Ninety-Nine X Gratitude

The sudden sound successfully interrupted the standoff between the two. The Ant King slowly turned his head, his pupils coldly fixed on Kevin.

Tolerating Kevin watching from the sidelines was a sign of respect for Kevin's abilities.

The fact that a spectator would interrupt like this made the Ant King somewhat impatient.

"Your name was given to you by your mother," Kevin said in a steady and clear voice. "Although you abandoned your mother after you were born, we still saved her, even though she died."

"But she called your name with unbearable intensity before she died, so don't you want to know? If you can get that old man to admit defeat, I'll tell you, how about it?"

Upon hearing this, the Ant King's eyes seemed to flash sharply, as if he had truly become interested.

He didn't actually care much about it at first.

But after reading so many human books and information, he genuinely wanted a name of his own.

He was the Ant King, and he originally wanted to give himself a unique name later on.

Besides himself, only his mother, who gave birth to him, had this right.

Perhaps the name itself wasn't particularly appealing to him, but it was at least something that attracted him.

Now, he's also tired of the endless attempts to persuade Netero.

Perhaps the only way to sit down and talk is to use pure force to make the other side recognize reality.

Just like it says in the book about humanity.

The other party is also human, so perhaps this theory can be applied to them.

"Should we make him admit defeat without killing him?" The Ant King's voice carried a hint of contemplation.

This requires some skill.

However, it's not something that's completely insurmountable.

The Ant King's aura suddenly changed, like a dormant Volcano suddenly awakening and erupting instantly.

A heavy, mountain-like pressure spread out as if it were a tangible force.

Netero's eyes flashed with a sharp light, then suddenly widened, and an uncontrollable, ecstatic smile spread across his face.

This is exactly what he wanted!

His eyes burned with fierce Fighting Spirit as he stared intently at the Ant King.

The Ant King had already slightly bent down, adopting a battle stance ready for action, no longer appearing as a superior and leisurely bystander as before.

"Don't worry, it won't take long." His tone was calm, yet it carried an undeniable and absolute confidence.

I don't know who he was talking to.

The real, decisive battle has finally begun!

Kevin immediately stood up nimbly and stared intently at it.

At that moment, Netero suddenly exerted force with both legs, cracking the ground beneath his feet, and leaped into the air like a cannonball.

He clearly wanted to seize the initiative.

Leaping into the air, Netero's body instantly assumed a solemn posture reminiscent of the Buddha, sitting cross-legged in meditation.

Then his hands moved with lightning speed in front of his chest, assuming an unpredictable and strange stance.

The two hands are crossed and stacked on their backs, forming a pattern symbolizing the number nine.

This is a completely new starting move that I had never seen before when fighting Kevin.

In an instant, the vast and boundless power of thought erupted like a flood bursting its banks.

The colossal Thousand-Hand Guanyin in the mind seemed to instantly come to life, its enormous form collapsing with an aura of destruction.

The countless arms on his body swung wildly in unison, like a storm.

It slammed down on the spot where the Ant King was, like a world-ending meteorite falling from the sky.

Hundred-Type Guanyin - Ninety-Nine Hands!

The sudden attack was faster than the limits of vision. The Ant King, having been caught off guard, was utterly powerless against such terrifying speed and impenetrable coverage.

He was struck solidly by these overwhelming, densely packed palm strikes.

The immense force, carrying the weight of ten thousand pounds, crashed onto the ground like a tidal wave.

In an instant, the entire earth began to shake and tremble violently.

The ground groaned under the weight, cracking open like a fragile biscuit with countless deep, bottomless fissures.

The severely weathered pillar on which Kevin stood was also shaking violently and wildly in the raging shockwave, creaking and groaning, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.

Large amounts of smoke and dust mixed with gravel rose into the sky like a mushroom cloud after a nuclear explosion, obscuring the cold moonlight.

"This old man's strength is indeed unfathomable."

A storm raged within Kevin, and he murmured involuntarily.

