Infinite: The Main God Space Starting from Naruto

Chapter 227 vs. Qiwoza

Qi stomped his right foot hard on the ground, and the entire block of cement shattered instantly.

Using the reaction force, he shot out like a cannonball, his left leg drawing an arc in the air.

"Destructive Shot - Leg Style - Flowing Light!"

The speed of this kick was astonishing; the air was compressed into a white streak of light, and a piercing sonic boom could even be heard.

Rengoku Kyojuro's pupils contracted sharply, and he simultaneously crossed six longswords to parry.

"Clang!" Before the crisp sound of metal colliding had even faded, the second leg had already broken through his defenses.

"snort!"

Purgatory let out a muffled groan, and his entire body flew backward like a kite with a broken string.

His body flipped in the air, trying to use the momentum to land, but Qiwoza's offensive did not stop at all.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Three lightning-fast consecutive kicks came from different angles, each striking Purgatory's vital points with precision.

"Snap! Snap!"

Amidst a series of cracking sounds, Purgatory's body shattered into pieces in mid-air. His head, torso, and limbs separated, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.

The fragments crashed heavily to the ground, creating several craters.

"What a pity."

Qiwoza withdrew his leg and turned his gaze toward the direction from which the energy fluctuations were coming from.

"We have to get there as soon as possible," Qiwoza muttered to himself. "That man's abilities are too bizarre. If we let him continue to grow stronger..."

Thinking of this, Qiwo suddenly exerted force with his legs, and his whole body rushed towards the direction from which the sound came like an arrow.

Soon, he saw Zeng Potian standing there all alone, his whole body weak and listless, even the drumstick in his hand was covered with cracks.

"Where did that guy go?" Qiwo asked in a low voice as he approached, his eyes scanning the surroundings warily.

Zeng Botian slowly raised his head, his voice weak: "He...he suddenly disappeared."

Qiwo frowned and slowly walked to Zengbotian's side. The surroundings were eerily quiet; even Dio's presence could not be sensed. This strange silence only made him more vigilant.

Just then, Zeng Potian's body suddenly twisted and deformed, like a crumpled piece of paper, with flesh and blood intertwining and writhing in the air.

In an instant, Dio's figure, which had been invisible, emerged from the shadows, the bone blade in his hand gleaming with a chilling light.

Without any warning, the bone blade aimed straight for Qiwozuo's nape. In a flash of cold light, it was already close to the back of Qiwozuo's head.

Just as the bone blade was about to strike, Qiwoza's pupils suddenly contracted. A dangerous intuition flashed through his mind like lightning.

"Destructive Smash - Bell Cleave!"

Qiwo's right arm muscles swelled instantly, and his palm slammed backward like lightning.

"clang!"

Fist clashed with bone blade, sparks flying. The immense impact distorted the air, creating a visible shockwave that spread outwards.

"Not bad." Dio's voice came from behind, tinged with amusement. "As expected of Upper Moon Three."

Qi Wozuo's lips curled into a cold smile: "No matter how you try to hide it, your fighting spirit can't escape my perception."

"Yeah?"

As Dio's voice rang out, his figure gradually came into view.

Qiwo's pupils shrank suddenly—he saw that Dio's upper body had perfectly merged with the flesh and blood of Zangbotian, as if it had grown out of Zangbotian's body.

Dior's lips curled into a cruel smile: "So...did you notice this?"

"What?"

Qiwo looked down at the spot where his fist met the bone blade, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

The bone blade silently fused with his flesh and blood, and the flesh and blood under his skin were being digested and absorbed at a visible speed.

"This is.!"

Qiwo's expression changed drastically, and his muscles bulged instantly. He retreated sharply, creating a deep crater in the ground and increasing the distance between himself and Dio.

Meanwhile, on Dio's side, Zang Botian's body was rapidly collapsing, his flesh and blood dripping like melting candle wax, all of which was absorbed completely by Dio.

"It's delicious." Dio licked his lips, his veins pulsating eerily in the moonlight.

Qiwo looked at his right hand; the part that Dio had absorbed had already regrown with flesh and blood. His eyes turned cold: "No wonder the Jade Pot disappeared; it was devoured by you, you monster."

"We must finish this quickly." Alarm bells rang in Qiwo's mind. "We absolutely cannot let him touch my body, otherwise..."

With that thought, Qiwozuo spread his feet apart and firmly planted his feet in a horse stance. His right hand was placed on his waist, and his left hand was extended forward, aimed at Dio. A sharp aura erupted from his body.

