The First Raikage, A.
The First Mizukage, Byakuren.
The First Tsuchikage, Ishikawa.
The First Kazekage, Reto.
In the entire shinobi world, only three individuals warranted the combined might of these four:
Yuyi Kurotsuki.
Hashirama Senju.
And Madara Uchiha—who, notably, wasn't here.
Why hasn't Madara ever faced this kind of treatment? Yuyi mused, even as danger closed in.
Their ideals weren't so different. Madara had openly advocated for Konoha to conquer the world by force, yet no one had ever moved to gang up on him.
"Maybe that's the benefit of staying within the system."
Act out, and your bigger brother would rein you in.
Yuyi had no such luxury.
He was the bigger brother.
A flicker of irony passed through his mind—then his eyes sharpened, scanning the battlefield.
Reto's blade.
Ishikawa's earthen grip.
A's follow-up punch.
And the real threat—Byakuren's Water Prison, coiled like a viper.
In an instant, Yuyi acted.
"Chidori Current!"
KAKAKAKAKA—!
Daylight erupted from his body as thousands of screeching lightning bolts exploded outward, engulfing the four Kage in a storm of electricity.
Their reactions varied:
Ishikawa grunted, his earthen hands spasming before releasing.
Byakuren's Water Prison collapsed, its conductive nature backfiring spectacularly.
A—unfazed—plowed forward, fists still flying.
Reto, though hindered, pushed through—wind chakra naturally countering lightning.
BOOM!
The collision sent Yuyi hurtling backward, skidding across the battlefield before wrenching himself to a stop.
His silver Uzumaki armor was shattered, his appearance far more disheveled than before.
But his breathing remained steady.
With a grimace, he ripped off the ruined plating.
The Four Kage's coordination had been flawless—but not flawless enough.
Steel Release had dulled the worst of their strikes.
And now?
The fight wasn't over.
A and Reto were already upon him again.
Wind's precision and Lightning's savagery clashed against Yuyi's own versatility.
In raw taijutsu, he had no overwhelming advantage—but battle was never about just one aspect.
THUD! THUD! THUD!
As Yuyi traded blows with A, his peripheral vision caught Reto's flicker—a dagger aimed at his blind spot.
"Here it comes."
A's brute force as the distraction.
Reto's lethal finesse as the finisher.
A combo that had cost Yuyi before.
Time to return the favor.
Instead of dodging, Yuyi let A's punch land—using the momentum to pivot, his left hand lashing toward Reto like a viper.
"Chidori Sharp Spear!"
ZZZT—!
A beam of condensed lightning shot from his fingertips, faster than any blade.
Reto's eyes widened.
Yuyi's dossier had detailed his Kekkei Genkai mastery—but shape manipulation?
"No one masters both to this degree… Unless you started researching jutsu in the womb!"
Reality didn't care for disbelief.
Reto barely twisted aside—
SKREE—!
The lightning spear gouged through his left arm, narrowly missing his skull.
Yuyi didn't let up.
Using A's next punch as a springboard, he yanked the spear sideways—aiming to sever Reto's arm entirely—
SHINK! SHINK! SHINK!
Needles of water sliced through the air.
Byakuren had finally intervened.
The First Mizukage's hidden specialty wasn't just water—it was sealing.
And in the shinobi world, nothing was more absurdly versatile than fūinjutsu.
From genin to gods, everything could be sealed.
Yuyi wasn't about to test that theory.
Abandoning Reto, he blitzed backward—just as A, Byakuren, and the wounded-but-defiant Reto pursued.
Then—
The earth beneath him trembled.
Ishikawa had made his move.