The Collective Upgrade Brought by Tribulation Shazo

Tribulation World.

Heavenly Tribulation Shazo suddenly awoke, startling the warrior who had called him.

He asked in a low voice, "What is it?"

The soldier whispered back, "The company commander wants to see you."

Without hesitation, Shazo turned over and stood up. Without needing a soldier to lead the way, he ran quickly like a nimble monkey through the Dry Moat filled with the bodies of his fallen comrades, and soon found Company Commander Lü Junsheng.

Company Commander Lü, nicknamed "Lu Bu of the Army," is 192 cm tall. When he stands up straight, his head can be seen sticking out of the Dry Moat. At this moment, he is carefully observing a Blockhouse not far away.

Shazo walked to the company commander's side, used the Dry Moat wall for leverage to jump, and then he saw the Watchtower.

He also guessed the company commander's idea, so he asked, "Take down this Watchtower?"

Lü Junsheng nodded and said, "That's right, Little Japanese's eye is really good. Of all these Watchtower, this one is the only one built with stone blocks and cement. It's the one that's blocking all our movements, leaving us with no choice but to attack it head-on."

"You'll come with me later, we'll both use explosives."

Shazo glanced at the Watchtower again and sneered, "No need for explosives, just give me four Grenade and I can take it down."

Lü Junsheng turned to look at her. "Xia, you've really grown in ability! Can you really do it?"

Shazo: "I guarantee I'll complete the mission!"

Company Commander Lü was overjoyed. "Alright, I'll find you Grenade."

However, after searching all one hundred-plus soldiers in the company, only three Grenade were found, two of which were "Border Region-Made".

Shazo didn't complain. He tucked the Grenade into his waistband, grabbed his rifle with the Bayonet fixed, and jumped onto the edge of the Dry Moat, charging towards the Watchtower.

The Watchtower was not an isolated building, but a fortress with a complete defense system.

The Watchtower would be surrounded by a wall, and inside the wall would be buildings that served as dormitories, kitchens, warehouses, and armories for the garrison troops.

Outside the wall were two to four rings of barbed wire, beyond which were rough wooden barricades, and then a moat more than six meters wide and four meters deep, filled with sharp Wooden Spikes skewers.

The area within 300 meters of the trench's edge was completely cleared, leaving no obstructions to the line of fire or any hiding places.

Sometimes, the Little Japanese would deliberately leave stones or pits, but the stones would always serve as a reference for the shooting distance, and the pits would always contain landmines.

Shazo charged straight ahead from 300 meters away. Although he ran very fast, he was spotted by Little Japanese at a distance of 200 meters.

Soon the distinctive crackling sound of the Type 92 heavy machine gun rang out, but no matter how hard the Little Japanese machine gunner tried, he couldn't hit Shazo, who was running back and forth.

When the distance closed to 50 meters, Shazo handed the rifle to his left hand, pulled a Grenade from behind his back with his right hand, and threw it into the gun port of the Watchtower.

With a loud bang.

The gunfire stopped.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Shazo lowered his head and sprinted straight ahead, leaping over the six-meter-wide trench in one stride, and then crossing the barricades and barbed wire.

Upon reaching the wall, Shazo threw a second Grenade, and using the smoke and dust from the explosion, he climbed over the wall.

Then, like a tiger charging into a flock of sheep, he charged left and right within the enclosure with his Bayonet, sending a Little Japanese back to his hometown with each thrust of his Bayonet.

In just 20 seconds, all six Little Japanese were crushed.

Besides the Little Japanese, there were more than 60 Puppet Troops in the courtyard of the Watchtower. Although Shazo with Bayonet, they were all terrified.

Shazo glanced at the Puppet Troops huddled in the corner, trembling, and, making sure they were no longer in danger, reached out and removed the Bayonet from the muzzle of his gun.

He threw the last Grenade into the third floor of the Watchtower, then kicked open the narrow Watchtower and rushed inside.

The sound of the explosion mixed with the thud of Bayonet piercing flesh, and Little Japanese's pitiful and terrified dying screams, frightened the Puppet Troops in the courtyard so much that they turned pale and felt as if they were dreaming.

How could there be such fierce Eighth Route Army soldiers?

He's not even human!

The toughest nut to crack was cracked so easily.

Even the notoriously audacious Company Commander Lü found it hard to believe that he would lead 120 men to charge the 180th Japanese company. He muttered, "What's wrong with this kid?"

The soldiers collected their spoils with beaming smiles; they picked up everything, from guns and ammunition to food and clothing, and even rolled up barbed wire to take with them.

