The True Combat Method of the Nerve Secret Technique - Illusion Technique!

From Nara Tama's body, a thread suddenly emerged. It was a thin, bright yellow thread, like a spider's silk, weaving and branching out around him. The fine, bright yellow color was almost transparent, shimmering with a rainbow halo under the sunlight.

It wasn't the Nara Clan's Shadow Secret Technique, but a strange ninja art that Suikazan Fuguki had never seen before. A thought crossed his mind, Is he not from the Nara Clan? Are these silk threads his abilities?

These fine silk threads were thinner than steel wire, much thinner. He truly didn't know what made this ninja art powerful.

"No, I must probe for information about this technique!" His rich combat experience immediately gave Suikazan Fuguki a plan.

This was almost instinctual. Mist Ninja without this combat instinct died before graduating from the ninja academy.

The Mist Village wasn't short of such youths who didn't live past twelve, but any ninja who survived that hurdle could stand on their own.

And he, Suikazan Fuguki, was one of the seven most outstanding among them.

Samehada was his honor.

His thoughts raced. He placed one hand on the hilt of Samehada on his back, and then he heard Nara Tama's voice: "Actually, I've been waiting here for you for a long time! Give up your useless struggles..." As a clone, he didn't need to hide his tracks or hold back his strength. In that sense, Suikazan Fuguki was lucky!

He would witness Uchiha Kin's true nerve-manipulating secret technique—a secret technique that used nerves as its foundation. Its greatest strength was certainly not using them as chakra threads to control kunai, nor was it to bunch them up like a cluster to be used as whips or tentacles.

Using nerves to replace chakra threads, steel wires to replace arms, becoming tentacles for direct combat, or connecting them to kunai to perform taijutsu...

All of that was just holding back!

The most fundamental method of a nerve secret technique was, of course, based on the carrying, input, and output of signals from the nerves themselves.

Illusion Technique!

Just as Nara Tama hadn't spoken aloud just now, Suikazan Fuguki had heard Nara Tama's words...

When signals emitted by nerves, carried by chakra, bypassed a person's eyes, ears, nose, mouth, and skin, directly reaching the brain's nervous system that processed corresponding visual, auditory, olfactory, gustatory, and tactile information, marvelous things happened.

Suikazan Fuguki heard a voice that didn't exist, but one that Nara Tama wanted him to hear. However, at this moment, Suikazan Fuguki didn't realize he had fallen into an illusion.

Nara Tama stood there, releasing complex nerve signals like a spiderweb of fine nerves, so complex that every nerve ending was involved.

It converted Nara Tama's "imagination" into output signals, transmitting them to Suikazan Fuguki.

It encompassed this entire forest, including every blade of grass, every tree, every gentle breeze, and every ray of sunlight. It was visible, tangible, and nothing had changed due to the illusion. An illusion that was identical to reality.

If what you see and know as "real" is indistinguishable from "illusion," how can you tell if you've fallen into an illusion?

Moreover... Nara Tama's illusion wasn't just limited to the five senses. It also vastly differed from the way ninjas used illusion techniques in the world today—ninjas used jutsu, and the transmission of nerve signals was a one-time event.

It was like pouring a basin of water, drenching the opponent. If they were hit, they were hit; if they were broken, they were broken.

However, Uchiha Kin's approach was clearly different. His illusion technique didn't rely on a single, decisive blow; instead, it was subtle, pervasive, and dense.

Nerve signals were transmitted in a non-forceful manner, like spring rain, encompassing all five senses, and then continuously, at a frequency of nearly seventy times per second.

Methods like "disrupting chakra" to break an illusion were completely useless against this type of illusion.

Disruption could only break one wave, and the next wave would follow. Its density was such that for the vast majority of people, there wouldn't even be a gap in the reaction. The only way to deal with this illusion was "hard-core cracking"—making one's own brain operate faster, exceeding this speed, otherwise, there was no way.

Suikazan Fuguki drew Samehada. The spiky Samehada seemed alive, connecting the man and the sword.

"Arrogant brat, wail under my blade!" Suikazan Fuguki swung Samehada and charged at Nara Tama.

The blade passed through Nara Tama, but it was empty. Suikazan Fuguki only then realized, "Not good, it's an illusion."

He frantically disrupted his chakra, but it only brought a moment of clarity before he fell back into the illusion. Nara Tama's voice whispered like a demon's: "It's useless... This is just the simplest application of my illusion. Give up struggling."

Nara Tama was standing on another tree, behind Suikazan Fuguki. He could have been more realistic just now, but he chose to let Suikazan Fuguki notice.

If an illusion was used only once like this, it could easily be broken due to a single flaw.

Changing the approach, using the illusion to continuously PUA the target, until the target themselves could no longer remember how many times they had broken it, and couldn't distinguish whether they were in the illusion or had broken it.

At this point, the "illusion" truly completed its effect on the target.

He wanted Suikazan Fuguki to repeat this process, to invert it, making him confused and unable to distinguish.

"Samehada, unleash your power!" Suikazan Fuguki thought of a way, having Samehada continuously supply him with chakra.

This continuous supply, however, was more persistent than Nara Tama's illusion, and it instantly broke the illusion. Suikazan Fuguki sneered and turned around: "Many geniuses die because of arrogance... That was the first lesson I learned when I graduated.

"Your illusion is truly despair-inducing. Hahaha, but now, it's your turn to despair—have you decided how you want to die?"

Nara Tama calmly retracted the spiderweb-like nerves, sighed, and said, "I didn't expect my illusion to fail on you the first time it was truly used." However, his expression showed no panic or annoyance at his illusion being broken.

This calmness annoyed Suikazan Fuguki: "I will tear you to pieces and feed them to my Samehada, piece by piece."

Nara Tama looked at Samehada. The blue blade, like a dried fish covered in spikes, he pretended not to recognize the sword and asked curiously, "Samehada? Your sword has a strange shape and a strange name—but it really looks like a fish."

His words struck Suikazan Fuguki to the core. He glanced at his ninja sword as well: "That's right, this is a masterpiece of our Mist Village."