"If you want to fight, then I'll fight. Night Parade of a Hundred Demons!" Behind Meruem, a hundred various ghosts and monsters appeared once again.
"Hundred-Type Guanyin First Style, Second Style, Third Style!" Netero paid no attention to Meruem, only continuously using his specialty techniques to attack Meruem without stopping.
"The same technique cannot succeed after I've seen it once." Although Meruem had never personally faced Netero's Hundred-Type Guanyin, Meruem was completely familiar with the techniques and movements of Hundred-Type Guanyin. Netero didn't know that Meruem had the bug-like ability of Gluttonous Feast. After Netero's arm was eaten, Meruem had already mastered Hundred-Type Guanyin about seventy to eighty percent. The only thing he didn't know was just the one technique, Hundred-Type Guanyin - Zero Style.
"Hundred-Type Guanyin - Ninety-Ninth Style!" Seeing that his attacks were completely ineffective, Netero could only use his strongest move aside from Zero Style.
"Naive, do you think this kind of technique would be useful against me at this point? I told you that you can't win against me. If that's the case, then watch once more. Night Parade of a Hundred Demons - Lord of Demons and Spirits!" The hundred ghosts and monsters gradually merged together, becoming a black shadow emanating evil thoughts.
The giant black shadow threw a simple punch at the Guanyin that was continuously using giant palms to strike down. A very simple punch. No matter how many attacks you have, I only need one punch.
This simple punch not only blocked those palms striking down but also hit the Thousand-Hand Guanyin hard, making a sound like striking a bell.
"Puh." As the Thousand-Hand Guanyin was attacked, a mouthful of fresh blood sprayed from Netero's mouth. Defeated, defeated. His proud Hundred-Type Guanyin was actually broken by just one straight punch from the opponent.
"What kind of technique is this?"
"Simplifying complexity - this is the so-called realm of 'heavy sword without edge, great skill appears clumsy.' You probably don't understand when I put it this way, so just think that I used absolute power to break your flashy but impractical techniques." Were Netero's techniques really flashy but impractical? Of course not. Meruem said this only to strike him down. As for whether it would affect Netero's state of mind, well, who knows ┑(￣Д￣)┍. What if it actually broke Netero's state of mind? Wouldn't that be a profit? However, it was true that Meruem used absolute power to break through Netero's techniques. No matter what methods you have, I only need one punch. Don't be a coward, just go head-on! Cowards lose for life, fist-to-flesh combat is a man's romance! These had always been the principles Meruem believed in.
"Hehehe, I never thought the strongest martial artist I'd encounter in my lifetime would be a monster. I never thought the martial artist who could defeat me would be a monster." Netero looked at his hands and muttered to himself. "Oh ho ho ho, I never thought I'd encounter an opponent like you in my old age. I'm very happy, really very happy. I might not be your match, but take another move from me. I want to use this move to break your martial way!" Netero looked at Meruem, not discouraged by the breaking of his Ninety-Ninth Style, but instead igniting new fighting spirit.
"Interesting, use whatever new tricks you have. Let this king shatter that pride of yours to pieces." The next move should be Zero Style, right? I'm really looking forward to what kind of feeling this move can bring me. But after using this move, it will also be your death, Netero. Tonight has dragged on long enough - let's end it early.
In the original work, the Ant King used his physical advantages to withstand countless Hundred-Type Guanyin attacks from Netero and found flaws from them, then used his powerful body to forcibly tear off one of Netero's hands and feet. In other words, the battle between Netero and Meruem in the original work was fundamentally a battle between a powerful beast and a martial artist. But the current battle between Meruem and Netero was different - it belonged to a battle between two martial artists. Although one also overwhelmed with power, the level was different. What Netero wanted to do was use Zero Style to break Meruem's martial realm, because compared to that beast-like fighting, martial artists had higher growth potential. Netero believed that even if he couldn't win, he should at least create flaws in Meruem's martial realm. Only then would future generations have hope of defeating him. For a dignified Hunter Association Chairman to place hope in posterity was truly sad.
"Hmm!" Netero pressed his palms together, and the muscles all over his body continuously trembled. Streams of vigorous Nen flowed through Netero's body, finally concentrating between his palms. Even Meruem had to admire that this move from Netero indeed had the capital to injure him. The Nen in those palms was already quite amazing.
"Ha!" With Netero's loud shout, the Guanyin behind him also emitted blinding light.
"Oh oh, this is the mystery of Zero Style, right? Concentrating all the Nen in the body to cause damage to the opponent - a very all-or-nothing technique. But it's not practical at all. You should know that all techniques should only exert seventy percent effort while keeping thirty percent in reserve. If this kind of all-or-nothing technique fails, it will lead to irreversible doom. And this move is actually drawing life force? This old guy looks like he doesn't want to live anymore. He wants to use a nuclear bomb as his final trump card, wanting to blow me up? Do you think I'll let you have your way?" Meruem observed Zero Style's characteristics while commenting, and finally showed Netero a mocking smile.