While working hard, everyone expressed their shock at Shazo. They came from all over the country and spoke with Myriad Phenomena.

"Holy crap, Xia is unbelievably amazing!"

"I don't want to be his opponent anymore."

"He's really something, he's like Tank all by himself."

Shazo didn't care about the praise; he just felt the power expanding within him and smiled with satisfaction.

The feeling of regaining my strength, the feeling of freely typing in my Little Japanese, it feels so good.

Having shaken off the oppressive feeling of helplessness, Shazo's inner turmoil dissipated, and unknowingly, the trend of his mental collapse stopped, and he began to move towards perfection.

His Emotional Tribulation, after enduring trials and tribulations in the mortal world, finally saw a turning point.

Finally, the rough wooden barricades were all dismantled, stuffed into the Watchtower, and set on fire before the Eighth Route Army could retreat in formation.

The Watchtower resembled a short, thick chimney, billowing thick black smoke, seemingly announcing the birth of a god of war.

Fist of the North Star World.

After waking up, Nanto Shazo was in a daze for a long time. He was trying to share the various powers he had obtained one by one, and he was also savoring and digesting the vast memories.

Suddenly he jumped up excitedly and ran to the Wasteland outside the shelter.

He awkwardly reached out his hand, gently grabbed forward, and a crystal-clear water sphere appeared.

The water balloon grew larger and larger, until Shazo, overly excited, lost control and fell to the ground, wetting a large area of land.

After calming himself down, Shazo once again stretched out his hands and placed them on the drying Wasteland.

A tender sprout struggled to push through the soil and emerged from the ground.

Then came the second, the third, and finally hundreds of tender shoots crowded the moist Wasteland, lush and verdant, like the Miracle.

This is the Miracle, the greatest the Miracle in the nuclear Wasteland.

Nanto Shazo's face showed genuine joy, and his eyes were filled with light and hope, making him incredibly determined.

Just then, Shazo spotted the billowing dust rapidly approaching in the distance. He strode forward, his killing intent palpable, to meet the group of enemies.

Shazo's smile was bright, but his eyes were as cold and icy.

Now that hope has been born in my hands, it's time for order to be restored to this world!

Whoever it is, either submit to my will and become part of order, or die!

The world of the Smiling, Proud Wanderer, the Spirit Vulture Palace of Heavenly Mountain.

Shazo awoke from his deep meditation and immediately sensed something was amiss.

Something in the darkness connected with me and generated a tremendous pulling force, making me feel as if I were flying upwards.

But this feeling also seems to be an illusion.

Shazo stood up, slowly practiced a round of Tai Chi, and then practiced the Mount Hua Basic Swordplay again to confirm that his body had not become lighter and his movements had not changed.

Although the feeling of flying was intense, it had no real impact on the body.

Shazo sheathed his sword and murmured, "Is it because Heavenly Tribulation Shazo and was able to sense information he couldn't sense before?"

A graceful figure strode into Lingjiu Spirit Vulture Palace, asking curiously, "Brother Xia, what did you sense?"

Her voice was as clear and melodious as a nightingale's, her appearance as pure and flawless as the bright moon, and her temperament combined Haki and gentleness.

She is Dongfang Bubai, Dongfang Bubai Celestial Transformation, with her gender reversed.

Shazo and Dongfang Bubai have been friends for thirty years. They are already familiar with each other and there is no awkwardness between them anymore.

Upon hearing Dongfang Bubai's question, he calmly replied, "My cultivation level has improved, and I feel an upward pulling force, but there is no tangible feedback in my movements."

Dongfang Bubai exclaimed with delight, "Your cultivation level can actually improve again! That's wonderful!"

"With these gains, this trip to Heavenly Mountain can't be considered a failure."

This was their third time exploring the Heavenly Mountain together. After careful searching, they finally located the Spirit Vulture Palace among several ruins.

Unfortunately, this place has been abandoned for too long. Not to mention books and paper, even murals and stone carvings have become blurred under the ravages of time and wind and snow.

Although it's only a little blurry, it has already lost its essence, making it impossible to comprehend the ultimate techniques of the Free and Unfettered Sect.

Shazo sighed, "We gained nothing from the Spirit Vulture Palace. If we seek a way forward, we can only follow in the footsteps of True Master Sanfeng."

Dongfang Bubai, however, took it in stride. "The pursuit of the Dao is never easy. The fact that we can accompany each other on this journey is already far more Luck than that of our predecessors."

"Besides, there are still traces left by a real person ahead that we can follow, that's enough."

"Let's go. Although we are both highly accomplished and have long lifespans, we cannot waste any more time here."

She reached out her hand, instinctively trying to Shazo up, and Shazo instinctively reached out his hand in return.

