Konoha: I Am Super Talented

At that moment, the height of the Burning Lord that Zhenyang had unleashed had reached a height of ten thousand meters. Coupled with the terrifyingly high temperature that could easily melt steel, the barrier around Zhenyang could no longer hold on. It shattered and dissipated!

Although the barrier had shattered, Zhenyang had no intention of leaving at all. His attention was fully focused on Madara, who was standing opposite him. His battle intent was rising!

This was the first time Zhenyang had encountered such a strong opponent. Ever since he had mastered Sage Body, he had once thought that there was no one in the world who could force him to use his full strength. Now that Uchiha Madara had appeared, it had undoubtedly made up for his regret!

In addition to what the other party had said earlier, Zhenyang already understood that if he allowed this opponent, whose strength was second only to his, to survive, he would definitely continue to target him in the future. The consequences of that would undoubtedly be very serious.

"Although I don't know what you're planning, it's time to end it here!

Uchiha Madara, this is no longer your era. As a remnant of your era, you'll disappear into the long river of history! "

After saying that, Zhenyang's mind moved, and the Burning Lord slowly moved.

He slowly grasped the long staff on his shoulder with both hands and swung it down with both hands. The 217-foot-long staff, which was entirely made of lava, smashed down heavily in Madara's direction!

"Boom!"

Under the effect of the high temperature, the long staff suddenly burned with a raging fire. With the support of the Burning Lord's terrifying strength, the long staff instantly smashed the air in front of it into an explosion. Deafening sonic booms were heard continuously. Flames streaked across the sky along the trajectory of the attack, forming a long red curtain of light that looked exceptionally magnificent!

This was Zhenyang's true all-out attack. Its power had already reached an earth-shattering level. With this attack, Zhenyang had absolute confidence that even if Hashirama's grandfather came back to life, he would not be able to defeat him!

Even if he joined forces with Uchiha Madara, they would still be no match for him!

Seeing Zhenyang's attack, Madara's expression became extremely solemn.

He had never thought that after obtaining Hashirama's power and awakening the Wood Style, he would still be able to meet such a strong opponent like Zhenyang!

There is no doubt that after seeing Zhenyang's true strength, in Madara's heart, Zhenyang has reached the same position as Hashirama. Looking at the ninjutsu that Zhenyang used at this moment, such a terrifying posture, it's very similar to the True Several Thousand Hands that Hashirama used in the past!

Recalling the situation when he fought Hashirama before, Madara's face, he could not help but have a crazed look on his face. He flapped the wings on his back, and faced Zhenyang's attack of him!

"Junior!

Who do you think I am?

If you want me to leave the stage of history, then use your strength to convince me! "

As she spoke, Madara controlled the wooden dragon on her shoulder and roared forward!

At the same time, Susanoo waved the two swords in his hands, and the azure blue swords lit up. With a momentum several times stronger than before, he followed closely behind the dragon and slashed at it.

The attacks of the two had already intertwined in the blink of an eye. The long staff wrapped in flames carried enough energy to smash a mountain and hit the wooden dragon. As soon as the two came into contact, even if the wooden dragon was protected by Susanoo's armor, it was helpless in the face of Zhenyang's Lava Style's high temperature. In just a short moment, the wooden dragon, together with the armor, was reduced to ashes!

After destroying the wooden dragon, the long staff did not slow down and directly hit the two swords that came after it.

Just like the previous wooden dragon, under Zhenyang's Lava Style, which had been developed to the limit, there was a terrifying attack power that could destroy the world.

After ten years of continuous development, Zhenyang's Lava Style had reached its maximum temperature of 6,000 degrees Celsius. This temperature was comparable to the surface of the sun, so one could only imagine how powerful it was.

In the face of such terrifying heat, except for a few substances, there was no other substance that could stop Zhenyang's Lava Style from devouring. Even Madara was no exception!

Under the high temperature of the long staff, the swords could not resist for even a moment. The swords melted in an instant and broke into two. Then, under Madara's incredulous gaze, the long staff hit her in the face!

Boom!!!

Under the high temperature of the Lava Style, the long staff was like a sharp blade, instantly cutting the opponent's Susanoo in half. Even if there was a huge Wooden Golem inside the Susanoo, it did not help at all. The two halves turned into two huge fireballs, and then fell powerlessly into the sea of lava below. Two huge waves surged, and then quickly disappeared.

Without the flying ability of the Complete Susanoo, Madara, who was seriously injured and unconscious, could no longer struggle. Her body fell quickly, and under Zhenyang's gaze, she was swallowed by the lava in the blink of an eye!

Uchiha Madara, dead in battle!

Seeing this, Zhenyang was finally relieved. Now that he had taken care of Uchiha Madara, he no longer had to worry about the other party's schemes in the future. Although he was not afraid, it would be too late for him to regret it if Tsunade and the others were to be implicated in this matter.

Fortunately, all of this had been resolved smoothly.

Since this problem had been solved, Zhenyang did not intend to delay any longer. After the technique was removed, the body of the Burning Lord slowly dissipated. The temperature of the sea of lava on the ground dropped rapidly, and finally, it turned into a thick layer of solid black stone that covered the island.

At this moment, the entire island had been destroyed by Zhenyang's magma. The original greenery had disappeared, and the island was barren. It looked very desolate.

There was nothing Zhenyang could do about it. After all, his Lava Style was originally a technique that focused on destruction and destruction. It was not as vibrant as the Wood Style, where as long as the caster wanted to, he could create a lush forest at any time. It could be said that he was an expert in environmental protection!

However, the Lava Style did not only cause destruction. After the lava solidified and cooled, the black volcanic rock formed was rich in minerals for plants. With a sufficient supply of nutrients, it would only take a few years for the island in front of him to be revitalized again.

After turning around and determining the direction of the Country of Whirlpools, Zhenyang's body was covered in a layer of blue flame. Accompanied by a loud explosion, Zhenyang instantly disappeared from the sky above the island, leaving a long trail in the sky.

The battle just now had wasted a lot of Zhenyang's time, so in order to speed up, Zhenyang immediately decided to activate the Gate of Wonder to hasten his journey. When he was in the state of the Seventh Gate, his Sky Dance Technique was several times faster than before. According to Zhenyang's calculations, he would arrive at his destination in less than ten minutes.

Less than a minute after Zhenyang disappeared.

On the desolate island, a figure slowly emerged from the air. He was wearing a dark red armor and had long black hair that reached his waist. The Mangekyou pattern in his eyes was constantly rotating, and his body was filled with a heavy sense of oppression. He was undoubtedly Uchiha Madara!

Madara raised his head and looked in the direction where Zhenyang disappeared. His left eye was tightly shut, and a red line of blood slowly flowed down from his eye socket. However, he did not seem to care at all.

Madara was silent for a long time, then turned around and left without saying a word.