"I'll take this move head-on and see what you can do to me." Meruem crossed his arms and wrapped himself with Nen - "Ken." A basic application of Nen ability that can comprehensively improve defense. Meruem wasn't stupid. Although he said he'd take the opponent's move head-on, he never said he'd use his body to tank it.
"Hundred-Type Guanyin..." The giant Guanyin statue wrapped Meruem with its hands, while Meruem watched quietly.
"Zero Style!! Ha!" The giant Guanyin statue slowly opened its mouth toward the wrapped Meruem, growing larger and larger. A beam containing terrifying destructive power enveloped Meruem. Then came earth-shaking tremors. With the beam's attack, the entire Heaven's Arena building began continuously collapsing.
"Not good! Get out of here quickly! What kind of monsters are fighting on the top floor? That level of Nen since just now simply doesn't seem like something humans could possess." The Nen users still fighting inside Heaven's Arena all put down their respective opponents and prepared to flee. Come on, with the fighting power of those people on the rooftop, even if everyone here went up together, they'd just be delivering food.
"Damn it! I actually didn't kill that guy!" A red figure with huge muscles continuously complained, with only a pipe crushed to pieces in anger and three corpses beside him. The three were the other three members of Morel's team, while Morel, the strongest of the four, barely escaped but was also seriously injured. The owner of this red figure was Youpi, one of the three Royal Guards and the strongest in terms of power. Standing beside him was an unusually respectful lion - Leol. The current Leol had completely lost his original arrogance. He only had willing submission. He had thought that after being strengthened, he had become incredibly powerful, but unexpectedly, super strong experts kept appearing one after another. Now he finally recognized the gap between himself and the King and Royal Guards. In the face of absolute power, there was only submission or death. Leol didn't want to die. Only now did he recognize how small his own power was.
"This building looks like it's going to collapse. Let's call it a day. Kanzai, we're leaving." Botobai Gigante looked at the continuously cracking ground and walls, then said to Gudo and Zazan. The two didn't object either, because although they were arrogant, they didn't have confidence in surviving in this kind of collapsing building. However, since Botobai Gigante's arrival, the few hadn't fought much. Because the situation was unclear, no one acted rashly, only making a few tentative feints.
"Boom!" Finally, Heaven's Arena building couldn't withstand it and began gradually collapsing. However, by this time all the Nen users inside Heaven's Arena had evacuated. The only ones who might not have left were probably the remaining ordinary spectators. It truly was a case of gods fighting while mortals suffered.
After the entire building collapsed, an area of several hundred meters had been affected by this battle. Although aside from Heaven's Arena at the very center suffering severe damage, other places were relatively fine. Almost no lives were lost, but unfortunately, the world-class fighting venue Heaven's Arena, which had hundreds of years of history, finally met its end today.
"Hah, hah." In the ruins at the center of the former Heaven's Arena building, an aged figure like withered wood was breathing heavily. From the clothing, you could vaguely recognize this as Hunter Association Chairman Netero. But the Chairman who used to love joking and was disrespectful in his old age was no longer there - only an aged body whose candle was flickering in the wind with just a few breaths left before running out of oil. The position where his eyes used to be was no longer as sharp and spirited as before, but hollow and lifeless. If not for the continuous breathing sounds, you'd think it was just a dried mummy.
"Hehe, hahahaha." Just then, a hand extended from the building's ruins, and then a young man in tattered clothes climbed out. He had multiple scrapes on his body, but they didn't look serious. His appearance was just somewhat disheveled, but compared to Netero's miserable state, this was nothing. This young man was Meruem. Unfortunately, Netero's strike at the cost of his life hadn't caused him any substantial harm. "Exhilarating, exhilarating! It's been so long since I felt so exhilarated, so long since I could communicate fist-to-fist with someone like this."
"Netero, unfortunately, your strike at the cost of your life can't cause me any harm. Moreover, I've already learned your Hundred-Type Guanyin. Unfortunately, your technique that you researched and cultivated for years or even decades has pretty good power, but now it belongs to me."
"Damn ant, even Zero Style can't deal with him. Only that method remains. I'm sorry to the residents nearby. But your sacrifice will be worth it. Killing this monster, everything will be worth it. This guy is really... too dangerous."
"Ant King Meruem, you must not underestimate humanity too much." Netero's smile became abnormally dark and eerie. That was another kind of confidence. Yes, he was smiling. Netero, whose vital energy had been squeezed dry without a drop remaining and could only barely survive or perhaps still live, actually showed Meruem the kind of look one gives to someone who must die.
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