Naruto: I am Uchiha Shirou-Chapter 225: Naruto: I am Uchiha Shirou []

Monstrous Strength!

With a resounding thud, Shirou unleashed a full-powered strike that landed squarely on Madara's jaw.

Although Madara managed to react at the last moment and block with his hand, the sheer force behind the blow still overwhelmed him.

Under the immense strength, Madara's body was sent flying out of his Susanoo. Blood spurted from his mouth as he glared with wide eyes, filled with frustration.

"Monstrous strength! You even mastered the monstrous strength of the Senju Clan, and you've developed taijutsu techniques based on it!"

Madara was utterly shocked. He hadn't expected that over the years, Uchiha Shirou had gained so much mastery over the Wood Release cells.

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Sage Style: Fire Release · Majestic Dragon Flame Jutsu!

The moment Madara was knocked out of his Susanoo, Mikoto's Fire Release technique seamlessly followed, giving him no time to react.

"You may be strong, but this power belongs to the Uchiha!"

As Shirou coldly shouted, he seemed convinced that Madara was nothing more than a mutated product of human experimentation—not a true Uchiha.

This left Madara feeling even more stifled. It seemed every excuse he had prepared was now rendered useless, as the younger generation had already voiced them.

"I, Uchiha Madara, acknowledge your strength, but now..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Shirou's violent thunder chakra flared once more. His Mangekyo Sharingan spun wildly in his eye sockets, and the Lightning Blade in his hand pierced forward.

With the cooperation of Mikoto's own Mangekyo Sharingan, the two managed to force Madara into a corner, leaving him in disarray.

The cavern erupted into a chaotic, violent battle. With Susanoo in play, the destruction grew even more catastrophic.

The massive underground palace began to collapse. Amid the rumbling, Madara crossed his arms in front of his chest and was sent flying once again.

At this point, Madara was both furious and exhilarated. He was angry because these descendants were merciless, giving him no time to prepare. However, he was thrilled because their strength far exceeded his expectations.

"Mere grains of sand cannot compare to the true Uchiha!"

Madara's arrogant voice echoed through the dust-filled air. At the same time, a piercing sound reverberated, causing Madara's pupils to contract.

"This is...!"

In Madara's astonished gaze, the dust cleared to reveal Shirou holding a massive Rasengan infused with wind chakra in his hand.

Sage Style: Wind Release · Rasenshuriken!

"This is the Jinchūriki of the Nine-Tails' technique!"

Seeing this jutsu, Madara couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. His Sharingan spun rapidly, and a blue Susanoo skeleton formed in front of him to block the attack.

Although his Rinnegan could absorb this level of Wind Release, revealing its abilities now wasn't part of his plan—he had no choice but to take it head-on.

"If you're aware of this jutsu, then you should also understand my connection with Kushina!"

With a cold shout, Shirou hurled the Rasenshuriken toward Madara at high speed.

His connection with Kushina made using her technique fair game, didn't it?

After all, compared to developing an S-rank jutsu from scratch, it was much faster to just learn one.

"This jutsu alone isn't enough!"

Though infused with Sage Chakra, Madara's domineering voice still rang out amidst the terrifying explosion and whirring of the Rasenshuriken.

From within the piercing sound of the Wind Release explosion, a massive blue figure emerged.

Susanoo: Fourth Stage!

With a roar, Madara activated the fourth stage of Susanoo. This form was a fully armored giant, with the caster positioned in its head.

"I, Uchiha Madara, acknowledge your strength!"

Madara's commanding voice echoed once more. Though blood still dripped from the corner of his lips, and he appeared slightly disheveled, his composure and aura of dominance remained undiminished—if anything, he seemed excited.

Despite not being able to unleash his full power yet, the fact that he had been pushed to this point far exceeded his expectations.

His Susanoo was now just one step away from its perfect form.

"Heh, what a truly powerful jutsu!"

Even as he stood within Susanoo, Madara couldn't help but marvel at the Rasenshuriken's destructive force. The explosion had left a large crack in his Susanoo.

Though the Susanoo began to heal, the massive crack was undeniable proof of the jutsu's power.

Suddenly, Madara coughed, lowering his head to see blood pooling in his palm. His eyes briefly flashed with a look of admiration.

"A Rasengan infused with wind chakra nature transformation, targeting cells with dense, concentrated attacks... It was just a bit short."

Though his body had suffered some minor injuries, Madara showed no anger. Instead, he wiped the blood from his lips with excitement. As he turned around, his chest armor, damaged by the jutsu, fell apart.

When Madara fully turned to face them, Mikoto gasped in shock.