When the two hands are clasped together, their True Qi naturally merges, and in Setsuna, Yin-Yang are in harmony, converging into the two polarities and returning to the Taiji.

Suddenly, the true meaning of Tai Chi stirred Shazo's life force, tearing a small crack in the increasingly strict rules of heaven and earth.

The one that had vanished reappeared in Setsuna.

Without hesitation, Shazo and Dongfang Bubai didn't even need to exchange glances before they channeled their inner True Qi into the crack that was destined to exist only for a fleeting moment.

There is nothing to hesitate about.

Under Shazo's leadership, the Mount Hua Sect had long since broken free from the constraints of Martial World sects and become a Daoist leader that rivaled Mount Longhu and Mount Wudang.

Moreover, Shazo had already relinquished his position as sect leader ten years ago, achieving a stable succession and retreating into the background.

Even if Shazo were to die suddenly, it would not affect the survival of Mount Hua.

Dongfang Bubai was even more carefree; after his battle with Shazo, he relinquished his position as leader without any hesitation.

For so many years, she has either secluded herself in the mountains to cultivate her spiritual practices or traveled with Shazo Zuo to search for traces of Daoism. She has been looking forward to this opportunity for a long time.

After the two poured all their True Qi, true essence, and even the origin of their lives into the crack in the Heavenly Dao, they naturally fell into a trance.

They remained perfectly still, their clothes not even fluttering, yet they seemed to be experiencing an unimaginable, immense turbulence, their souls shaken and uneasy.

The two endured the pain and carefully sensed all the changes around them, not letting any change slip by, even if they couldn't understand it or perceive the whole picture.

Even if you don't understand it, you have to force yourself to memorize it.

This has opened a crack in the Great Dao; every change is the closest manifestation to the Great Dao. How could a seeker of the Dao waste such a once-in-a-millennium opportunity?

I don't know how much time passed, but everything returned to calm.

Shazo and Dongfang Bubai remained still, desperately strengthening their memories and digesting their gains, while also experiencing an indescribable happiness.

Then a clear, melodious female voice rang out. "Who are you?"

"How dare you trespass into the forbidden area of the Spirit Vulture Palace! Aren't you afraid of Grandma's punishment?"

The girl's words thundered like a tidal wave in Shazo's mind.

He quickly extracted the keywords: "Spirit Vulture Palace", "forbidden area", and "grandmother".

Shazo quickly turned his head to look at the stone carving, which seemed unchanged, only slightly clearer and more expressive.

But this time, he saw moves he had never imagined before.

The seemingly simple yet infinitely varied Heavenly Mountain Plum-Folding Hand seems capable of encompassing all martial arts techniques and moves in the world, possessing the potential to embrace everything like a vast ocean.

The majestic and imposing Heavenly Mountain Six Yang Palm, which embodies the idea of self-sufficiency and dominance, expresses the state of mind of being self-sufficient and not seeking anything from the outside, just like the sun, which is invincible.

Dongfang Bubai also let out a hearty laugh, "It really has become a different world! This place has gained a bit more spirituality, and the road ahead is now open. Shazo, you are truly my great fortune!"

Shazo sighed contentedly, "As expected, I've transmigrated again."

The Marvel World.

Shazo woke up leisurely, but his mind was occupied by the Tattoo on his left hand.

As expected, the rank enhancement that Demon Xiazhuo mentioned was useful; he now understands much of the content related to Tattoo.

The reason why I couldn't understand the Tattoo information before was simply because I wasn't at a high enough level to see the whole picture.

In a two-dimensional world, two rows of parallel, intersecting, and progressively advancing points appear as discontinuous parallel lines. Only by elevating the perspective to three dimensions can one discover that it is a spring, and the discontinuous parallel lines are the longitudinal section of the spring.

Now that Shazo can see things clearly, he realizes that much of the information is not difficult to understand.

He didn't get out of bed all day, lying motionless like a corpse, completely absorbed in learning and understanding new knowledge, making surprising gains every moment.

Knowledge is power.

As Shazo's understanding of the Kree Obelisk deepened, his mastery of his own power also increased.

The power ceiling in the Marvel World far exceeds that of the Naruto World; the number of powerful beings who roam the cosmos is countless.

There are countless powerful individuals even stronger than Kaguya Otsutsuki, and it's not uncommon for some to be able to destroy a planet with a single blow.

Because Shazo lacked knowledge, he could only mechanically follow the methods of "The <Five Spirits Battle True Interpretation>" to fool people, and therefore the Kekkei Genkai he shared could not play its true value.

The situation is very different now.