The Ninety-Nine Palms strikes were precisely focused on a single point, carrying Netero's absolute killing intent, without holding back at all.

Netero's power, enough to shake mountains, was displayed openly and without any concealment at this moment.

Amidst the earth's mournful roar and the billowing, murky air filled with smoke and dust, the ground was completely blasted apart.

"There's actually space below?" Kevin was taken aback, genuinely surprised that this place wasn't just a desolate wasteland.

"Tsk," I never expected that there would be a hollow space beneath this ground.

However, he couldn't jump down into the hole Netero had blasted open, as that would put him too close to their fighting range.

If he were to be in the midst of it and feel the palpable Fighting Spirit of the two men, it would seriously affect him.

Because these two men's will was too pure and obvious, and their martial prowess was too astonishing and outstanding.

Unexpected involvement will abruptly interrupt.

This is not good behavior.

At that point, not only the Ant King, but even Netero will be enraged.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be watching from the sidelines; they would all keep a sufficient distance to avoid affecting each other.

So Kevin decisively jumped down and unleashed a powerful punch at the ground beneath his feet.

His power gathered in his fists, punch after punch.

They quickly blasted a hole just big enough for him to land in.

Then he jumped down.

After jumping down, he discovered that this place was actually a hidden world, not just a simple cave as he had previously thought.

This is a massive, purely man-made structure.

A magnificent building constructed deep underground.

One after another, thick stone pillars stand straight here like silent giants, the ceiling is carefully smoothed, and the floor is paved with heavy stone bricks.

But this height reached at least an astonishing ten meters.

It's hard to imagine that ancient humans could have built something like this; the architecture is so grand and exaggerated.

But the interior of the building was completely empty; there was nothing there.

After a careful look around, Kevin realized that the Ruins here were of little value.

Its only value lies in this empty and spectacular hollow building, where traces of extensive transport can be seen on the walls and floors.

This place should have been filled with all sorts of things, but everything has been looted and moved away, leaving not a single thing behind.

All that remains is the heavy, immovable building itself.

To outsiders, this is undoubtedly a fantastic tourist destination that can continuously attract visitors.

After all, it is so magnificent and grand.

Unfortunately, the country he lived in was extremely conservative and closed off.

The treasures here have been moved away, and perhaps they have long since become the wealth of the powerful and wealthy, after all, the country he lives in is so closed off.

The large hole blasted out by Netero in the distance, along with the faint moonlight shining down from outside, provided a meager glimmer of light in the pitch-black space.

Kevin immediately spotted the two still locked in fierce combat in the distance.

After it landed...

Netero's Fighting Spirit intensified, and he showed no mercy.

"This is the grave, your grave."

Netero's voice echoed through the underground space, carrying a cold declaration.

As soon as he finished speaking, Netero unleashed a series of palm strikes, each leaving afterimages.

The Ant King was like a billiard ball being slapped around by two invisible rackets in his hands, powerless to resist or fight back, and mercilessly bounced back and forth.

It was slammed into the huge stone pillar with a muffled thud, creating a deep crater.

Just as he was about to act, he was struck down by a sharp chop to the ground with a loud thud.

He tried to jump, but was pressed down on his head by a palm strike.

The Ant King was subjected to a barrage of blows, leaving him in a sorry state.

But Kevin, with his keen observation skills, saw it very clearly.

He could clearly see the true consequences of their high-speed battle.

Despite Netero's merciless attacks, the Ant King was surprisingly unharmed.

He was simply powerless against that immense force, unable to resist it due to his size and weight.

So he could be slapped around, but his strong physical defense was real; even so, Netero's attacks seemed unable to break through his defenses.

Kevin's brow furrowed deeply.

"If that's the case, won't it turn into the same battle I had before? The best outcome would be nothing more than being dragged to death."

Kevin thought to himself.

Moreover, given the Ant King's strength and personality, he certainly wouldn't sit idly by and force Netero to the point of being unable to fight.

