Sky Curtain: Short Video Commentary on Konoha Villagers

Konoha was established.

Madara Uchiha crossed his arms, his face ashen, and the veins on his forehead throbbing.

His Sharingan moved unconsciously in his eye sockets, and he exuded a low-pressure aura that kept strangers at bay.

The image on the sky flashed.

On the battlefield, smoke and dust filled the air.

The Allied Shinobi Forces stretched out on the battlefield, a dark mass that seemed to extend as far as the eye could see. All eyes were fixed on the figure high above.

At that moment, someone pointed to a figure in mid-air, their voice trembling.

"Look! There! Madara Uchiha is out!"

Thousands of eyes turned upwards in unison.

But soon, a confused whisper arose from the crowd.

"Wait a minute... why is that Madara riding a horse?"

"And what he's holding... isn't that a halberd? That's not a ninja weapon, is it?!"

"Is this really a battle between ninjas? Something feels off about the art style."

The various ninja worlds across different timelines under the celestial canopy were once again collectively bewildered.

[Deidara: A halberd?! A horse?! Madara Uchiha?! How did these three things end up together?!]

[Hidan: Hahahaha! What the hell is this?! Madara Uchiha fighting on horseback?! Hahahaha!]

Mei Terumi: ...I really don't understand, but I'm deeply shocked.

[Kurotsuchi: Is this the legendary... style of a Sengoku period warlord?]

Uchiha clan.

The Uchiha clan members fell into an eerie silence.

After a long while, Uchiha Tetsuka finally managed to speak.

"Lord Madara... have you used this kind of weapon before?"

Uchiha Inahi shook his head.

"Never heard of it."

Uchiha Hachimoku scratched his head.

"Besides... when has Lord Madara ever ridden a horse? Hasn't he always traveled on foot?"

The scene continues on the screen.

The Konoha genin didn't hesitate at all, and didn't even glance at his astonished companion.

His face was full of fanaticism, his eyes were fixed on the spotted figure in the distance, and then he took a big step forward!

"Charge!!"

He was the first to rush out!

On the battlefield, a figure in a green vest appeared so small in front of tens of thousands of soldiers, but he ran without hesitation, as if the tens of thousands of soldiers behind him were all spectators cheering him on.

Madara Uchiha, high above, narrowed his eyes slightly, watching the small figure rushing towards him.

"Oh?"

He looked down at the halberd in his hand, then at the approaching genin, and a playful smile slowly crept onto his lips.

Madara glanced down at the Allied Shinobi Forces below, a dense, dark mass, like countless ants.

He chuckled softly, then suddenly spurred the horse's belly!

The warhorse let out a long neigh, its four hooves flying, raising a cloud of dust.

Ban, wielding his halberd, charged alone on horseback into a formation of tens of thousands!

The Sharingan spun wildly across the battlefield; in Madara's vision, the movements of the Allied Shinobi were like still wooden stakes.

He flicked his wrist, and the halberd danced in his hand in a perfect arc, the blade slicing through the air with a sharp whistling sound.

In a single exchange, seven or eight ninjas were swept away, weapons and all, before they could even react, rolling on the ground more than a dozen times before coming to a stop.

Ban's body moved nimbly on horseback, his halberd like a dragon, sometimes sweeping across the battlefield, sometimes turning back with a single thrust, every movement precise to the millimeter.

At the height of the battle, Madara shouted!

"Unparalleled in the world!!!"

Give me the points!!!

Ban's voice echoed across the battlefield, like thunder or war drums.

He jumped off his warhorse and began wielding his halberd rapidly across the battlefield.

The ninjas who tried to surround him were swept away like waves of wheat, unable to even get close to him.

The entire battlefield was like a solo dance performed by him alone.

"Do you want to dance too?!"

Ban's smile grew brighter and brighter, as if this was not a life-or-death battle, but a thoroughly enjoyable feast.

Tens of thousands of troops were routed before him like a paper wall.

The ninja world beneath the sky was utterly silent.

[Fourth Raikage A: ...This guy! Is this guy really a ninja?! He's clearly a bulldozer on the battlefield!]

[Deidara: This is...this is too outrageous! One person charging into a formation of tens of thousands!]

[Kuroto: This scene... I feel like I'll never forget it for the rest of my life...]

[Hidan: Hahaha! That's satisfying! This is how a real man fights! Much better than those who hide in the distance and throw out ninjutsu!]

Konoha Year 60, Training Ground.

Naruto was completely petrified. His eyes reflected the figure in the sky, wielding a halberd and dancing among thousands of troops. His pupils were shining.

"So, so handsome..."

Sasuke was also stunned, which was rare for him.

He looked at the figure charging across the battlefield, then at his own hands, and fell into deep thought.

"...Physical skills, so they can be this strong."

Konoha was founded.

Hashirama Senju stared in utter shock at the swathes of sand on the sky, which resembled mowing grass.

"Sandalus!!! You always go easy on me when we fight?!"

Madara Uchiha felt his blood boil as he looked at himself in the image.

This is what a real battle is like!

fighting!

Cool!

Seeing Madara's expression, Hashirama Senju also felt a surge of fighting spirit and patted Madara on the shoulder.

"Ban! That weapon of yours, the halberd! Next time we fight, you should use it too! I think it suits you perfectly!"

In the celestial display.

After his taijutsu was interrupted by Temari's Wind Release, Madara demonstrated what true Fire Release was.

Madara Uchiha patted the dust off his shoulders and then clasped his hands together.

The next second,

"Fire Release: Great Fire Annihilation!"

A massive sea of ​​fire erupted from his mouth, the flames spreading across the sky and instantly engulfing the entire battlefield!

The extent and intensity of that sea of ​​fire far exceeded the level expected of a B-rank ninjutsu.

On the allied forces' side, a squad of water-style ninjas rushed out simultaneously, forming hand seals in unison.

"Water Release·Water Formation Wall!"

Multiple walls of water rose up in front of the Allied forces, water and fire colliding violently, steam billowing out and emitting a piercing hissing sound.

Although they managed to block the attack, the water-style ninjas were all pale and exhausted.

"This...is this really a B-rank ninjutsu?!"

"The area is too large! This is fucking B-grade?!"

Under the sky, everyone was once again horrified.

[Hiruzen Sarutobi: Great Fire Annihilation... I've seen countless such things, but never anything of this scale! Is this guy even human?]

[Mei Terumi: ...So, who exactly did those villagers in Konoha bully back then?]

Konoha Year 60, Training Ground.

Sasuke was completely stunned. He turned to look at Kakashi.

Kakashi was silent for a few seconds, knowing perfectly well what Sasuke wanted to say.

"...Don't even think about it, the differences between people are enormous."

…_

I just remembered that I haven't fed my baby alligator snapping turtle for ten days. It's been sitting in a basin on the balcony for ten days and the water has dried up.

I poured hamster food in before, but I don't know if it ate it or not.

When I looked up after thinking about it, I was surprised to find that the person was still alive. I was amazed at how resilient they were.