The Flying Thunder God: Guiding Thunder!
By using the Flying Thunder God Technique, anything—or anyone—he touches can be teleported to a location marked beforehand with its formula. Right now, Kazuyama Gekkō used that method to relocate the massive meteorite. And where did he send it? The sea was the perfect destination.
"Hmph. That bastard Tobirama Senju's technique?"
"Flying Thunder God… a revolting jutsu."
Standing on the hillside, Madara Uchiha watched the meteorite vanish and immediately understood what Kazuyama had done. The Second Hokage, Senju Tobirama, had always treated the Uchiha as a thorn in his side. Nine out of ten techniques he created were designed specifically to counter them. Even his basic elemental choice leaned toward Water Release, a natural counter to the Uchiha. And with Tobirama ultimately responsible for Uchiha Izuna's death, Madara's hatred for him ran bone-deep.
"The value of a technique isn't something you get to judge with a few snide comments!"
"Crystal Release! Thousand-Year Spiral Kill!"
Still simmering with irritation, Madara suddenly felt a spatial ripple behind him—followed immediately by a razor-sharp aura. Kazuyama formed the Tiger Seal with both hands, compressing a massive surge of chakra into his palms. Crystal gathered and solidified, forming a huge crystalline tiger-shaped seal right behind Madara—its tip swirling with spiraling chakra and crystal fragments.
"The Flying Thunder God is only good for ambushes anyway."
"Hmph! Susanoo!"
Facing the sudden strike, Madara didn't even bother to move. Blue chakra burst outward, rising from the ground as Susanoo wrapped around him.
Boom!
Susanoo clashed with the Crystal Release. Ear-piercing grinding and explosive impacts rang out as crystal and chakra fragments scattered in every direction.
"Hm?"
Madara, who had brushed it off as a trivial attack, suddenly felt a tremendous force pressing into Susanoo—pushing him back inch by inch.
"So the quality and power of this technique are already enough to rival Susanoo?"
"Kazuyama brat, you've grown far stronger than you used to be."
"You want to dance? You're not worthy!"
"Slash!"
Fresh on the battlefield, Madara never allowed anyone to steal the spotlight. If this brat wanted to die, he'd oblige. Susanoo instantly reshaped into its humanoid form—four arms in an eerie spread, each forming a massive blue blade. The four blades fell in rapid succession.
The Crystal Tiger Seal shattered. But Kazuyama's figure had already disappeared.
"Who says I'm unworthy?"
"Old fossil, it's a new era now."
"And don't think you're the only one who can pilot a Gundam—I can do it too!"
"Crystal Release! Crystal Giant! Crystal Tiger! Crystal Zoo!"
Dodging the attack using Transparent Escape and the Flying Thunder God, Kazuyama placed a hand to the ground as a terrifying wave of chakra erupted from him. In the blink of an eye, several crystal giants formed beside Susanoo—accompanied by a whole herd of ferocious crystal beasts. This glittering army surrounded Susanoo and launched a collective assault, a truly overwhelming sight.
"Hmph. Flashy nonsense."
"A pile of worthless crystals trying to dance?"
"Break."
Susanoo's four arms swung down. In an instant, every crystal construct was shattered.
Kazuyama yelped in outrage:
"Hey hey hey? You old fossil, you seriously don't know how to appreciate art!"
"My crystal craftsmanship is the finest in the world!"
"All you do is dance dance dance—what are you, a square-dance auntie?"
Madara Uchiha: …Noisy insect.
Kazuyama's nonstop chatter darkened Madara's expression. But once Kazuyama activated Transparent Escape, even Madara couldn't sense his location.
"A decent Kekkei Genkai, but it won't hide you for long!"
"Hmph. Your toys are gone. What else do you have? Show me."
The shattered crystals lay scattered as dust. Arms crossed, Madara scanned the area with disdain—though deep down he couldn't ignore the familiarity in Kazuyama's ability. It clicked soon enough. This brat's kekkei genkai resembled that of the Second Tsuchikage, Mu. The ability to erase one's form while masking chakra—no wonder Madara had momentarily lost track of him.
"Hey hey, I'd never dare pick a fight with an old coffin like Uchiha."
"Who knows how long you've lived, and now you're resurrected again. But old coffin, there's something you don't understand about me."
"Even if a crystal shatters—it's still crystal!"
"Gather!"
Kazuyama let out a strange cry. In the next instant, the shattered fragments rose under his chakra's pull, streaking straight toward Susanoo.
Clatter!
Countless shards collided, layering over Susanoo until the entire structure was swallowed in white crystalline debris.
"Do you know how crystal is formed?"
"Through compression!"
"Seal!"
On Kazuyama's command, immense pressure exploded outward. The crystal fragments squeezed inward—crushing Susanoo along with them. The sheer force pinned Susanoo in place. Pressure and chakra flooded the crystals, turning the once-transparent shards a pure, opaque white.
Madara's line of sight vanished completely.
"Strong pressure. Not bad."
"But to think you'd try this, you must be—"
"Hm??"
Just as Madara was about to sneer, something felt wrong. The ground beneath him wasn't solid anymore—soft? And he was falling?
"Break!"
Madara immediately commanded Susanoo to burst outward, shattering the white crystal shell.
But the mountains and grasslands were gone. In front of him stretched the open sea.
"You brat! Just as disgusting as that bastard Tobirama!"
"No wonder you compressed the crystals onto Susanoo—just to set up Flying Thunder God marks!"
"That damned Flying Thunder God! Bastard! Disgusting!"
"Kid! You're dead!"
Freshly resurrected, Madara experienced his first post-revival rage. The reason was simple: some brat had dumped him in the middle of an unknown ocean. He swore he'd make that insolent kid pay.