But even amidst this relentless and frenzied attack, the Ant King wasn't completely reduced to a passive punching bag.

Although he was relentlessly slapped around, he wasn't injured, so he kept launching attacks during the breaks.

He was constantly trying to find a flaw that could turn the tide of the battle.

He felt he had that ability.

So he didn't stop at all.

Even as he was constantly being hit, he made no attempt to dodge, and indeed, given the speed and density of the attacks, there was no way to dodge.

His eyes were fixed intently on Netero's every subtle movement, imprinting it firmly into his mind.

Relying on his brain, which was like a computer and capable of ultra-high-speed calculations, he calmly analyzed the opponent's actions.

This is the first time the Ant King has participated in a real battle since its birth.

He was rapidly absorbing the knowledge gained from these battles, extracting valuable practical information at an astonishing pace.

For a monster like him, whose strength and combat talent are purely built up, even in his first battle, he instinctively entered a near-perfect, optimal state.

This ignited an unprecedented, burning passion in Netero, a world-class powerhouse who had already experienced countless battles, a passion that compelled him to give it his all and become completely immersed in the experience.

Netero's emotions were overflowing, almost tangible.

Kevin saw it all so clearly.

That pure and intense emotional will was so straightforward and dazzling in Kevin's eyes.

And that was indeed the case for Netero at that time.

His fists are filled with gratitude for life and martial arts, emotions he holds for the martial arts that nurtured him.

It is precisely these emotions that have given him such an incredibly powerful Nen ability.

Compassion like that of Guanyin is the highest form of gratitude towards the martial arts.

And now, he is fighting with an unprecedented level of dedication.

His positive emotions, like a burning star, reached their peak.

He was sincerely grateful for everything he had experienced before meeting the Ant King.

He was in better shape than ever before, as if he had returned to his peak years.

He is now giving it his all, facing the Ant King in his strongest and most powerful state, without the slightest regret.

He even unexpectedly made a heart shape with his hands in front of his chest.

?

Kevin's mind went blank for a moment.

What is that old man doing?

Even Kevin was completely stunned by what he saw.

Is this the peculiar manifestation of emotions reaching their extreme?

Then came the next round of attacks, without any mercy.

Netero's emotions have reached a fever pitch, and his attacks have become even more ferocious and aggressive.

The Ant King, amidst the increasingly dense palm strikes, appeared utterly powerless to resist.

At least that's how it appears on the surface.

Kevin stood at a distance, watching intently; even blinking was a luxury for him, an obstacle preventing him from seeing the battle.

That was fantastic!

He could certainly see that although the Ant King appeared to be taking a beating, he was actually constantly analyzing Netero's movement patterns.

He could see that the Ant King was constantly approaching Netero's main body, getting closer and closer. Before, when he was ten or twenty meters away, he would be instantly swatted away.

It is now gradually approaching a distance of ten meters.

This distance is steadily closing.

But the closer the Ant King got, the more effort and calculations it required to get even an inch closer than before.

But this is undoubtedly a remarkable advancement.

That's a monster.

The other one is also a monster.

Kevin silently felt a sense of powerlessness.

The Ant King is able to learn and progress at an incomprehensible and terrifying speed even in battle.

Kevin grew increasingly wary and suspicious of him.

This is a target that must be completely eliminated no matter what.

While his arrogance still stubbornly persists.

Otherwise, if they fail to kill their opponent this time, the ideal scenario would be for them to escape as losers.

This would only further embolden the enemy's arrogance, and if they failed to kill the Ant King and instead allowed him to leave as a loser, it would be disastrous.

What follows will be a massive bomb, capable of upending the human world, hidden within human society.

Death is now the only reasonable way for the Ant King to go.

Only now did Kevin truly understand the profound meaning behind Netero's planting of that bomb in his heart.

Aside from his own selfish desire for battle, it was also because the Chimera Ant in front of him posed a truly devastating threat.