Infinity: The main god space starting from Naruto

Chapter 164: Fugaku Knows Martial Arts
The Son of Corpse Nest only felt a black screen before his eyes, and his consciousness fell into a brief chaos. When he regained consciousness, he found himself in a void space.

There were no reference points around, as if the entire world had been taken away, leaving only endless void. The Son of the Corpse Nest wanted to move, but found that there was no concept of direction here.

"Who is playing tricks? Get out of here!!!"

The roar of the Corpse Hive Son echoed in the void for a long time, but the only response was dead silence. Just as he was about to speak again, a tiny light suddenly lit up in the void ahead.

The glimmer was only the size of a needle tip at first, but it expanded at an incredible speed in an instant. In the blink of an eye, a ball of light as dazzling as the sun appeared in front of him.

"What is this?"

The Son of the Corpse Nest only felt that his body seemed extremely small in front of this ball of light, just like an ant looking up at the sun. It was a power that transcended the level of life, as if the whole world was looking down on him.

Suddenly, an emotionless mechanical voice sounded in the void.

[Detected an unauthenticated abnormal life form entering the main god space]

[Status: Consciousness merged with the spirit beast]

[Execution plan: erasing consciousness]

Before the Son of the Corpse Nest could react, the ball of light suddenly burst out with a blinding white light, which pierced through its body like a sharp sword, but did not bring any pain.

"what?!"

The Son of the Corpse Nest instantly felt a terrifying force invading his mind. He struggled desperately, but found that he didn't even have the ability to resist, and his consciousness was dissolved bit by bit.

“No! No! This is impossible! I am about to step into the realm of God! How is this possible?” The Son of the Corpse Nest roared unwillingly, extreme fear flashed in his eyes.

The next second, its voice stopped abruptly, and its soul core turned into a speck of light and dissipated into the void, as if it had never existed.

[Abnormal life forms have been cleared]

[The psychic beast returns to its own world]

The cold mechanical sound rang out again, and the void returned to calm.

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On the battlefield, Fugaku was lying on the ground full of ruins. His bones seemed to be falling apart. Excessive use of the Sharingan made his consciousness begin to blur, and his vision was full of mottled blood.

"Why hasn't the mission prompt appeared yet?" Fugaku breathed hard, feeling uneasy. "Could it be that it's not over yet?"

Suddenly, he heard a roar in the distance. He barely raised his head and saw a huge fleet appearing on the horizon. The densely packed warships covered half of the sky.

Then, a clear mechanical voice came into his ears: "Yanhuang members detected, prepare to rescue."

Fugaku wanted to say something, but his consciousness was rapidly fading. The scene before him gradually turned into darkness, and his body went limp, completely losing consciousness.

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A cool touch slowly brought Fugaku back to consciousness. He opened his eyes with difficulty and found himself floating in a pool filled with light green liquid. Countless tiny bubbles kept appearing and disappearing before his eyes.

He looked down at his body and found that it was full of various tubes, which were continuously transporting unknown liquids into his body.

"All vital signs are normal, and the concentration of nutrient solution is maintained at the optimal level." A clear female voice came from above his head.

There were many staff members in white uniforms walking back and forth outside. They were holding strange-shaped instruments in their hands, pointing and whispering in front of the floating holographic screen from time to time.

"What is this place?" Fugaku frowned slightly, raised his hand to tear off the tubes on his body, and stood up from the nutrient tank by supporting himself with the cabin wall.

"Patient, please don't act casually." A female nurse turned around after hearing the voice. When she saw the scene in front of her, her face instantly turned red and she turned away quickly.

"Uh" Fugaku was stunned for a moment, then he noticed that his clothes were already arranged next to the incubator, and he put them on quickly.

At this moment, a slight buzzing sounded in his mind, and the task panel automatically appeared in front of him:
[Main Mission: Virus Terminator]

[Mission countdown: 25 days]

"What's going on?" Fugaku's pupils suddenly contracted, and his expression became extremely solemn. "Not only was the mission not completed, but the remaining time was reduced by five days? What happened?"

What happened before Fugaku fell into a coma, the fierce battle, and the scenes of the summoning technique being lifted appeared before his eyes.

"Poisonous woman!" Fugaku suddenly remembered something and hurriedly checked the status of the summoning mark.

The next second, Fugaku frowned. The summoning mark had changed. The originally dark surface of the mark was covered with a strange blood color, and there was a faint red light flowing.

"We can only confirm the situation if we summon them, but in this place."

"Sir, the patient is awake!" The nurse quickly ran out of the medical room.

Several guards in black uniforms walked in, surrounding a familiar figure. Fugaku looked closely and found that it was Uncle Tu.

