CHAPTER 237: CHAPTER 237 : A POWER NEVER SEEN BEFORE!

Huh...

Another breeze swept past.

The two sides, once locked in a tense standoff, suddenly shifted.

More precisely, the two figures at the front moved.

They were Uchiha Haru and Uchiha Madara.

These two were the strongest warriors in their respective camps.

The outcome of their battle would decisively influence the entire war.

Logically, the Akatsuki’s Edo Tensei army should have seized this moment to launch a surprise attack on the ninjas from Konoha and Kirigakure.

But they did not.

The reason was simple.

They had witnessed Uchiha Haru’s power but did not know its full depth.

They had heard of Uchiha Madara’s strength but also did not understand how deep it went.

Who wouldn’t want to see the clash of two such unimaginable shinobi — to find out who was truly stronger?

This was especially true for the masked man orchestrating the battle.

After Uchiha Madara’s reincarnation, he had broken free from the Edo Tensei control, defying the caster’s command. This surprised the masked man.

He feared Uchiha Haru, but he feared Uchiha Madara even more.

He regarded Uchiha Haru as his opponent, but simultaneously, Uchiha Madara might also be his enemy.

What he needed was a pawn, not uncontrollable wild cards.

He hoped that the fight between Uchiha Madara and Uchiha Haru would result in a mutual defeat.

This way, even if one side barely won, they would be too weakened to reach their full strength.

And with a Senju Hashirama by his side—roughly equal in power to Uchiha Madara—he could easily handle the rest.

No accidents would happen.

As for whether Orochimaru might pose a threat?

He had considered it before.

It was possible.

But compared to Uchiha Madara, Orochimaru was insignificant.

For now, this was the best plan.

Let Uchiha Madara fight Uchiha Haru first, then take advantage of the chaos.

What came next could be handled as it came.

When ninjas from Konoha and Kirigakure saw only Uchiha Madara move while the Edo Tensei army remained still, they were surprised.

In their minds, the best tactic was to attack the reincarnated army while someone held back Uchiha Haru.

If they defeated them first, the Akatsuki could then focus on Uchiha Haru.

Their chances of victory would greatly improve.

More importantly, if all the reincarnated ninja died and only Uchiha Haru survived, what was the point?

It would be like losing the bodyguard protecting the person—useless.

Yet the masked man and his Edo Tensei army truly did not seize this chance.

The ninjas from Konoha and Kirigakure were pleased.

They were overwhelmingly outmatched by the Edo Tensei army.

If a full battle broke out, they would suffer heavily.

Watching Uchiha Haru and Uchiha Madara decide the outcome without moving was the better choice.

Deep down, they believed Uchiha Haru would never lose.

Only a few recognized Uchiha Madara’s identity, and those few grew nervous.

After all, this was Uchiha Madara.

The shinobi who had challenged the First Hokage, Senju Hashirama—the God of Shinobi.

And now, Uchiha Madara was clearly stronger than ever.

Because he seemed to have mastered the Wood Release—the Mokuton—unique to the First Hokage, Hashirama Senju.

So, despite their confidence in Uchiha Haru, when they saw he was facing Uchiha Madara, a flicker of doubt crept in.

The outcome was unpredictable.

Some even suspected what the masked man was plotting, feeling a deep despair for the future.

One Uchiha Madara was already formidable—what chance did they have if Senju Hashirama was still waiting to act behind him?

How could they fight such an opponent?

But no matter how tangled or pessimistic their thoughts became, all they could do was believe in Uchiha Haru.

There was no other option.

While these thoughts churned, Uchiha Haru and Uchiha Madara had already clashed.

They were the most outstanding Uchiha clan prodigies, now locked in a deadly duel.

At first, neither used ninjutsu—they fought with pure physical prowess.

The battle of raw skill was more direct, more intense—and far more dangerous.

One careless move could mean death.

The masked man, Orochimaru, and the rest of the Akatsuki organization stared intently at the battlefield.

