Hunter: I became stronger even after I died.

Chapter 389 The Strongest Path in the World
Listen to the heart's drop of fist.

This is a realm that only the most skilled can reach.

Throughout the entire world, very few people possess this power.

This level of ability allows one to perceive an opponent's psychological activities in a very short time and significantly accelerate one's own thought processes.

It can be seen as an advanced form of "instantaneous burst of thinking power".

Compared to the instantaneous thinking phase of powerful beings like Bisky and Zeno, Heart Drop Punch not only continues the characteristics of high-speed thinking but also possesses a longer duration of thought.

Its strength lies in its ability to extend the scope of thought while capturing key information from the opponent's psychological activities, thereby gaining the upper hand in offensive and defensive exchanges.

However, this level of understanding does not allow one to predict the future.

Therefore, even if one reaches the threshold, if one's physical abilities cannot keep up with the greatly accelerated pace of thought, it will be difficult to intervene in the offensive and defensive process under the "real-world time flow" through accelerated thinking.

of course.

Whether one can synchronize their mind and body depends on the opponent they are facing.

If it were Netero's Hundred Styles of Kannon, even if Moro could now skillfully utilize the "Heart Drop Fist Listening" level of ability, the outcome would not be any different.

Nevertheless, to have reached that threshold at such a young age...

Nitero remained outwardly calm, but his heart was in turmoil.

"Youth is wonderful..."

He was almost silently moved by Morrow's tenacious will to win despite being at a disadvantage, and delighted by Morrow's dazzling potential for the future.

The road ahead is still full of unknowns, but there are such outstanding successors who are taking over the journey step by step.

What else is there that I can't let go of?

Beneath Netero's long beard, the corners of his mouth slowly turned up.

He closed his eyes, as if trying to condense the spontaneous emotion and joy into his heart, and made an "OK" gesture with each hand, then crossed them over each other.

"One Hundred Forms of Guanyin - Ninety-Nine Palms"

The majestic golden Guanyin did not fully manifest in this dimensional room with its limited height; however, the multiple golden arms condensed by the power of the heart still conformed to Netero's pure and sincere intentions...

He poured all his strength, along with his admiration, into Moro without reservation.

In an instant, countless palm shadows flashed like streaks of light, seemingly containing an infinite array of techniques.

At this moment, even the extremely brief thought of how to deal with the slap is undoubtedly a waste of time.

"That old guy..."

Moro was still figuring out how to hold out until the Flash Strike cooldown ended, but the next moment he saw Netero unleash ninety-nine palm strikes in a partial Guanyin form...

At this moment, all his tactical deductions and considerations vanished instantly.

Only one thought remained in his mind: "People will die!"

Boom boom boom...!
The continuous palm strikes came like a mountain pressing down, instantly engulfing his figure.

The fierce palm strike, carrying a terrifying impact, slammed wildly against the walls, ceiling, and floor of the dimensional room.

Within this confined space, the entire area shook violently as if struck by a powerful earthquake, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.

As the blinding golden light from the palm strike continued to flash, even a wisp of Moro's clothing could no longer be seen.

While Netero was unleashing his Hundred Style Guanyin Palm, he didn't even bother to check on Moro's condition.

He kept his eyes closed the whole time, simply letting out all the emotions in his heart.

the other side.

Nobu and the others, who were in Room 2, the second largest room in the dimensional apartment, suddenly felt a clear tremor under their feet.

Before they could react, the tremor suddenly intensified.

Immediately afterwards, the entire room began to shake, as if it were experiencing an earthquake.

"What happened!?"

Everyone who entered as "guests" all looked at Nob, the owner of the Dimensional Apartment.

But Norb also looked surprised and doubtful.

He realized that the source of the tremor was most likely coming from the largest room where Moro and Netero were fighting.

But he had never experienced this situation before.

What he found even more incomprehensible was that the vibrations could travel across the barriers of the dimensional room.

This completely contradicts his understanding of the "Four-Dimensional Apartment" ability.

"It must have been caused by the battle between the president and Moro... but how could that be?"

Norb stared at the closed door, muttering to himself, his eyes filled with disbelief.

“Each room in the four-dimensional apartment is completely independent; it should be able to isolate ‘everything’…”

The unimaginable fact has happened right before our eyes.

This made Nobu slightly doubt the absolute secrecy of the four-dimensional apartment.

Adding to the psychological trauma from his previous experience attacking the ant nest, he unconsciously bit his thumb hard at that moment.

The crowd listened to Norb's explanation with a mixture of shock and disbelief.