"Spell Deployment - Destruction Kill - Compass!"

The airflow formed a twelve-pointed snowflake-shaped array centered on Qiwozuo. Each point exuded a deadly killing intent.

"Destruction Kill - Annihilation Style!"

Qiwo stomped his feet on the ground and shot forward like an arrow, his fist arcing through the air as he aimed straight for Dio's face.

However, just as the blow was about to hit, Dio's figure suddenly blurred, and he dodged the fatal attack like a phantom.

"Too slow."

Dio's voice rang in Qiwozu's ears. Almost simultaneously, the bone blade on his arm flashed like lightning towards Qiwozu's neck.

"snort!"

Qiwo's left hand shot out like lightning, his five fingers clamped together, precisely catching the bone blade. At the same time, his right fist slammed towards Dio's face, the wind whistling through the air.

"Buzz—"

Countless tiny serrations suddenly appeared on the surface of the bone blade, spinning at an astonishing speed and emitting a tooth-grinding buzzing sound.

"What?!"

Qiwoza's pupils contracted sharply, but it was too late to let go. The bone blade, spinning like a chainsaw, carried terrifying cutting force and instantly severed his left hand.

"This guy can not only absorb flesh and blood, but his techniques are also constantly evolving!"

Qiwoza's pupils contracted sharply, but his fighting instincts made him react immediately.

"Destructive Shot - Leg Style - Flying Star Thousand Wheels!!!"

He kicked out with his right foot, the toe drawing a beautiful arc. The kick was as fast as lightning, creating a vacuum in the air.

"Bang!"

Dior's cheek was struck by the powerful kick, and half of his face instantly caved in, with bone fragments flying everywhere.

"Is that all?" Dio tilted his head, a sinister smile playing on his lips.

Ignoring Dio's provocation, Qiwoza's left hand had already fully regenerated. He stomped his feet on the ground and charged towards Dio like an arrow.

"Destruction Kill - Demon Core Eightfold Core!!"

Qiwoza's fist shadow split in mid-air, turning into dozens of afterimages. Each afterimage carried destructive power, enveloping Dio from all directions.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Dio swung the bone blade on his arm rapidly, drawing dense streaks of silver light in the air. The bone blade collided with his fist, sparks flying.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

Qiwoza's fist was repeatedly sliced ​​open by the bone blade, blood splattering everywhere. But each wound healed instantly, and a new fist was unleashed once more.

Meanwhile, Dio was constantly being struck by Qiwoza's fists, his flesh and blood flying everywhere.

"What?!"

Just then, Qiwoza suddenly felt a strange sensation coming from his legs.

Looking down, he saw scattered fragments of flesh and blood writhing on the ground, coiling around his legs like living creatures. The flesh and blood were trying to merge with his body!

"Damn it!"

Qiwo's pupils contracted sharply, his leg muscles tensed instantly, and he suddenly leaped into the air.

"Destructive Smash - Shattering Style - Myriad Leaf Flash Willow!"

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Qiwo suddenly exerted force with both legs, and his whole body was lifted into the air. His muscles swelled to their maximum at this moment, and he stomped down with one foot.

"boom!"

A terrifying shockwave emanated from the point of impact, spreading outwards. The ground instantly collapsed, sending debris flying. The powerful wind pressure ripped the flesh and blood clinging to his legs apart.

Qiwo pushed off with both legs, using the reaction force to retreat several steps, widening the distance between himself and Dio.

With his gaze fixed on Dio ahead, the scattered flesh and blood began to gather again, slowly flowing into Dio's body.

"What is this...?" Kiwaza gritted his teeth, his brain racing. This monster possessed abilities extremely similar to Blood Demon Art, and its self-healing speed was even comparable to that of an Upper Moon demon.

Even more terrifying is that even a severe head injury does not affect its combat effectiveness in the slightest.

Qiwo clenched his fists. Continuing to fight like this was completely pointless! Every attack felt like feeding his opponent flesh and blood.

"What's wrong?" Dio's voice interrupted Qiwoza's thoughts: "Are you scared?"

"In that case," Dio suddenly stopped, a playful smile playing on his lips, "Upper Moon Three, why not join me? With your strength, you are fully qualified to be my subordinate."

He extended his hand in an inviting gesture: "How about it? Want to consider joining my side? With your strength, you're perfectly capable of gaining even greater power."

Qiwoza's pupils contracted sharply. How many times had he used similar words to bewitch those swordsmen, tempting them to abandon their humanity and become one of the demons?

