the battlefield, Uchiha Kagami pointed out the reason.

"That's right, I suspect he has gone berserk."

Having fought with Uchiha Madara for so many years, Senju Tobirama had long since studied this rival thoroughly.

The other party always pursued combat full of aesthetics, always having "dance" on his lips. Now it was "Die" every other word; the art style was clearly different.

Such an ugly way of fighting was absolutely not something Uchiha Madara could do.

"Berserk?"

Hearing this unfamiliar term, the F6 looked at each other in dismay, then looked at Senju Tobirama in unison, waiting for his answer.

"Tailed Beast Knights have always had the risk of going berserk. This is recorded in many intelligence reports, but I didn't expect that one day Uchiha Madara would also go berserk."

In the intelligence collected by Senju Tobirama, the records of every Tailed Beast Knight going berserk were clearly marked, among which the Tailed Beast Knights of Kirigakure and Iwagakure had the most frequent records of going berserk.

After going berserk, the Tailed Beast Knight would be manipulated by the evil thoughts of the Tailed Beast chakra, gradually turning into a slave of power, and finally, the consciousness of the Tailed Beast would occupy the body.

"Something's wrong. Logically speaking, Yin-release chakra can restrain the erosion of Tailed Beast chakra. How could Uchiha Madara, who possesses the Mangekyo, fall for it?"

This point made Senju Tobirama extremely puzzled. According to records, the purer the Yin-release chakra, the easier it was to resist the erosion of Tailed Beast chakra.

The Sharingan was considered the king of kings in Yin-release. Logically speaking, even if he hung one more Tailed Beast, Uchiha Madara shouldn't have any pressure at all.

"Then is it possible that the Nine-Tails also has very pure Yin-release chakra?"

Just as a voice full of teasing rang in his ear, Senju Tobirama turned his head and looked at the blue-red Rabbit Knight who had sat near them at some point, and asked with furrowed brows.

"Even if the Nine-Tails' Yin-release attainments are outstanding, that guy Uchiha Madara is no vegetarian."

Uchiha Madara had the feat of controlling four Tailed Beasts in one breath. How could a mere Nine-Tails bewitch him?

"The situation is different. At that time, the Nine-Tails was wild; now it is being kept in captivity."

You are naturally vigilant against wild dogs, but would you guard against your own husky?

This was also Uchiha Madara's own carelessness. He felt that the Nine-Tails was just a small pet he could hold in his hand, so he relaxed his guard against it, which gave the other party an opportunity to take advantage of it when he was in the most urgent moment of battle.

"Die! Die! Die!"

Uchiha Madara, who had gone completely crazy, had a standing beast pupil faintly emerging in the tomoe of his eyes, accurately splitting the pattern in his eyes and radiating a violent aura.

"It's done~ It's finally done! It wasn't in vain that I endured humiliation for so many years; I was waiting for this moment!"

In the consciousness space, the Nine-Tails trembled with excitement. Recalling the past of being squeezed and enslaved by Uchiha Madara, it was about to turn the tables, and its heart was filled with joy.

For these years, the Nine-Tails had lived a life of enduring humiliation. Facing Uchiha Madara, it kept a smiling face, but secretly it had been planning a revenge plan.

"Hehehe~ Wait until I take your body, I will definitely make you lose face!"

The Nine-Tails recalled Uchiha Madara often taking its "stuff" cutting as a joke, and it secretly swore that it would definitely make this detestable human pay the price.

"Bang!"

The Black General dodged Uchiha Madara's crazy attack. The samurai sword in his hand seemed to have life, nimbly bypassing the attack and stabbing toward the wide-open back waist.

"Rip~"

After fighting for so long, Uchiha Madara finally got injured. The soft armor at his waist couldn't resist the sharp Martial God Blade and was slashed open with a wound more than a foot long. However, what was surprising was that this freshly baked wound was actually healing rapidly.

"Damn it!"

The compound eyes were completely covered by the bright red of the Nine-Tails chakra. Uchiha Madara only had the desire to kill in his heart, and the movements under his hands became more and more chaotic.

"May I ask, how can we make the Clan Leader recover?"

The conversation between Senju Tobirama and Uchiha Gin fell into the ears of the F6 on the side. Uchiha Kagami heard that his clan leader had gone berserk, and his eyes were about to turn red with anxiety. Regardless of whether they were familiar or not, he went straight to the legendary Emperor Rider brother.

"Oh?"

Glancing at his nephew, Uchiha Gin thought for a while and decided to give back to the public for free, then spoke.

"Very simple, you guys go up and take off his belt~"

"Tsk!"

The people listening with pricked ears around rolled their eyes in unison. If they could take off Uchiha Madara's belt, did the Shadow Assistant of Konoha still need face?

"Is there anything more practical?"

Uchiha Kagami asked again without hope, but Uchiha Gin actually nodded seriously.

"Yes."

"Ha? Please tell me, I'm very grateful."

"The previous answer has already been issued for free. Please don't push your luck."

Waving his hand, Uchiha Gin righteously opened his pocket and hinted wildly.

Seeing this, five of the F6 subconsciously cast their gazes on Uchiha Kagami, the meaning expressed being self-evident.

"Please take these. If it's not enough, I can write you an IOU in my uncle's name."

The matter was of great importance, and Uchiha Kagami couldn't care about too much. He threw his stock of gold bricks to Uchiha Gin, fearing that the other party wouldn't be satisfied, and immediately promised firmly.

"Good, good, good~"

Looking at the gold bricks in his hand that had gone around and come back, Uchiha Gin felt speechless.

Filial piety is strong, Kagami-zai, you are becoming more and more filial!

"Seeing that you are so filial and sincere, I will tell you another way to solve the rampage."

After Uchiha Gin put away the gold bricks, he showed a thoughtful expression, then touched his chin and spoke.

"Besides using pure Yin-release chakra to defend against the erosion of Tailed Beast chakra, one can also use extremely pure Yang-release chakra to suppress Tailed Beast chakra."

"Ah! Yang-release?"

"Then there's no hope~"

Several people were stunned upon hearing this, then showed expressions of despair. The fact that Uchiha Madara didn't have Yang-attribute chakra wasn't a secret. Now the last road was also blocked.

Could it be that they could only watch Uchiha Madara being played in the palm of the Nine-Tails?

"Could it be that Heaven wants to destroy my Konoha?"

A trace of pain appeared in Senju Tobirama's eyes.

The First Hokage was lying on the sickbed with his life and death unknown, and the designated Second Hokage had been infected by the Tailed Beast's evil thoughts due to carelessness. If it continued to develop like this, Konoha's two mountains would collapse together, and then only he, the village branch secretary, would be left to support it alone.

When it really came to the point of having no one to use, should he let that curly-haired guy take office?

Just as the terrifying thought arose, Senju Tobirama saw the Emperor Rider brother on the side suddenly cover his faceplate.

"Achoo! Is there a treacherous citizen who wants to harm me?"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 401 =====