The only thing that can be confirmed is—

The battle between Moro and Chairman Netero was intense.

It was so intense that it shook the foundation of Nob's four-dimensional apartment.

Such a huge commotion inevitably made everyone worry about the outcome of this duel.

After all, Chairman Netero and Moro were both irreplaceable forces in the second offensive.

It would be terrible if the second battle were affected by a so-called warm-up match.

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The 4D Apartment, Room 1.

The offensive of the Hundred Forms of Guanyin - Ninety-Nine Palms continues.

A deafening roar, like muffled thunder, echoed continuously in the space, as if the entire room was groaning in despair at the power.

Netero didn't need to rely on his eyes; with each palm strike, he could clearly discern whether Morrow was still resisting through the tactile feedback.

Even after more than half of his palm strikes had been unleashed, he could still feel the intense collision of their mental powers.

"Hoo ho..."

Even without visual observation, Nitro could deduce that Moro was likely trying to reduce the area of ​​impact by curling up his body.

The reduction in the area affected by the attack can strengthen the Nen's defense.

This is indeed the only way Moro can deal with things right now.

However, it was all in vain.

Although this room is the largest in the dimensional apartment, it is still too small for a duel between top-tier Nen users.

Especially for a user like Moro who uses Emission-type abilities, the spatial limitations undoubtedly stifle his ability to leverage his Nen attribute to exert a range advantage.

Conversely, for Netero, if he cannot manifest the complete form of the Hundred Styles of Kannon in this space, it is also a limitation that will affect his ability to exert his full power.

The result was that Netero was able to overcome the constraints of his environment and, with the power of his mind, accurately and clearly depict the overwhelming offensive of the Hundred Style Kannon.

This resulted in Moro being completely suppressed by the Hundred Styles of Guanyin's Ninety-Nine Palms.

At this moment, he curled up to his limit, his right arm and legs crossed in front of him like a shield, forcefully resisting the relentless palm strikes from the Hundred-Style Guanyin.

Despite the protective aura of mental energy covering the body, with each palm strike, one could still feel the force penetrating through the muscles and bones, directly seeping into the internal organs.

Morrow knew in his heart that as long as there was even a moment's lapse in his defensive resolve, he would be in trouble.

They would be instantly defeated.

At that moment, the body would probably be crushed into dust like tofu by the relentless palm strikes.

This direct confrontation with death allowed Moro to understand the will that Netero held in this duel.

He remained unmoved by this.

Even as death drew ever closer, he peered through the gaps in his defenses at the palm strike that followed a specific trajectory. He saw it more clearly then.

In this situation where death looms at any moment, he saw clearly the origin of each palm strike, as if in a revolving lantern.

"Even though I didn't use the 'Starlight Condensation' ability, I have a similar feeling..."

"Unfortunately, the body's functions cannot keep up with the speed of thought."

"But it's almost certain that I have a chance of defeating the 'Hundred-Style Guanyin,' as long as..."

"Remember this feeling, and simultaneously activate the 'Starlight Condensation' ability. The final piece of the puzzle is..."

"A Nen ability similar to Killua's 'Godspeed' and 'Lightning Speed'."

By feeling each palm strike of the Hundred Forms of Guanyin with his body, Moro not only saw the trajectory of the palm strikes, but also saw the path to "victory".

It could even be the path to becoming the "strongest in the world".

However, he is not yet capable of getting through that.

But he didn't have the habit of sitting idly by and waiting for his fate.

Even if we keep defending like this, it's impossible to last 20 seconds.

Moro was so certain.

Therefore, in order to change the status quo, we must take the initiative.

Moro's choice was to trade his injury for a chance to launch a counter-attack.

He decisively withdrew the portion of his manifested energy used for defense and channeled it into his subsequent counterattack.

"Flying Star Leap"

Almost at the moment when Moro's defense faltered and he was struck by Guanyin, a cross-shaped beam of light appeared beneath Netero's feet.

Netero, who attacked with only "one palm strike," still had the energy to build a psychic defense on his body.

This has already been proven in previous encounters.

However, if one were to activate the "Hundred Styles of Guanyin - Ninety-Nine Palms" move, it would be absolutely impossible to have such spare strength.

Unless it's Netero at his peak!
Moro placed his "final bet" on this judgment.

He made the right bet.

However, the cost was injuries of varying degrees to his right arm and both legs.

The most serious injury was to the right thigh, which was almost a comminuted fracture.