"Shirou, watch out! That's the First Hokage's face!"

With the armor gone, Madara's chest was now exposed, revealing a face embedded into his body.

"This is the ultimate power of the Sharingan!"

Madara's commanding voice echoed once more. Though he had been invigorated by the battle, his body's sudden weakness annoyed him greatly.

Madara frowned. Exposing his Wood Release wasn't part of the plan, but it wouldn't change much. After all, his current identity was that of someone who had escaped the lab of that detestable white-haired man.

"This power, the mastery of your Mangekyo..."

Madara's powerful voice was about to lecture them on the true strength of the Sharingan, but before he could finish, two massive Susanoo giants appeared before him.

"We have it too!"

With their Mangekyo Sharingan spinning, Shirou and Mikoto simultaneously activated their Susanoo.

Shirou's Susanoo was crimson red, immediately entering its fourth stage. It had three heads and six arms, each holding a terrifying weapon.

Mikoto's Susanoo was deep purple and wielded a longbow. However, her progression into the fourth stage was noticeably slower.

"A long-range Susanoo specializing in attacks!"

Seeing the combination of these two Mangekyo users—a close-quarters Susanoo and a long-range one—Madara's gaze softened with nostalgia as if recalling a distant memory.

It seemed that, long ago, his brother and he had possessed a similar synergy between their eyes.

The Sharingan, also known as the Eye of the Soul, often reflected the user's heart in its Mangekyo abilities—and the same was true for Susanoo.

"Now, you two have earned my recognition!"

As he watched the two Susanoo working together, Madara pushed aside his memories and adopted a solemn expression.

For the first time, he truly acknowledged Uchiha Mikoto's strength as well.

"You may even surpass me! I failed to protect Izuna in the past—so I hope you will safeguard this power!"

As Madara's gaze grew distant, looking at the two before him reminded him of his past. The thought stirred something deep within him.

"Mikoto! Go for it!"

At this moment, Shirou, who had activated the Susano'o, couldn't contain his excitement. After all, this was the legendary Madara, and this was also his best opportunity. The next chance might not come for another ten or so years.

"Shirou, be careful!"

Mikoto, with her purple Susano'o, also gave a cold shout. Her enormous Susano'o began to retreat, while Shirou charged forward.

One engaged in close combat, and the other attacked from afar—they cooperated seamlessly.

"Heh, although you both have mastered Susano'o, it seems that this little girl's eyes won't hold out for long!"

Madara, with his vast combat experience, quickly spotted the weak point and let out a hearty laugh as he controlled his own Susano'o to charge at them.

From a distance, inside her purple Susano'o, Mikoto's Mangekyou Sharingan was bloodshot, and her eyes were filled with a sense of exhaustion.

"My power is still too weak. The energy consumption of Susano'o in this state is too great!"

The Senju power fused within Mikoto's body was still insufficient. Moreover, she was only in the regular Mangekyou state, not the Eternal Mangekyou.

When using ocular techniques, she didn't feel much strain, but once she unleashed this ultimate form of Susano'o, she immediately felt her limits.

During the initial stages of Susano'o, she was fine. But jumping straight to the fourth stage, just one step away from the Perfect Susano'o, consumed tremendous chakra and ocular power.

Even with her current strength, she could only sustain it for about five minutes at most.

"But my power doesn't end here!"

Watching the two colossal Susano'os battling in the distance, Mikoto took a deep breath. Her gentle face showed an unprecedented determination as she controlled her massive Susano'o to draw a bow.

"My ocular powers awakened for Shirou! My strength exists to protect Shirou!"

As Mikoto's resolute voice echoed, the Sage Mode markings of the Cursed Seal spread across her Susano'o. Even the arrows she readied were etched with black cursed markings.

"My eyes were born to protect Shirou!"

With unwavering determination in her gaze, Mikoto's purple Susano'o arrow was released in an instant, creating a sonic boom as it shot forth.

Susano'o Arrow!

With a sudden roar, the massive blue giant of Madara was struck in the shoulder, and Shirou seized the opportunity to charge forward and unleash a barrage of slashes.

"What a fast arrow!"

Facing two Susano'os simultaneously, Madara found it a bit difficult. Although he still had greater power at his disposal, now was not the time to reveal it.

"This little girl's Susano'o arrows are incredibly fast!"

If Shirou's Susano'o didn't have anything particularly impressive, then Mikoto's Susano'o was quite remarkable.

Every arrow from her Susano'o was so fast that even Madara was astonished. Although Susano'o itself was a large target, at such speeds, ordinary ninjas wouldn't even have time to form hand seals to counterattack.

