Naruto: The Strongest Clan System, Madara's Just the Beginning — Chapter 471

Chapter 471: Might Guy vs. Raikage

On the far side of the chaotic battlefield, the colossal toad Gamahiro swung his massive twin swords. Each sweeping arc carved violent gales through the air, tearing the earth apart. Yet, his target danced effortlessly out of reach. Hovering high above the carnage, the Third Tsuchikage, Ōnoki, looked down with cold disdain.

“Particle Style: Atomic Dismantling Jutsu!”

A blinding white geometric beam erupted from the old man’s palms. Jiraiya, standing atop Gamahiro’s head, cursed under his breath and forced the giant toad into a frantic series of evasive leaps. The beam sheared through the bedrock, erasing everything it touched into nothingness.

“What a troublesome old man!” Jiraiya gritted his teeth. His hands blurred through a rapid sequence of seals. “Fire Release: Great Flame Bullet!”

A colossal sphere of superheated fire roared from his mouth, scorching the air as it hurtled toward the sky.

Ōnoki merely snorted. Despite his frail appearance, his small figure darted aside with impossible agility, letting the inferno streak harmlessly past. Down below, the Iwagakure Jonin reacted instantly. Their hands slammed into the dirt.

“Earth Release: Earth-Style Wall!”

Thick slabs of reinforced rock erupted from the ground, layering together to absorb the residual blast of the flame bullet. Though Jiraiya’s raw power was immense, the coordinated defense of the Stone ninja pinned him firmly in place.

Elsewhere on the fractured plains, Mei Terumī unleashed a torrential wave of corrosive magma. Her Lava Release melted the very ground into a bubbling, toxic mire, dominating the immediate zone. However, her advance was completely stalled. Kitsuchi stood at the forefront of a heavily entrenched squad of Iwagakure elites, flanked by a blur of high-speed Kumogakure Jonin.

Their objective was brutally simple: they did not need to defeat the Fifth Mizukage. They only needed to cage her. By layering defensive earth jutsu and using hit-and-run lightning tactics, they kept her devastating area-of-effect abilities contained. For the moment, Mei could not shatter the ironclad blockade.

Across the broader theater of war, Konoha maintained a brutal advantage. The Uchiha Clan’s elite strike forces carved through the Allied Shinobi Forces, forcing the enemy coalition back step by bloody step. Yet, with Konoha’s highest-tier combatants locked in stalemates against the Kage and their bodyguards, microscopic fractures began to form in the defensive lines.

A deafening roar shattered the din of clashing steel.

“Follow me!”

The Fourth Raikage, A, surged with blinding blue electricity. He had completely abandoned the vanguard, tearing away from the main meat grinder to carve a wide arc around the flank. His target was the vulnerable underbelly of Konoha’s deep rear: the Medical Unit, the logistics supply train, and the heavily injured Uchiha Fugaku.

“Don’t even think about passing!”

A squad of Konoha shinobi spotted the surging mass of lightning. Desperation flashed in their eyes as they hurled a barrage of shuriken laced with explosive tags, forming a lethal wall of detonations across his path.

“Get out of the way!!” A bellowed, his voice vibrating with raw thunder.

He did not even flinch. The massive blue comet smashed headlong through the fiery explosions. The Konoha Jonin barely registered the blur of azure light before the impact hit.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Sickening crunches of shattering bone echoed out. Three Konoha ninja were launched backward like broken dolls, their ribcages entirely caved in by sheer blunt force. A let out a wild, booming laugh. Behind him, dozens of elite Kumogakure Anbu trailed closely in his wake, acting as the serrated edge of a blade plunging straight into Konoha’s softest vitals.

Through the clearing smoke, the outline of the Konoha medical camp loomed into view.

“We’ve got them!!”

Naked, unadulterated killing intent flared in A’s eyes. Eradicating this camp would cripple Konoha’s sustainability and violently tilt the scales of this war back to the Allied Forces.

“Lightning Oppression Horizontal!” A roared, raising his arm high. The Lightning Release Chakra Mode flared to its absolute peak, crackling with lethal voltage.

At that exact, razor-thin margin of a second, the air itself screamed.

A green whirlwind erupted from the blind flank. It moved with such terrifying velocity that a localized sonic boom shattered the earth beneath it.

A’s pupils shrank to pinpricks.

The incoming figure was not weaving signs. There was no ninjutsu. It was pure, unadulterated physical mass hurtling directly at him.

‘A head-on collision? You’re asking for death!’

A refused to yield a single inch. His arm, coated in a dense, blinding layer of lightning armor, chopped down with the force of a falling meteor toward the green blur.

BOOM!

A deafening roar ripped across the plains. The bedrock instantly pulverized into fine dust. A violent, concussive shockwave exploded outward from the epicenter of their clash, tearing up the soil and forcing the trailing Kumogakure Anbu to skid to a violent halt just to keep their footing.

The dust slowly cleared.

Raikage A stood with his arm locked in the downward chopping motion. But his strike had not landed. It was caught, entirely suspended in mid-air.

“This is…” A’s eyes widened in sheer disbelief.

Standing before the towering Raikage was a man in a garish green jumpsuit. He sported a bowl cut, impossibly thick eyebrows, and a wide, gleaming grin that showcased a row of blindingly white teeth.