This is because in order to mobilize the Nen energy to counterattack more quickly, the thighs actually lose some of the Nen energy protection when the Nen energy is poured into the Flying Star Leap through the toes.

However, this counterattack, launched at the cost of injury, successfully forced Netero to interrupt his Hundred Style Guanyin Ninety-Nine Palms attack.

This result was as Moro had predicted; Netero's defensive capabilities were indeed limited when he unleashed the Ninety-Nine Palms technique.

However, when Netero uses this move to suppress his opponent, he doesn't have to worry about his opponent having a chance to counterattack.

Unless the opponent is willing to risk serious injury, and also possesses attack methods that can be launched instantly and traverse space.

And Moro happens to meet both of these conditions.

Despite having gained a significant advantage, Netero remained completely unfazed by the flying star coming from beneath his feet.

More accurately, he didn't give Moro any chance at all.

Netero decisively stopped his attack and leaped backward.

The mental projectile that shot out from the center of the starlight hurtled straight towards the ceiling right in front of him, causing a violent explosion.

Meanwhile, Netero, who had not yet landed, clasped his hands in prayer once more.

His backward leap did not free Moro from the attack range of the Hundred-Style Guanyin.

"One Hundred Forms of Guanyin - Ninety-Nine Palms"

A fierce and domineering palm strike erupted once again from the golden light, enveloping Moro.

however,
Moro pushed off the ground with one foot, using the momentum to dodge forward.

This movement allowed him to narrowly avoid the first strike of the Hundred Forms of Guanyin's Ninety-Nine Palms at the critical moment.

They dodged it without using "Starlight Condensation"...

This is neither accidental nor a matter of luck.

Because the palm strikes of the Hundred Styles of Guanyin are all performed according to a predetermined pattern.

Its strength lies in its almost infinite combo variations, making it difficult to predict the trajectory of the next strike from a fixed pattern.

However, the first palm of the "Ninety-Nine Palms" is so clear that there is no need to speculate.

Moro had seen it clearly before.

Therefore, after personally confirming Netero's ruthless attitude, he concluded that the old man would immediately resume his ninety-nine palms after the attack was interrupted.

This is true.

Moro thus used "foresight" to enable his body to finally keep up with the speed of his thoughts under the slowed-down sense of time.

Unfortunately, Moro, who already had multiple severe fractures, had no strength left to seize the opportunity to increase his chances of a successful counterattack after dodging the first of the Hundred Styles of Guanyin's Ninety-Nine Palms.

His counterattack was a beat too slow, revealing a minor opening.

However, in front of the Hundred-Style Guanyin, this flaw will be magnified infinitely.

Netero looked at Moro with admiration.

The astonishing will and strength displayed by the opponent in that half minute were enough to amaze him.

next moment.

A gigantic golden hand, devoid of any mercy, swept out.

Bang!
Unable to defend himself, Moro was sent flying and slammed against the wall of the dimensional room.

Already severely injured, this further blow caused his vision to go black, and he completely lost consciousness.

Netero watched as Morrow slid down the wall and slowly lowered his hands.

Only then did he have time to raise his hand and wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Youth is wonderful..."

He chuckled and uttered this sentiment once again.

This is one of the few times he feels he has the advantage of being "older".

If it weren't for Bimoro's century-long journey ahead, the outcome of this battle might have been...

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Two days later.

A streak of emerald light pierced the sky, striking precisely a chimeric ant that was flapping its wings and fleeing through the air.

boom!
An explosion rang out, a shockwave rolled in, and the chimeric ant's corpse fell heavily to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, specks of emerald green light rose from the corpse and drifted toward the direction where Moro was.

Moro stood still, letting the emerald light seep into his body.

The injuries sustained from his fight with Netero two days ago have been completely healed at this moment.

It was precisely because he possessed the ability to steal stars, and had two Chimera Ant prey already locked onto by the star marker, that Moro dared to make the choice to trade injury for a chance to counterattack in his duel with Netero.

After all, with this capability as a safety net, nothing that happens afterward will affect the second campaign.

It was only after learning about Morrow's ability that Netero showed no mercy and went all out in that warm-up match.

"Today, General Digo personally delivered a speech, calling on all citizens to attend the National Founding Commemoration Conference to be held in the capital, Peijing, in ten days..."

A female voice suddenly came from the radio that Moro was carrying.

"Having lost a direct bodyguard, it seems we still have to resort to 'selective' methods to produce troops and provisions..."

As he listened to the content coming from the radio, Moro's eyes narrowed slightly.

(End of this chapter)