Opening Holes and Training
Seventh Training Ground, evening.
[Well, that just leaves the last jutsu.]
Lin Ke sat on a rock, drenched in sweat. He had just tried an overload-style training. After all, it was going to be used on two teammates, so it was better to try it out himself first.
Although the effect wasn't very obvious yet, and he couldn't see any difference—after all, the transformation would only occur the next time he exercised or his body grew on its own—at least it wouldn't leave any damage. The Mystical Palm Technique's healing was too excellent.
To put it more abstractly, it was as if the damage had never existed.
As for the extracted material, he felt it was vaguely on his palm, but it dissipated too quickly, and he didn't know how to store it. He tried it on a rabbit, but there didn't seem to be much of a reaction.
It was possible that the extracted damage wasn't significant, so even the rabbit didn't feel much.
During his own experiments, he also discovered another problem: the pain and fatigue that occurred during physical exercise or destruction would disappear with the healing, but the mental fatigue remained. So, he had to pay a little attention during use.
Of course, theory was just theory. To determine whether a theory could be established, it had to be put into practice.
Lin Ke slowly exhaled, stood up, gathered Chakra, formed the seals, and released—
Summoning Jutsu: Rashomon.
"Crack~ Boom~" Black and gray castle gates arched out of the ground, dust flying. It wasn't as eerie and terrifying as he had imagined. It was about seven or eight meters high and nearly ten meters wide, with a tile and wood structure as its main components.
It was a very classic Japanese-style castle gate, with the eaves made almost like a real castle gate—
It looked a bit like the entrance to Tanzaku Castle.
At first glance, this castle gate gave the feeling that it couldn't block any damage at all.
In the center below were double doors, with a normal door design. The door panels were printed with fanged, horned demons, and the left and right sides of the doors were black walls, faintly exuding an ominous aura.
Lin Ke stood in front of the gate, panting. Even the standard amount of Chakra consumption for the Summoning: Rashomon was not low. He stepped forward and reached out to push open the gate.
"Squeak~"
Inside the door was a swirling, flowing, strange object, with countless fragmented whispers echoing within. He couldn't hear exactly what they were saying, but he could feel the intense negative emotions within.
He took half a step back, feeling like something was about to come out.
"Tap~ Tap~ Tap~"
Footsteps sounded, and soon, illuminated by the setting sun, a man with no shadow, wearing a Konoha Anbu upper body armor and black capri pants, and wearing a monkey mask, walked out.
Lin Ke stood there dumbfounded, looking up at the man.
The man took off his mask, revealing a face somewhat similar to his own, and smiled. "Long time no see, son." He reached out and touched the boy's head.
"Swish! Swish! Swish!"
Countless gray-white palms stretched out from the vortex inside the door, grabbed the man's body, and quickly dragged him back.
"Bang!" The door slammed shut, and the entire Rashomon rapidly twisted, blurred, and dissipated, as if it had never existed.
Lin Ke suddenly came back to his senses and realized that his Chakra had bottomed out while he was in a daze. Intense pain all over his body told him that he had just experienced a large amount of continuous Chakra release…
So painful.
Before he could be surprised by the emotional changes that came with seeing his father again, he squatted down.
Whether it was Hyuga Neji mentioning the severe pain of continuously releasing large amounts of Chakra when fighting Kidomaru in the manga, or Sasuke mentioning the severe pain that occurred when opening Susanoo, a Chakra-solidified giant, he knew about it in advance.
But he never expected it to hurt like this. No wonder Sasuke couldn't stand up.
Lin Ke took a long time to slowly straighten his body, wiping away the tears squeezed out by the excessive pain. His expression was a little complicated.
Just as he had guessed, he had opened a hole in the Pure Land, and the boundary between life and death had become blurred in his hands.
The good news was that the Sage of Six Paths didn't do sit-ups to give him a big slap.
The bad news was that he couldn't be exempted from the pain of continuous, massive Chakra consumption. Like Sasuke, if he wanted to amplify it, he had to endure the severe pain while fighting.
Also, the 'person' who could step out of Rashomon and return to the world seemed to have to communicate with him in advance before they could walk out through the Rashomon he opened.
[Looks like I need to study how to make a phone call to the First and Second Hokages in the Pure Land.]
Lin Ke decided that, for the sake of his future Didi chauffeur service, the Konoha Crush Plan had to protect the Third Hokage. At the very least, he couldn't let the Dead Demon Consuming Seal affect the quality of service he could enjoy.
[The power of change… is in my hands.]
—One month later, Seventh Training Ground.
"Huff~ Huff~ Huff~"
Lin Ke lay on the rock bare-chested, panting heavily. His muscles, which were once only roughly defined, were now distinct and well-formed. Sweat dripped from his body onto the grass.
He didn't immediately repair the muscle damage. Directly extracting the damage would halt the body's automatic repair and enhancement processes.
Using the Mystical Palm Technique to put pressure on his body was something he only needed to do about once a week. Doing it more often wouldn't speed up his strengthening; instead, it would increase the mental anguish.
The more he trained with his two companions, the more he realized that simply relying on hard work to strengthen the body depended heavily on talent.
Whether it was the body's repair and enhancement of muscles, the adjustment of muscle structure, or the ability to recruit nerves to better control muscles when growing them, it all varied from person to person. Those who could forge ahead in physical training were also geniuses.
Unfortunately, all three members of their Lin Ke Squad were in the category of ordinary ninjas.
Fortunately, after having a cheat, it was still unknown who would have the last laugh between him and the geniuses.
"Boss..." Yuan Wei stumbled over, leaned against the rock, and said intermittently, "We have to continue the mission tomorrow... Can't we continue to train in the village?"
He was the most obsessed with the feeling of constantly getting stronger.
Leaning on the other side, Xia, who was a little worried as she looked at her muscle mass, said, "If it weren't for the boss, do you think you could stay in the village for more than a month without doing any missions?"
"Thump~ Thump~"
Lin Ke dropped the weights hanging on his waist and calves one by one, feeling the soreness in his body. He looked at the blue sky and said, "Take it slow, don't rush, we still have time..."
Even geniuses couldn't just stay in the village and train without doing anything.
There were plenty of geniuses. Which of those who became Jonin weren't geniuses? Didn't they still have to do all kinds of dangerous missions and contribute to the village?
Besides... his wallet was indeed a little precarious due to the recent binge eating and drinking.
"Let's finish early today, go back and have a good rest, and gather at the Hokage Building tomorrow."
After saying that, Lin Ke closed his eyes and quietly enjoyed the short rest after the training. Xia and Yuan Wei also accepted his arrangement instantly.
The three small heads leaned against the rock, very close, close enough to hear each other's breathing.
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