He was selling gashapon toys in Marvel Studios, and at the beginning, Tony turned into Kuuga.

boom!

Frank's right foot slammed solidly into Madara Uchiha's body.

Madara's reanimated body began to shatter from his shoulders, with cracks spreading downwards, shattering his chest, waist, legs, and his entire body into hundreds of grayish-white fragments.

Even that iconic dark red armor couldn't stop it.

The fragments flew straight down, only to be crushed into a vertical rain of fragments by the force of Frank's kick.

It smashed through the top of Susanoo's head and created a passage inside the giant's body.

Susanoo lost Madara's chakra supply and began to dissipate two seconds later.

The blue-purple giant began to transform into light particles from its feet, and the four giant swords shattered one after another.

Frank jumped off the collapsed remains of Susanoo, creating a two-meter-wide crater upon landing.

He knelt in the pit, red steam continuously escaping from the pores of his entire body.

The black veins of the Blacklight virus pulsed beneath his skin, sustaining the extensive repair of the damage caused to his body by the Death Gate.

An ordinary person would die if they opened a dead door.

But Frank is no ordinary person.

The Blacklight virus granted him near-immortality and regenerative abilities, enough to withstand the backlash from the Gate of Death.

The price is pain.

The pain was indescribable.

Frank's temple throbbed with veins, but his expression remained unchanged.

Five seconds later, the grayish-white fragments scattered on the ground began to wriggle.

The regeneration mechanism of Impure World Reincarnation has been activated.

The fragments flew back into the air, where they were pieced together, reassembled, and restored.

Bones, muscles, skin—Madara Uchiha's body returned to normal within ten seconds.

Ban stood in front of Frank again.

His clothes were intact, his armor was brand new, and not a single hair on his head was out of place.

But his eyes changed.

The fighting spirit in his eyes had largely subsided.

He was crushed by a human-sized creature with a single stomp.

There are no ninjutsu, no energy waves, just pure, primal, and savage physical violence.

Ban remained silent for a long time.

He looked at the man kneeling in the pit, his body steaming with red vapor.

"In terms of physical skills..."

Ban slowly closed his eyes, his voice betraying neither praise nor bitterness.

"I, Madara, acknowledge you as the strongest."

"Boss." Gong Qing took out his communicator from a distance.

"Um."

"He made a wish twice."

"Once they called the Giant of Light the strongest, and once they called our Punisher the strongest."

"Just how many of Madara's strongest characters are there?"

I could hear the sound of pages turning on Li Ang's end; he was clearly looking up some information.

"No rush, let him recognize a few more."

"With his personality, the more he gets beaten, the more agitated he becomes."

"The more addictive it is, the more fun it is."

As it turns out, Li Ang's assessment of Madara Uchiha's personality was ridiculously accurate.

This legendary war god of the ninja world was defeated after Tiga shattered half of his Susanoo with a single Zepelion Ray and crushed his entire body with a single kick.

Instead of collapsing, their fighting spirit soared even higher.

He reassembled Susanoo and charged at Ultraman Tiga once more.

It was smashed.

regeneration.

Rinse again.

It was smashed again.

Steve was quite nervous at first, and he was fully focused every time the Zepelion Beam charged up.

By the fourth time, he was starting to wonder what expression to make.

By the seventh time, Tiga's movements had become very casual; he would raise his hand and shoot, then stand and wait for the opponent to recover.

"Captain, is there a limit to the number of times you can use that beam?" Gong Qing shouted from below.

"No, but there is energy consumption." Steve's voice came from Tiga's huge body. "However, his Susanoo is getting thinner and thinner with each battle. I feel that his chakra density is decreasing."

Ban charged at him again.

This time, Susanoo was only seventy meters tall, with only two swords remaining, and the thickness of its armor visibly decreased.

Theoretically, the chakra of the Impure World Reincarnation is infinite, but even infinity has a regeneration rate problem.

The rate at which Madara consumed the energy had exceeded the recovery rate of the Impure World Reincarnation.

Tony hovered high above, his palm cannons continuously harassing the joints and core area of ​​Susanoo, forcing Madara's offensive chakra towards defense.

Frank's Dead Gate steam has dissipated, but the recovery of the Blacklight virus allows him to maintain output in a five-gate state.

Every so often, he would suddenly appear behind Madara and deliver a heavy physical blow to the reanimated form of the ninja world's war god.

Then the spots crumbled.

The spots have grown back.

Continue rinsing the spots.

The scene was difficult to assess at one point.

"Tony, how many times has he done this?" Gong Qing had stopped looking at the battlefield and was sitting on a rock counting ants.

"The twelfth time."

"Won't he get tired?"

"The Impure World Reincarnation technique doesn't have an fatigue level." Tony's tone carried a subtle sympathy. "But I suspect his mental state is already starting to deteriorate."

The spots are definitely causing a problem.

After the Susanoo shattered for the thirteenth time, he stood still, the light in his Rinnegan noticeably dimming.

This is too torturous.

Madara Uchiha, the proudest man in the history of the ninja world, his Susanoo was never treated as a toy.

But today, he has been vaporized by beams seven times, crushed by fists and feet five times, and pierced by black particle bullets countless times.

Each time, he stood up perfectly fine.

He always rushed forward.

He was always beaten back.

This cycle itself erodes dignity.

"That's enough." Madara finally stopped.

He did not condense Susanoo again, but stood on the scorched earth full of craters and cracks, with his arms crossed over his chest.

His gaze swept over Tony, Steve, and Frank, finally settling on the group of otherworldly beings in the distance, who were lounging with their legs crossed, watching the show.

Zhang Zhiwei is making tea.

Xia He is touching up her makeup.

Gao Ning is heating up a late-night snack using cooking utensils from his storage bag.

Zhang Chulan is peeling an apple for Feng Baobao.

These people didn't take him seriously at all.

Ban's lips twitched slightly.

He is not afraid of death or pain, but he is afraid of the feeling of being used as a background figure.

Kabuto Yakushi, who controlled this Edo Tensei, was now lying on the ground, too afraid to move.

His original intention was to let Madara turn the tide of the battle, but Madara was used as a punching bag for more than ten rounds, and his six ordinary-level Edo Tensei bodies were all kicked away by Zhang Chulan in one move.

"Where did these people come from..." Kabuto's snake-like eyes were filled with despair.

Gong Qing walked up to him, squatted down, and tapped his head with his folding fan.

"Brother, could you teach me that Impure World Reincarnation technique?"

Dou's body stiffened.

"Don't worry, we won't kill you even if you teach us." Gong Qing's tone was very sincere.

"You still have some use."

Gong Qing took out his communicator and pulled out a scanner-like device with his other hand, aiming it at Madara's Edo Tensei body and releasing a faint blue light.

"Boss, I've collected the core technique data for the Impure World Reincarnation."

"This resurrection technology is quite interesting; it uses a binding mechanism between soul summoning and a living vessel."