At this moment, Uncle Tu has almost become an ordinary old man. He has lost a lot of weight, but his eyes still flash with a sharp light that makes people's heart frightened.

"Comrade Fugaku, you are finally awake." Uncle Tu smiled and spoke in the familiar official tone: "We have been worried about you all these days! The organization attaches great importance to this matter."

"Captain Tu?" Fugaku's eyes widened, his voice filled with disbelief, "You weren't..." He swallowed his words back halfway. In his memory, the other party had clearly been sucked dry by the Son of the Corpse Nest.

Uncle Tu seemed to see through his confusion, and waved his hand with a wry smile: "Thanks to the new life activator developed in the laboratory, my life has been saved. But the price is not small. The meridians in my body are damaged, and I won't be able to go to the battlefield in the future." As he said this, he pointed to his thinner body.

"Let's go out for a walk first." Uncle Tu waved away the guards around him. "We've been in the medical cabin for a long time. We need to move around."

Although Fugaku was full of questions, he nodded and followed Uncle Tu out of the treatment room. The corridor of the medical area was spacious and bright, and the ground was so shiny that you could see your reflection. The staff passing by saw Uncle Tu and saluted.

"Where is this place?" Fugaku couldn't help but ask.

"This is one of the secret bases of the Yanhuang capital," Uncle Tu explained as they walked. "It's usually used for confidential research and treatment of special personnel. It's equipped with the most advanced medical equipment. If you were in a regular hospital with this injury, you wouldn't wake up in a month or so."

There were not many people in the restaurant, mostly researchers in white coats. Uncle Tu ordered a few dishes with familiarity, and soon a table of sumptuous meals was served.

"Try this braised lion's head." Uncle Tu pointed to one of the dishes and said, "This is the signature dish of our cafeteria. By the way, you can just call me Lao Tu."

Fugaku then realized that he was indeed very hungry and finished the food in the bowl in no time.

"Eat slowly, you've been soaking in nutrient solution these days." Uncle Tu said with a smile, "By the way, you've made great contributions to the things in H City. I wanted to hold a commendation meeting for you, but unfortunately there are too many things going on in the country during this period, so I can only postpone it."

Fugaku put down his bowl and chopsticks, and asked solemnly, "How did H City end up?"

Uncle Tu's expression became serious: "According to our investigation, what appeared in H City before was just a layer of skin shed by the Corpse King. It was a trick used by it to lure the tiger away from the mountain. This guy deliberately led us there. Now that I think about it, we were all fooled by it." "What?" Fugaku's face suddenly changed, "Where is the Corpse King now?"

At this time, Fugaku's expression became extremely solemn. If he could not find the Corpse King within the mission deadline and the mission could not be completed, it would mean that he would be trapped in this world, which was definitely the worst situation.

"Don't worry." Uncle Tu seemed to see his worry. "We asked a fortune teller to calculate that the Corpse King would counterattack the capital in twelve days. We can then put an end to it. But now there are only seven days left."

"But why are you more anxious than me?" The old butcher noticed Fugaku's abnormality and asked with a bit of strange tone.

Fugaku came back to his senses and realized that his reaction was a bit extreme. He took a deep breath and said solemnly: "I am just worried that the Corpse King will harm innocent people. This scourge must be eliminated as soon as possible."

Uncle Tu was stunned for a moment, then he burst into laughter: "Good! You have guts! You are worthy of being the one I have chosen!"

He picked up the teacup and took a sip. "But before that, let's get ready. After all, the battle in seven days is no joke."

As he said that, Uncle Tu stood up and said, "Come with me, I'll take you to a place."

Fugaku followed with a frown. The two walked through bright corridors and finally stopped in front of an elevator. Uncle Tu took out a black magnetic card and swiped it lightly on the sensor, and the elevator door slid open silently.

"Is this... underground?" Fugaku noticed that the elevator buttons extended all the way down to the B15 floor.

"You'll know soon." Uncle Tu pressed the B12 button and the elevator began to descend rapidly.

With a slight sound, the elevator door slowly opened. Fugaku followed Uncle Tu out of the elevator, and the scene in front of him made him slightly stunned.

A huge circular underground space appeared before my eyes. The area here was as large as several football fields, and a circle of huge LED lights hung above my head, illuminating the entire space as bright as day.

In the center of the venue was a flat black ground, with a faint metallic luster on the surface. The surrounding walls were hung with various training equipment, and in the distance there were rows of weapon racks, on which various cold weapons were neatly placed.

"Where is this?" Fugaku showed a hint of doubt.

"Yanhuang Military Training Ground." Uncle Tu pointed to the black ground. "That's a special alloy floor. Even if a rocket launcher hits it directly, it won't leave any marks."

"Old Tu, what did you bring me here for?" Fugaku looked around with a puzzled look on his face. At this time, there was no one in the training ground.

