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At the same time, using the reaction force from the entanglement of its tail, the massive body leaped backward, gracefully creating distance between itself and the golden nine-tailed fox.
Just as it was jumping backward, in Susanoo's other hand.
Another identical chakra katana instantly materialized!
And without stopping, taking advantage of the momentum from the backward leap, he swung his arm horizontally with a sudden, powerful swing!
Swish-! ! !
A crescent-shaped, extremely condensed indigo sword aura detached from the blade.
Like the Grim Reaper's scythe, it swept with perfect precision across the golden nine-tailed fox's tail, which had stretched out slightly in an attempt to capture it!
The tail, which had already been chopped off, was now severed cleanly at the root by this sword energy!
The pain of losing his tail was far more intense than before, and Naruto let out a cry of pain.
The golden nine-tailed fox's massive body trembled violently from the sudden injury, and its movements became fatally slowed.
And Ban, of course, wouldn't let this opportunity slip by.
Susanoo landed steadily, and the patterns in Madara's Eternal Kaleidoscope eyes lit up slightly.
An even larger amount of chakra poured into Susanoo like a tsunami!
"ended."
As he spoke indifferently, the space behind Susanoo rippled like water.
One after another, countless indigo chakra katanas, exactly the same as before, appeared out of thin air!
They were like a forest of swords for judgment, exuding a cold and destructive aura, with the tips of the swords all aimed at the golden nine-tailed fox, which was stiffened by its severed tail!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh——!!!
In the next instant, these countless chakra swords appeared like an army that had received orders.
They transformed into streaks of blue light, shooting out at an astonishing speed!
They don't aim for vital organs, but rather, like precise surgery—
boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!
Heavy, muffled thuds, like hammering in a stake, rang out one after another!
The massive chakra katana precisely pierced through the golden nine-tailed fox's limbs, shoulders, and the remaining eight tails.
It even grazed the edge of its body and plunged deep into the earth!
These blades, formed from Madara's powerful eye energy, were used in a sophisticated combination to pin Kurama (the Nine-Tails) to the ground.
The once mighty golden nine-tailed fox was now like a butterfly pinned to an experimental board.
They were frozen in place by the sudden appearance of the "Forest of Swords," unable to move!
"I...I can't move..."
Naruto gritted his teeth and desperately channeled his chakra, trying to break free of his restraints.
However, those chakra swords remained motionless, like the strongest shackles, completely locking him and the golden nine-tailed fox together.
The outcome is decided.
The indigo light slowly dissipated, and the enormous Susanoo vanished without a trace, like the receding tide.
Then, Uchiha Madara, with his arms crossed and a calm expression, was revealed.
He didn't even breathe rapidly, as if the battle with the colossal beasts that had been capable of destroying the world was just a warm-up for him.
He stepped forward and walked to Naruto, who was pinned to the ground, still in his Nine-Tails form but unable to move.
Looking up at the enormous golden fox head.
Madara's gaze seemed to penetrate the thick chakra, revealing Naruto inside, panting heavily, covered in sweat, with resentment and a hint of defeat in his eyes.
"Ten-minute break."
Madara's voice was calm and even, showing neither the triumph of victory nor disappointment in Naruto's performance, as if stating a given fact.
"Then, continue."
After saying that, he stopped looking at Naruto and turned to walk towards a relatively flat open space.
He sat down cross-legged and immediately closed his eyes to rest, as if the earth-shattering battle had never happened.
The chakra swords that imprisoned the golden Nine-Tails slowly dissipated with Madara's will, turning into specks of blue light and disappearing into the air.
The golden Nine-Tails, now free, swayed its body, but ultimately could not maintain its power due to the immense drain on Naruto's chakra and mental strength.
Like smoke, it slowly dissipated, revealing Naruto kneeling on one knee, supporting himself on the ground with both hands, breathing heavily.
Sweat dripped down his chin and disappeared into the ocean of chakra below.
