Seeing this, how could the other ninja villages not realize what he was about to do?
It was the Eight Gates, the ultimate forbidden Taijutsu.
From beginning to end, only Might Duy had ever used all Eight Gates.
The Seven Ninja Swordsmen had witnessed that power firsthand.
Those who survived still fell silent, not wanting to remember that nightmare. The pride of seven men had been crushed to nothing.
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When Rock Lee heard Kakashi's words, his body trembled.
He understood better than anyone—this was a fatal move.
Lee's voice was hoarse, uncertain how to respond.
"Guy! No!" Minato shouted.
But nothing could stop Guy's burning youth.
"No! This is my will!" Might Guy was incredibly calm, as though his entire life had been building toward this one moment.
Opening all Eight Gates meant certain death. Who wouldn't be afraid in the face of death?
"Guy-sensei! Are you really…" Lee cried out, pretending to ask aloud, but Guy just smiled.
"This time, just stand aside—and smile!" Guy looked up at Uchiha Madara.
Their eyes locked. Madara now had only one eye left.
Two eyes met.
Guy instantly opened seven gates, then rushed forward with impossible speed. Madara's lone Rinnegan caught his movements.
Guy clenched his fist, thumb pressing against his chest.
"Chakra… gathering at the Death Gate's point!"
As his finger dropped, the green steam surrounding his body transformed—blood-red vapor erupted from him.
Might Guy began to run, launching into his final Taijutsu.
He saw his father, smiling with a thumbs-up.
"Right now… Youth!"
"Open!"
"Eight Gates Released Formation!"
The forbidden technique that removed the body's natural limits—at this moment, chakra surged wildly through Guy's heart.
Fiery red vapor engulfed him. Even his hair turned crimson.
"Red steam?"
Madara hovered above, unimpressed.
"This is what happens when all Eight Gates are opened?"
"Blood vapor? Heh… just like autumn leaves withering and falling."
His words dripped with ridicule.
"You're right… but I won't stop at withering away!"
"I'll become nutrients for new green leaves!"
"When the new leaves sprout, spring will return!"
Lee's tears poured freely. To him, Guy was just like his father.
Minato gaped at the words—new year… nutrients…
"That's the climax of youth! The moment when it burns the fiercest red!"
With a single jump, Guy reached Madara's height.
His speed had soared to another level entirely.
Madara's Rinnegan locked onto him just in time.
"Evening Elephant!"
Guy roared, hurling a fist.
"One strike!"
Madara sneered. Guy was still some distance away—how could he be harmed?
But the next instant, Madara's eyes widened. The Six Paths Tin Staff was forced up to block.
He was resisting air pressure alone.
Airflow!
The sheer force of compressed air formed a cannon.
Madara had to exert all his strength just to withstand the invisible strike.
"Come on, Guy-sensei!"
Lee shouted through tears, watching his teacher's fiery resolve.
Madara grimaced, forced to admit it—he had underestimated his opponent.
The blow smashed into the ground, creating a crater dozens of meters deep.
Madara's horns cracked, fragments scattering.
"If I take that four or five times…"
"It'll be troublesome."
Madara rose slowly from the pit, blood vapor swirling.
"No matter what, I must avoid being hit head-on again…"
Kakashi and the others stared at the massive crater.
"Did he succeed?"
But a voice cut through the smoke.
"It's rare to fight against the Eight Gates Released Formation."
"Since it's so rare, I'll be your opponent!"
"Tch."
Guy spat, then blurred into motion again, circling Madara at impossible speed.
Even Madara's Rinnegan couldn't keep up. He closed his eyes, focusing instead on sensation.
The moment Guy stopped, Madara opened his eye.
"One strike!"