Uncle Tu walked slowly towards the weapon rack by the wall: "To be honest, when I saw you fighting that day, I didn't quite understand those ninjutsu, so I won't say anything."

He reached out and took a dark red iron rod from the weapon rack, and weighed it in his hand: "But I noticed that when you used your external incarnation at the end, you were just relying on brute force, without any skills at all."

“You know, a true master should use skills in every move even when he is at his weakest.” Uncle Tu exhaled slowly, holding the stick with both hands, and made a starting posture.

Although Uncle Tu was thin at this time, his temperament changed the moment he held the long stick. His cloudy eyes suddenly burst into a sharp light.

"Watch carefully." Uncle Tu shook his wrist, and the long stick instantly turned into a black shadow.

The long stick seemed to have life in his hands, he could stab, sweep, pick or tap, each move was connected smoothly, and the moves flowed like flowing water without any sense of awkwardness.

"Big python, turn over!" Uncle Tu shouted, and the long stick drew a perfect arc in the air.

"Bai He nodded!" The long stick stabbed down fiercely, so fast that only a shadow could be seen.

"The tiger is coming down the mountain!" The shadows of the sticks fluttered, making sounds like a tiger's roar.

Every movement was precise and precise, without any extra strength. Even a simple sweep could generate tremendous force in his hands. The shadow of the stick even created waves of air-breaking sounds.

In just a few moves, Fugaku was mesmerized, and he activated his Sharingan to memorize the moves in his mind.

Although he has mastered the Sharingan, he lacks the skill to use his strength to the fullest. If he can integrate these skills into his own fighting style,
"How was it?" Uncle Tu put away his long stick, his face not red and his breath not out, as if the performance just now was extremely easy for him: "Are you interested in learning?"

"This is." Fugaku stared at the long stick with burning eyes.

"This is the ancient martial arts of Yanhuang." Uncle Tu stopped and gently stroked the long stick in his hand. "The use of strength is to use the opponent's force to counter the opponent's force, and to use a little force to move a large object."

"Guwu?" Fugaku raised his eyebrows.

"Why, you don't believe me?" Uncle Tu smiled and threw the long stick to Fugaku, then took another one from the weapon rack, "Come, I'll teach you a few moves."

Fugaku took the long stick, moved his wrist slightly, and suddenly felt a heavy feeling coming. The long stick was about seven feet long, dark red in color, and covered with fine patterns on the surface.

Afterwards, Fugaku reproduced the movements memorized by the Sharingan exactly. The python turned over, the white crane nodded, the tiger descended from the mountain, each movement was smooth and flowing, exactly the same as Uncle Tu's performance just now.

But the feeling I got was quite different: the long stick in Tu Shu's hand was as flexible as a snake, moving at will, while the long stick in my hand was like a stiff piece of wood.

"Wrong, wrong." Uncle Tu shook his head. "You need to use your wrist quickly and keep your palm loose. Treat the stick as an extension of your body. Watch carefully."

"A dragon is coming out of the sea!" Uncle Tu shouted in a low voice and swept his long stick across the ground. Fugaku wanted to block it, but found that the shadow of the stick was scattered and he couldn't judge the real route of attack at all.

"boom!"

Fugaku felt a sharp pain in his waist and realized that he had been hit.

"Good reaction, but still a little slow." Uncle Tu pointed the long stick in his hand, "Come again!"

"Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!"

This time, Tu Shu's attack was even more fierce, and the shadow of the stick flew around and covered Fugaku's vital parts. Fugaku was about to raise the stick to block, but was hit on the left shoulder.

After being hit several times in a row, beads of sweat appeared on Fugaku's forehead.
"Tigers come down the mountain!"

Uncle Tu attacked again, and the long stick with fierce momentum went straight for Fugaku's face.

Fugaku's eyes focused, and subconsciously, his three-magatama Sharingan quietly emerged in his eyes, and the trajectory of the stick shadow was clearly visible.

Fugaku leaned slightly to the side. Guided by the Sharingan, he accurately found the weak point of the opponent's long stick and thrust it out fiercely.

"clang"

There was a sudden sound of metal collision. Uncle Tu felt a shock in his hand, and the long stick flew out of his hand, drew an arc in the air, and fell heavily to the ground.

Uncle Tu did not pick up the fallen long stick, but his eyes fell on Fugaku's face, or more precisely, on his eyes that were shining with strange light. The three magatamas slowly rotated, revealing an inexplicable power.

"Your eyes are very powerful and have a strong ability to capture things." Uncle Tu spoke slowly, with a hint of regret in his tone, "But you rely on them a little too much."

Fugaku frowned slightly: "What do you mean?"

(End of this chapter)