He raised his head and looked at the figure not far away who was resting with his eyes closed, seemingly blending into the surrounding environment. His eyes were filled with a complex expression.
There was a sense of awe at the overwhelming power, and a slight resentment at the defeat.
But more than that, it's a feeling of having one's horizons forcibly broadened, of seeing the real mountains...
Heavy pressure and a spark of even more intense fighting spirit ignited.
After a brief silence in the consciousness space, a sound rang out.
Kushina breathed a sigh of relief, but her heart ached terribly: "It's over, it's over... I'm so glad Naruto's alright... Madara-san was too harsh..."
Minato's voice carried a mix of emotion and relief: "Mr. Madara's power is indeed unfathomable."
"But Naruto, he has already done enough to force out Susanoo and fight to this point."
Kurama snorted, seemingly quite displeased that he had just been pinned to the ground by "his" Susanoo: "Tch, if it weren't for the fact that my chakra wasn't fully replenished... Hmph!"
During his break, Ban inadvertently revealed a slight smile: "Barely... passable."
Outside, Naruto's consciousness had just returned.
He took a few deep breaths, forcibly suppressing his physical exhaustion and pain, and lay down on the ground, breathing in the air.
Although he was only fighting in the consciousness space, he was still exhausted and needed to recover as much as possible.
He only has ten minutes.
Next time he "continues," he absolutely cannot behave the same way he did before!
He had to find a way, at least... to get to him!
Chapter 349 Jiraiya: Then let's bet that I won't be coming back this time!
"Ugh..."
The moment his consciousness fully returned, Naruto could no longer hold on.
As if all his bones had been removed, he slumped forward, collapsing heavily onto the cold, rough ground, kicking up a small cloud of dust.
"Hahaha……"
He was like a fish out of water, his chest heaving violently, his mouth agape, greedily swallowing the dust-laden air.
Yet I still felt suffocated with exhaustion.
His clothes were already soaked with sweat, which clung to his body, making them feel cold and sticky.
His golden hair was disheveled and stuck to his sweaty forehead and cheeks, making him look extremely disheveled.
From sunrise to sunset, he engaged in a high-intensity, high-pressure battle with Madara for an entire day.
There was no rest, no relaxation.
Every charge, every clash of ninjutsu, every exchange of taijutsu.
All of them ended in his crushing defeat and Ban's cold "Continue."
It wasn't just the despairing, insurmountable gap in combat experience, but also the all-around suppression in absolute strength.
He truly deserves to be called a legendary powerhouse.
This feeling almost shattered the strong self-confidence he had built up over the years, accumulated through countless fierce battles.
He once thought that he had mastered the magic and obtained the power of the Nine Lamas.
Perhaps I have truly caught up with this man who is like a father, a teacher, and an enemy.
But reality dealt him a heavy blow.
He is still far from being a match for Madara.
That unfathomable power, that effortless yet incredibly potent technique, that insightful ability that seems to see into the past and future…
All of this made him feel an indescribable sense of powerlessness.
"As expected... it's still... far from good enough..."
Naruto, panting heavily, pressed his burning cheeks against the cold ground, muttering to himself with barely concealed frustration in his voice.
However, this negative emotion only lasted for a very short time.
He closed his eyes, and every frame of the day flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern:
How did Madara manage to dodge his attacks?
How did you predict his movements?
How is it possible to unleash the devastating power of the simplest ninjutsu?
How did he pinpoint his weakness and deliver a fatal blow in a battle against a behemoth?
Every detail, every failure, has now become the most valuable asset.
"Fortunately..."
Naruto suddenly laughed, a familiar light rekindling in his eyes: "I've learned a lot more about combat techniques... It's not too bad..."
He reminisced about the experiences he was forced to remember, experiences gained through countless pains and failures.
A sense of fulfillment gradually overcame the physical fatigue and inner frustration.
He could clearly feel that after this day of "hellish training"...