Konoha's Medical Ninja: One Punch to beat up Madara

Chapter 330: Chapter 330: So Weak!



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Uchiha Madara's sharp Sharingan observed the movements of the elephant-headed warship from afar.

He couldn't help but smirk.

This poor fellow didn't know what he was dealing with.

"When you saw me, instead of running away, you're coming straight at me? Bold, to the least. I, admire your courage."

A small smile crept across Madara's face.

Thanks to the intel provided by Doflamingo, he knew exactly who was on board-the infamous Jack the Drought, one of the top three officers in the Beasts Pirates.

"Perfect," Madara mused.

"He can lead me right to this Kaido fellow."

In the next instant, a massive blue Susanoo emerged around Madara, its towering form rising into the sky.

In its hand, a long, narrow sword of pure chakra condensed, radiating power.

Madara wasn't one to waste time.

"Let's say hello first."

With a slightly evil smile, Madara swung the sword.

A devastating slash erupted, slicing through the sea.

The water plummeted tens of meters, forming a cascading waterfall in the sea as the sword energy raced toward the warship.

The massive attack showcased Madara's versatility.

Known for his unparalleled Sharingan abilities, he was also a master of ninjutsu, taijutsu, and kenjutsu.

Even against someone like Senju Hashirama, his skills had always been formidable.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

This casual slash was leagues beyond what most swordsmen could achieve, and with the added strength of his Susanoo, it rivaled even the legendary Hawkeye of this world.

On the ship, chaos broke out as Jack and his crew watched the incoming attack.

The sheer scale of the slash made escape impossible.

Jack, however, didn't flinch.

With a powerful leap, he soared into the air, his Zoan Devil Fruit abilities activating mid- jump.

His form transformed into a gigantic mammoth, tusks gleaming as he braced for impact. Boom!

The slash struck Jack head-on, sending him hurtling into the sea below.

Blood spurted from his wound as his massive form splashed down.

The warship itself was obliterated, reduced to scattered debris that quickly sank beneath the

waves.

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From a distance, Madara frowned.

His Susanoo's wings flared as he flew closer to inspect his handiwork.

His sensory abilities picked up Jack's faint life force beneath the water, so he scooped him up.

Jack, now reverted to his humanoid form, hung limp in Madara's grasp.

"Why are you so weak?" Madara muttered, his tone laced with disdain.

"You're worth a billion-berry bounty? That attack wasn't even serious."

Despite his pain, anger flickered in Jack's eyes.

Zoan fruits granted immense vitality, and his injuries were already healing.

With a roar, he tried to break free from the Susanoo's grip, but Madara simply tightened his hold.

"Don't move," Madara commanded coldly.

The fingers squeezed, and the sickening sound of bones breaking filled the air.

Jack's screams echoed as his body was crushed, his abilities unable to dull the pain.

Madara stared at him with disgust.

"Compared to that red-haired man's lieutenant, you're not even worthy of carrying his sandals."

His gaze drifted to Jack's massive tusks.

A thought struck him: ivory this large could fetch a considerable price.

But before indulging in such trivialities, Madara needed information.

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Using the Sharingan's genjutsu, Madara extracted everything Jack knew.

The Beasts Pirates' stronghold was Onigashima Island, Kaido's lair.

Jack also mentioned the Flower Capital, where Wanokuni's General Kurozumi Orochi often met with Kaido.

After some thought, Madara decided to head for the Flower Capital first.

He was curious about Wanokuni and figured that even if Kaido wasn't there, his actions would draw the tyrant out.

Dragging the broken Jack along, Madara took to the skies, leaving the shipwrecked crew to fend for themselves in the sea.

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It didn't take long for them to reach the land.

Wanokuni was unlike any other place Madara had seen.

The outer sea was surrounded by towering cliffs and cascading waterfalls, making entry

almost impossible for ordinary ships.

Beyond the waterfalls lay the vast inland sea, where the main island of Wanokuni and Onigashima were located.

As he flew over the region, Madara observed the land below.

Villages and towns dotted the landscape, but the poverty was palpable.

The people were gaunt, their faces hollow, moving about like lifeless husks.

The sight irritated Madara.

From below, villagers looked up at the Susanoo's colossal form.

Some the very moment they spotted him, knelt in prayer, mistaking him for a deity sent to

deliver them from their suffering.

"Mistaking me for a god? How absurd." Madara scoffed, though the comparison stirred

something in him.

The scene reminded him of the Warring States period, where civilians suffered endlessly under the tyranny of constant conflict.

Madara clenched his fists.

The flame of his old ideals-the dream of peace he once shared with Hashirama-burned

faintly within him.

Yet, his resolve remained cold and sharp.

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Finally, Madara arrived at the Flower Capital.

Unlike the rest of Wanokuni, this place was vibrant and colorful, its streets bustling with

activity.

But beneath the surface lay the same oppression and despair.

Madara's Susanoo descended, casting a massive shadow over the city.

He landed in the heart of the capital, his presence sending waves of fear and curiosity through

the people.

"Let's see what's special about this 'Kaido' ruling this land," he muttered, his crimson

Sharingan gleaming as he prepared for what lay ahead.