Naruto: Konoha’s Trickster, Starting as the Seven-Tails Jinchūriki Chapter 798: Master Chōmei Stands Up Again

Facing Kazuyama's provocation, Madara Uchiha was indeed enraged—especially at the sight of the staff in his hand.

"Hmph! Don't think sothing like that will make submit. I am Madara Uchiha!"

"Limbo: Border Jail!"

The Rinnegan activated once more, sending four shadows surging forward to attack.

At the sa ti, the real Madara didn't idle. His hands swiftly ford seals, his gaze locked onto Kazuyama.

"Wood Release: Nativity of a World of Trees!"

Wood Release techniques possessed overwhelming power. Even Madara had to acknowledge their strength—that was precisely why he had faked his death in the past to obtain Hashirama's cells.

As the Wood Release erged, countless trees erupted from the ground, rapidly engulfing the entire area.

Kazuyama watched without the slightest concern, allowing the technique to unfold freely.

"Pollen, huh?"

"Tsk tsk… What should I even say about you?"

"Chōi, what do you think?"

Powder. Such a familiar tool—one of Kazuyama's favorites.

As the Seven-Tails Jinchūriki, he had used Scale Powder countless tis. Both were powders—one flower-produced, one Chōi-produced.

He wondered which would win in a clash.

"Hmph! re pollen! re Wood Release!"

"As long as it's not a giant log, I fear nothing! Kazuyama, let do it!"

"I'll show him the might of Lord Chōi!"

Hearing Chōi's arrogant tone, Kazuyama almost burst out laughing.

So bold? His opponent was Madara Uchiha—since when did Chōi get this confident?

Seeing Kazuyama suddenly laugh, Madara felt deeply humiliated. Furious, he imdiately poured even more chakra into the technique.

The Flowering Tree Realm began growing even faster, visibly accelerating.

"Hmph! This is Hashirama's Flowering Tree Realm, you brat! Die choking on pollen!"

"Die!"

With Madara's roar, massive amounts of golden pollen spewed from the blossoms, engulfing Kazuyama in an instant.

The pollen was highly toxic—just one breath would paralyze the whole body.

Madara had great faith in the Flowering Tree Realm. He'd personally suffered under Hashirama's version before.

Now, seeing Kazuyama drowned in pollen, he even revealed a cruel smile, certain of victory.

"Hmm?"

"What is that?"

But the very next mont, sothing was clearly wrong.

In his sight, the once golden pollen began to fade—slowly purifying, as if being neutralized by so unseen force.

Inside the technique, Chōi's chakra was rising sharply. Along with it ca a massive surge of Scale Powder.

Unlike the pollen's yellow hue, Chōi's chakra-induced Scale Powder was colorless. The mont the two powders touched, sparks flew—figuratively.

Despite the Flowering Tree Realm's strength and the toxicity of its pollen, Chōi's Scale Powder had been refined for years.

Poison? Paralysis? Those were relics of the past.

Now, his powder focused on versatility—capable of producing any effect needed.

As they collided midair, the pollen was clearly losing ground.

"Ahahaha! The mighty Scale Powder of Lord Chōi is the real thing!"

"When it cos to powders, who's the strongest? Of course it's , Seven-Tails Chōi!"

"Kazuyama, see that? This little pollen is nothing!"

Chōi's chakra form materialized, smashing through trees around him before unleashing a thunderous roar.

The force of the roar finished what the Scale Powder started, scattering the last of the pollen.

Seeing the Seven-Tails appear, Madara's pupils narrowed. How could a re Seven-Tails shatter Wood Release?

Wood Release's greatest strength was suppressing chakra.

A tailed beast ford purely of chakra should be at a disadvantage.

Impossible. Hashirama had subdued all the tailed beasts using Wood Release. There was no way a tailed beast wouldn't fear it.

"Wood Release: Wood Dragon Technique!"

Refusing to believe this outco, Madara unleashed Hashirama's signature move again.

Not only could the Wood Dragon suppress, it could drain chakra—he refused to believe a chakra-only Chōi could withstand it.

A massive Wood Dragon manifested out of thin air and lunged toward Chōi.

"Whoa! A Wood Dragon!"

"That bastard! He really knows what we tailed beasts fear!"

"Kazuyama! Help ! That thing's terrifying—it's gonna drain my chakra!"

Chōi instantly panicked. How could he not?

mories of being casually manhandled by Hashirama flooded back—traumatizing him all over again.

His earlier bravado vanished.

"Look at you, such a coward. What's there to be scared of?"

"Go on, Lord Chōi!"

Kazuyama watched the Wood Dragon approach, unbothered, even teasing his partner.

Of course, he wouldn't just watch Chōi get crushed. He rushed to him, placed a hand on his body—

And in the next second—

Chōi was instantly revitalized.

"Ahahaha! Crystal Armor, huh?"

"With this on, what Wood Dragon? Even if he were a full wooden giant, I wouldn't fear him!"

"Co! You little mud eel! Watch Lord Chōi tear you apart!"

Tailed Beast armor was standard procedure. Even Madara said nothing—rely t Chōi's newfound swagger head-on.

"Wood Release: Wood Human Technique!"

"A re Seven-Tails dares to be arrogant? I'll crush you—then crush Kazuyama Gekkō!"

"Go! My Wood Dragon, my Wood Human!"

The Wood Dragon and Wood Human combined were enough to contend with a tailed beast.

Unfortunately for Madara, Chōi was in pri form.

His chakra body was coated in Crystal Armor—gleaming brilliantly—and he radiated pure swagger.

Both sides accelerated and slamd into each other.

Boom!

The Wooden Man's fist collided with Chōi's wings, while the Wood Dragon was entangled by Chōi's tail.

Armored Chōi took on both at once—and wasn't losing ground at all.

"Madara Uchiha, got anything left?"

"If not, I might just finish you off now."

"Truth-Seeking Ball!"

Kazuyama loved the feeling of dominating Madara, but with all his attributes maxed out, no matter how much he provoked or perford, the system rarely rewarded him anymore.

So he lost interest in dragging this out.

Better to finish off Madara early, head ho, eat well, drink well, and get a good night's sleep.