“You want to pass?” Might Guy’s skin burned a deep, boiling red. A tempest of vibrant green chakra steam erupted from his pores, whipping the air into a frenzy. “Then you’ll have to ask if these two fists of mine agree!!”

‘Eight Inner Gates: Seventh Gate of Wonder, Open!’

“Konoha’s… Blue Beast, Might Guy?” A growled, recognizing the eccentric figure. Kumo intelligence had warned of a Konoha shinobi whose taijutsu bordered on the absurd.

“Just you?” A barked a harsh, angry laugh. The muscles in his wrist bulged as he abruptly forced his weight forward, channeling a violent surge of high-voltage lightning down his arm directly into Guy’s guard.

“Severe Leaf Hurricane!!”

Guy did not attempt to tank the electrical surge. Instead, his body torqued with explosive rotational force. A devastating whip-kick, accompanied by the shrieking howl of displaced air, lashed out toward the Raikage’s temple.

Even clad in his Lightning Armor, A did not dare take that kick with his head.

The Raikage abruptly kicked off the ground, retreating backward to open up the distance.

“So fast!” A landed heavily several dozen meters away, his previous arrogance evaporating into solemn caution. In that split second of exchange, this green-clad freak’s raw physical speed had perfectly matched his Lightning Release Chakra Mode.

“This is youth!!” Guy struck an outrageously exaggerated pose, flashing a bright thumbs-up at the deadliest man in Kumogakure. “Your opponent is me!”

But even as the Raikage was stalled, the strike force of Kumogakure Anbu did not hesitate.

“Ignore Lord Raikage! Keep charging!” the lead Kumo captain roared, his mask hiding a vicious sneer. “Target the camp!”

Though they had lost their Kage’s vanguard, this assault team of dozens of elite Jonin remained a highly lethal, destructive force. They swiftly bypassed the cratered battleground where Guy and A faced off, descending upon the vulnerable medical tents like starving wolves.

Then, the shadows shifted.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Dozens of dark silhouettes materialized across their path, dropping into the clearing as if stepping out of thin air.

At the forefront stood a youth, his hand resting casually on the hilt of a short sword. His gaze was as cold and unforgiving as polished steel. It was Uchiha Shunichi.

“This way is closed,” Shunichi stated, his voice devoid of any inflection.

“Uchiha?” The Kumogakure captain let out a sinister, mocking laugh, eyeing the small blockade. “With just this many people? Kill them all!!”

Moving with practiced synchronization, dozens of Kumogakure Anbu formed hand seals in perfect unison.

“Lightning Release: False Darkness!”

Dozens of jagged, piercing lightning spears erupted from their mouths, weaving together into a blinding, crackling web of death that rained down upon the Uchiha line.

Facing the overwhelming electrical storm, Shunichi did not even blink.

“Uchiha members,” Shunichi said softly, the words carrying effortlessly over the crackle of lightning. “Show them what true power is.”

His thumb flicked. The short sword snapped back into its scabbard with a sharp click.

His hands blurred, the speed of his seals leaving nothing but phantom afterimages. Behind him, the Uchiha elites moved as one single organism. Their chests expanded, drawing in massive amounts of oxygen as chakra compressed violently in their throats.

“Fire Release: Majestic Destroyer Flame!!!”

A literal ocean of fire erupted.

The high-level Fire Release, cast simultaneously by dozens of Uchiha elites, merged into an apocalyptic tsunami of crimson heat.

The Kumogakure captain’s mocking smirk instantly froze behind his mask.

His entire field of vision was swallowed by a towering wall of roaring flames. The sheer, suffocating heat was so intense that he could feel his eyebrows curling and blistering from dozens of meters away.

“Water Release! Use Water Release, quickly!!” he screamed, his voice cracking with sudden terror.

But against a Fire Release of this cataclysmic scale, standard elemental counters were utterly meaningless. It was like trying to extinguish a raging forest fire by spitting on it. A few quick-reacting Kumo Anbu desperately slammed their hands down, summoning walls of water.

“Water Release: Water Formation Wall!”

The liquid was instantly vaporized into hissing steam the moment the flames touched it.

The sea of fire rolled forward, crushing everything in its path.

The aggressively charging Kumogakure assault team was instantly broken, their formation scattered to the wind as agonizing screams echoed from within the inferno.

Shunichi stood calmly at the edge of the dying flames, the crimson tomoe of his Sharingan spinning slowly in his eyes.

“Since you’ve come,” he murmured, his tone chillingly flat. “Then stay here forever.”

His figure vanished from the spot.

A split second later, a severely burned Kumogakure Jonin stumbled out of the smoke, gasping for air. Before his lungs could even expand, a flash of cold steel swept cleanly across his throat.

Blood sprayed into the ash-filled air. Shunichi smoothly flicked the crimson droplets from his blade, his eyes locked onto the next target. Behind him, the Uchiha elites surged forward, plunging into the scattered remnants of the Kumo Anbu to begin the slaughter.

With the Raikage firmly locked in combat by Might Guy, and the Kumogakure elite strike force utterly decimated by Uchiha Shunichi’s squad…

The grand plan to raid Konoha’s rear was declared a complete, bloody failure.