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

Chapter 332: Chapter 332: A chance



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Queen swallowed hard; his gaze fixed on the massive sword hovering near him.

If Madara's hand so much as twitched, the 100-meter-long blade would impale him on the spot.

"Madara-san! Please don't be impulsive!" Queen hurried to say, sweat dripping down his

face.

"We can talk this out! Kaido-sama will be here at any moment now-there's no need for any unnecessary bloodshed!"

Unlike Jack the Drought, Queen was a coward through and through.

He was keenly aware of his limits and never picked fights with anyone stronger than him.

His personality, built on bullying the weak and fearing the strong, disgusted anyone with a sense of honor. But he didn't so much care for that.

From where he stood high above, Uchiha Madara's sharp eyes flashed with contempt.

Compared to Queen's sniveling demeanor, Madara found himself harboring a grudging respect for Jack's reckless audacity.

At least Jack had the nerve to face him head-on.

"Pathetic," Madara muttered, retracting his blade.

Engaging with someone as unworthy as Queen was a waste of his time and energy.

He dispersed his Susanoo and landed on the ground, his expression as calm as ever. "Where is Kaido?" he demanded, his voice carrying the weight of authority.

Queen, feeling the sword's absence for the first time, nearly collapsed in relief.

Gasping for air, he quickly replied, "He's on his way! Kaido-sama should arrive any moment now!"

Looking around at the devastated General's Mansion, Madara turned his gaze to the dancers and oiran present.

His lips curled into a faint smirk as he took a seat amidst the ruins.

Holding his chin with one hand, he said coolly, "I noticed it was lively here earlier. Don't stop on my account. Continue."

The crowd exchanged nervous glances, unsure of what to do.

"Huh?" Madara's piercing gaze swept across them, his tone turning ice-cold.

"Did you not hear me? Keep the music playing. Continue the dancing!"

Queen, jolted by fear, immediately yelled, "Get moving! Prepare a new banquet for Madara- san! Komurasaki, what are you doing? Start performing instantly!"

Forgetting his usual gentle and caring tone toward Komurasaki, Queen barked orders with uncharacteristic rudeness.

The surviving attendants of the Shogun Mansion scrambled to prepare another lavish feast, their hands trembling as they worked.

Soon, the ruined mansion played host to an unsettling banquet.

Komurasaki, her hands delicately strumming the strings of her instrument, cast furtive glances at Madara.

Who was this man? Why was Queen-one of Kaido's Three Calamities-reduced to a trembling wreck in his presence? And why didn't the Six Flying Headliners or Kurozumi Orochi dare to so much as raise their heads against him?

'What's going on?' she had so many questions in her mind.

Could this be the savior her mother had prophesied for Wano?

'No,' Komurasaki shook her head, dismissing the thought.

It wasn't time yet.

Her mother had said that their salvation would come twenty years in the future.

'In 20 years...'

The same doubts plagued Orochi.

Turning to Kyoshiro, he whispered, "Who is this man?"

Keeping his movements discreet, Kyoshiro cautiously explained who Uchiha Madara was.

Orochi's face went pale as the weight of his opponent's identity sank in.

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The banquet stretched on into the evening.

Queen, who had been forced to dance non-stop, was drenched in sweat, his body aching from

head to toe.

'Kaido-sama, where are you?' he lamented silently.

'If I keep going, my legs will give out'

'Even worse, I'll lose my charm and charisma!'

Finally, Madara raised his head, catching Komurasaki's attention.

She had been on the verge of stopping, her fingers sore from playing for hours.

It was at that moment that the sound of rushing wind filled the air.

A massive dragon silhouette appeared in the night sky, its roar reverberating through the

ruined place.

Kaido had arrived.

Despite being visibly intoxicated, Kaido had managed to sober up slightly upon hearing about

today's gathering.

Yet, as he approached the Mansion, he was greeted with an unexpected sight.

The once-pristine mansion was reduced to rubble.

Komurasaki played her music while Queen-one of his most fearsome lieutenants-danced awkwardly, his movements painful to watch.

The rest of the Flying Six and Kurozumi Orochi clapped along like fools.

At the center of it all sat a man with long black hair and crimson armor, casually sipping wine

as if he owned the place.

Kaido blinked.

He was so stunned by the absurdity of the scene that he sobered up almost entirely.

"Queen! What the hell is going on here?!" Kaido roared, his draconic voice shaking the

ground.

Transforming into his human form mid-descent, Kaido landed with a thunderous crash, creating a massive crater beneath him.

"Kaido-sama!" Queen wailed, running toward him like a child seeking comfort.

Tears and snot streamed down his face as he cried, "That bastard Uchiha Madara! He nearly

killed us all!"

Kaido's expression darkened at the mention of Madara's name.

Despite his drunken haze, the name was enough to make him pause.

Before Queen could continue his whining, Kaido sent him flying with a powerful kick.

Turning to Madara, he snarled, "So, Uchiha Madara... did you come here looking for a fight?"

Madara stood up, dusted off his armor, and shook his head.

"No, I didn't come here to fight you."

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"Then why are you here?"

Madara smirked, stepping forward. "I came to give you a chance."

"A chance?" Kaido's interest was piqued. "What kind of chance? Are you here to propose some

sort of deal?"

Madara's smirk widened.

"No, I'm here to give you a chance... to be my underling."

The air grew heavy with tension.

Everyone froze, their eyes darting between Kaido and Madara in disbelief.

This guy sure had balls of steel.