But now, when such an invitation reached his ears, it made him feel nauseous.

"Shut up!" Qiwozuo gritted his teeth, his muscles tensing, and unleashed his strongest attack in one breath, shattering him into pieces! Let's see if he can survive!

"Spell Unfolds - Final Form - Azure Silver Chaotic Remnant Light!!"

Qiwo stomped his feet hard on the ground and charged towards Dio like a cannonball.

The ground collapsed instantly under this immense force, sending debris flying everywhere. His fist left countless afterimages in the air.

"What... such attack speed!" A look of surprise flashed in Dio's eyes. He hadn't expected his opponent to be able to unleash such a level of attack.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The dense barrage of punches was like a machine gun firing, hundreds of blows were delivered in an instant. The air whistled sharply under this terrifying attack.

Dio swung his arms with blades, trying to parry the storm of attacks, but Qiwoza was too fast and couldn't defend against all the attacks.

"Die! Die!"

Qiwo roared, each punch shattering Dio's flesh and blood. Dio's body continued to crumble under this ferocious attack, with flesh and blood flying everywhere.

"Useless! Useless! Useless!"

Dior suddenly stretched out his hands, his wrists spinning at an incredible speed, forming a huge vortex as they spun rapidly.

"boom!"

Two opposing swirling air currents intertwined in the air, forming a giant tornado. The violent air currents swept up surrounding debris, creating a screeching sound.

"bring it on!"

Qiwo's eyes narrowed, and he accelerated again, his fist moving at its fastest speed.

The air whistled sharply as it moved at high speed, and countless fist shadows intertwined in the air, forming a dense, impenetrable net.

The fists collided with the air currents, and for a moment they were evenly matched.

"WRYYYY!"

But in the next second, Dio grinned maliciously. His blood vessels suddenly burst from his body, and the gushing blood instantly mixed into the tornado.

"This is..." Qiwo's pupils suddenly contracted.

The blood generated astonishing heat as it spun at high speed, the temperature instantly soaring to several hundred degrees. The scorching blood mist began to corrode Qiwoza's skin, and white smoke began to rise from the surface of his fist.

"How is that possible!"

Qiwo gritted his teeth and unleashed a barrage of punches, attempting to shatter the terrifying blood-red tornado.

However, his attacks were scorched by the high temperature the moment they touched the blood mist, and their speed began to slow down.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Amidst the dense sounds of impact, Qiwo could feel his fist being gradually worn down by this force.

The skin ulcerated, the muscles tore, and even the bones began to deform under the high temperature.

"Ahhh!"

Qiwo let out a painful roar, but his punches continued relentlessly. However, his healing speed could no longer keep up with the speed of obliteration, and his entire body became blurred in the blood mist.

"Is this your limit?" Dio's voice echoed through the blood mist.

At that moment, Qiwo felt a surge of fear of death welling up inside him.

Is this the end for me?

Just then, the sound of a shamisen suddenly echoed through the night sky. A wooden door appeared out of thin air.

"Blood Demon Art: Scattered Lotus Blossoms!"

A clear, cold voice came from behind the door. In an instant, countless glistening snowflakes poured out from the doorway.

The snowflakes gleamed coldly in the moonlight, like countless tiny blades, colliding with the blood-red tornado.

The collision of cold air and intense heat produced a piercing hissing sound, and the rotation speed of the blood-red tornado began to slow down, with the temperature dropping sharply.

The air was thick with moisture, shrouding the entire battlefield in a mist.

"Tsk." Dio snorted coldly, forced to dispel the crimson tornado and take several steps back.

"What an amazing ability." A gentle voice came from the mist.

A man with long white hair walked out with composed steps, his rainbow-like eyes reflecting an eerie light. He gently unfolded the golden iron fan in his hand.

The moment Saiwaza saw who it was, all his muscles tensed, and his fists clenched so tightly they cracked. "Doma, what are you doing here?"

"Don't be so nervous, Kiwaza." Douma wore a perfect smile, as if he were exchanging pleasantries with an old friend. "That lord specifically sent me to help, after all, one of the Gyokko died, plus Hantengu."

"Shut up!" Qiwoza rudely interrupted him. "I don't need your help, man." He glanced at Dio. "I can handle this myself."

Douma gently shook his fan, his tone still mild: "That's not up to you to decide. That lord said that this man's abilities are too special and must be dealt with as soon as possible."

(End of this chapter)