It was like Sasuke's battle with Danzo, where the arrows from Susano'o were instantaneous, leaving Danzo with no time to dodge or use ninjutsu—he could only block with Mokuton from his arm.

"Such a powerful Susano'o! If Mikoto weren't assisting me, my current Susano'o wouldn't be able to suppress Madara at all!"

At this moment, Shirou was secretly alarmed. His Susano'o had almost reached its limit. After all, a Perfect Susano'o was nearly equivalent in power to the Madara and Hashirama of the Valley of the End.

Faced with being suppressed, Madara couldn't help but reveal an excited smile.

"Since I'm up against two Mangekyou Sharingan users, don't blame me for being underhanded!"

Suddenly, Madara formed hand seals and slammed his hands to the ground, shouting, "Mokuton!"

Wood Release: Advent of a World of Flowering Trees!

In an instant, the ground cracked, and terrifying vines erupted, growing wildly and entangling the massive Susano'os. Even Mikoto, who was further away, was within range.

"Mikoto, be careful! This is the First Hokage's Wood Release—it contains poisonous pollen!"

Hearing Shirou's loud warning, Mikoto, who was fortunately at the edge of the range, controlled her Susano'o to leap out of the terrifying Wood Release's area.

Within the sea of trees, restrained by countless vines, Madara regained the upper hand, and the two sides' battle continued with earth-shaking intensity.

This long-awaited, passionate battle didn't involve their full strength, but for Madara, it was just right.

The excited Madara laughed continuously. This level of combat was perfect, as his current body couldn't sustain prolonged fights.

"Not only in Susano'o control but also in Wood Release—there's a massive gap between us!"

Feeling suppressed, Shirou was filled with frustration, but his eyes remained calm as he continued analyzing the disparity between them.

In terms of Susano'o, they were in the same state, and Madara was only slightly stronger. But in Wood Release, Shirou was merely a stronger version of Yamato, while Madara's Wood Release abilities were on par with the First Hokage.

"The battle is just beginning!"

Madara shouted excitedly. He had prepared so long for this fight, and no one would disturb them in this secluded battlefield.

The stronger Uchiha Shirou performed, the more thrilled Madara became.

"For me, the battle is just beginning too!"

Despite being suppressed, Shirou roared as he unleashed terrifying chakra. His red Susano'o erupted with lightning.

Sage Art: Thunder God's Armor!

At this level, covering Susano'o with the Thunder God's Armor consumed enormous chakra but significantly boosted both defense and offense.

"Hahaha, excellent!"

Seeing Shirou's unyielding fighting spirit, Madara laughed maniacally. This feeling reminded him of his past battles with Hashirama.

Back then, he too was rebellious and never gave up!

Wood Release: Wood Dragon Technique!

As Madara unleashed another Wood Release, a massive wooden dragon appeared. From the sidelines, Mikoto grew anxious as she continuously fired Susano'o arrows, shaking the earth with their clashes.

"Wood Release..."

Just as Madara was about to continue using Wood Release, his face suddenly turned red, and he coughed up blood inside his Susano'o.

Looking down at the darkened blood, Madara's face showed a mixture of helplessness and frustration.

"My body can't hold on anymore? What a pity. But it's enough!"

In the forest, from a distance, White Zetsu watched the battle in shock.

"They forced Lord Madara to use Wood Release... Uchiha Shirou, who inherited Madara's will, has grown this powerful. And Uchiha Mikoto's strength is also..."

The forest surrounding Madara's battlefield had been set up with barriers, ensuring that their earth-shattering battle wouldn't attract any attention from other ninjas.

However, just as Madara thought his secret battlefield was secure, a black, slimy substance slowly appeared amidst the ruins.

"Heh heh, this generation of the Uchiha Clan has produced two Mangekyou Sharingan users."

Hidden in the shadows, Black Zetsu watched the scene and let out a raspy laugh.

For now, he remained concealed—even Madara had no idea of his presence.

Uchiha Shirou and Uchiha Mikoto's dual Mangekyō Sharingan indeed surprised him, but that was all. No matter what the ninja world turned into, it had nothing to do with him—he only wanted to save his mother.

"No one can stop Madara's plan!"

Under Black Zetsu's hoarse laughter, the inheritor cultivated by Uchiha Madara had never really caught his eye.

If Uchiha Shirou's ambition succeeded, it would inevitably bring war to the ninja world, which would conveniently weaken it. If it failed, it wouldn't affect Madara's plan either.

Thus, Black Zetsu did not participate in this battle. Or rather, as long as it did not interfere with Madara's plan, he would not easily involve himself.