The ninjas from Konoha were equally tense. Neither side dared to breathe too loudly.

The battle was far too intense.

Uchiha Haru possessed the physique of an Ōtsutsuki, his body naturally endowed with extraordinary flexibility, agility, and adaptability.

His raw strength and speed had reached a level that ordinary shinobi simply could not compare to.

In his previous clashes with other ninjas, he had almost always won overwhelmingly.

But now, for the first time, he was facing an opponent who could truly match him.

Uchiha Madara was an incredibly tough adversary.

Although Uchiha Haru held a physical advantage, Madara’s experience and tactical adaptability impressed him deeply.

Madara’s movements were fluid and spontaneous—unbound by any fixed pattern or predictable style.

Yet, with every motion, Madara maximized his strengths and relentlessly targeted Haru’s weakest points.

At the start of the fight, Madara even held a slight edge, at least on the surface.

He struck more aggressively and defended less.

This was because, until now, Uchiha Haru had never encountered a ninja who could truly challenge his physical prowess.

Haru’s fighting style relied more on overwhelming physical advantage than on refined technique.

But this was precisely Madara’s specialty.

So the initial battle reflected this dynamic perfectly.

Watching the scene, the masked man and Orochimaru both exhaled with relief—but there was a hint of concern beneath it.

They were relieved because, after such a long wait, they had finally found a ninja who could go toe-to-toe with Uchiha Haru and even gain a slight advantage.

Yet they worried because Madara was so powerful—and yet uncontrollable.

No one could predict what kind of chaos he might unleash.

By contrast, Konoha’s side was far more anxious.

Their sole hope and reliance was Uchiha Haru.

And Haru had always obeyed their orders until now.

But this time, he was being held back by someone.

That unsettled them deeply.

Not long after, however, the offensive and defensive balance quickly flipped.

Because Uchiha Haru was already learning Madara’s patterns, using his superior physique to counter the Deva Path’s assault.

Madara was undeniably strong, but Haru was stronger.

His Ōtsutsuki lineage endowed him with extraordinary physical attributes and an unparalleled ability to learn quickly.

Madara might have experience, but he could not overcome Haru’s superhuman qualities.

Haru rapidly adapted to Madara’s fighting style, mastering his habits and techniques.

After all, when he had learned time-space ninjutsu like the Flying Thunder God Technique and other speed-based instant body moves, he had picked them up with little effort.

Those were complex space-time jutsu.

Now, what he was mastering was simply hand-to-hand combat.

So how long could it take for Haru—who had assimilated Madara’s own boxing and kicking techniques—to launch a counterattack?

His physical gifts were superior, and now he also understood Madara’s attack patterns.

Soon, he took control of the battle’s momentum, after a brief slump.

He forced Madara into precarious situations multiple times.

Had Haru not fallen at one point, Madara might have been seriously wounded.

Finally, with a feint at level one, Haru tricked Madara and landed a heavy blow on his left chest.

In an instant, half of Madara’s arm was torn off.

Madara’s body flew backward, crashing nearly a hundred meters away.

The shock stunned both the Akatsuki and Konoha sides.

They hadn’t expected such a swift reversal.

Madara, who had the advantage initially, was suddenly on the defensive—and badly injured.

Now with an arm severed by a single punch, no one knew the full extent of Madara’s damage.

The Konoha forces erupted in cheers.

Excitement lit their faces.

They knew Uchiha Haru would never fail them.

No matter the opponent, Haru would ultimately prevail.

Even against a legend like Uchiha Madara.

Haru’s expression remained calm.

He looked coldly toward where Madara had been knocked away.

He knew the fight was far from over.

And he was right.

After the punch tore off his arm, Madara roared and launched himself like a cannonball.

He slammed heavily onto the ground.

Suddenly, a massive moss-covered rock beneath him shattered instantly, turning to dust.

The force was terrifying—horrifying and beyond imagination.

Even in recorded history, no one had witnessed such power.

But the true shock was still yet to come...

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