All-Out Effort X Dance of Demons

At this moment, it wasn't just Netero's emotions that were boiling over.

The Ant King's emotions seemed to be ignited as well.

Amidst the relentless attacks, the Ant King also experienced it firsthand.

I felt the power contained in Netero's fists and palms, a power imbued with will and fervent emotion.

He felt a sense of relief for his previous willingness to humble himself and communicate with humans.

This is an absolutely worthy human being, someone who deserves to set aside his pride and innate arrogance and engage in equal dialogue.

He now holds Netero in high esteem.

His thoughts raced like Lightning Speed, yet they did not affect his movements, which were as precise as those of a precision instrument.

He moved with increasing determination toward that seemingly unattainable meter.

Until they were only one meter away from Netero.

But that meter was like an insurmountable chasm; he could no longer cross it even an inch.

The gesture of pressing one's hands together in prayer position.

In ordinary combat, such seemingly superfluous movements are fatal flaws that lead to certain death.

But for Netero, it was the source of his power and a totem of his beliefs, and its significance was not so simple.

Because the gesture of clasping hands together was faster than the naked eye could perceive, its speed was ghostly, and the devout emotion for martial arts contained within it was too full and pure, far exceeding the Ant King's current speed, and even surpassing his predictive thinking to a certain extent.

This was precisely the key opportunity that allowed the opponent to secure victory.

It's pointless to delve into why the other party possesses such abilities now.

Each of those attacks contained a spiritual imprint that had long transcended the realm of mere martial arts skills.

That almost manic fighting frenzy, that indomitable and unyielding will.

It is the supreme result of decades of sitting in meditation and practicing diligently, undergoing countless trials and tribulations.

He could sense it, and therefore his heart was filled with admiration.

Because he believed that even he himself could hardly reach such a supreme state of perfect fusion of emotion and power.

This was the first time in his life that he had felt the awe-inspiring height and unfathomable depth of a human skill that he could not yet reach.

Kevin held his breath and watched from afar.

In his eyes, the radiant light emanating from the two of them, so intense and tangible, was dazzling and obvious.

The two even showed mutual respect for each other during the battle.

Is this the kind of communication that battle can bring, a communication that transcends words?

Kevin couldn't help but think that way.

Because he didn't really resonate with that, he wasn't obsessed with martial arts.

For him, force was merely a tool to achieve his goals, a necessary weapon to reach his objectives and protect himself.

Therefore, martial arts are tools, not principles.

His thinking is fundamentally different from Netero's.

This meant he could never reach Netero's level of martial arts, where the mind is the guide and the will is the weapon.

And for him, there really wasn't anything to regret.

Everyone has their own way of doing things.

The pace of the battle suddenly slowed down.

The Ant King stopped trying to approach and landed on the ground.

The two stood still.

The Ant King looked somewhat disheveled, with minor scratches on his surface, but no real injuries on his body.

He looked at the other person.

He spoke.

"I can clearly feel the results of your decades of dedicated self-cultivation in order to improve yourself."

Netero returned the gaze with equal intensity.

Looking at the opponent's body, which seemed unharmed despite enduring a devastating storm of attacks.

Such attacks yielded no effective or substantial results.

However, this was within his expectations, so it wasn't too surprising.

He had already experienced a similar outcome with Kevin, so he was well-prepared mentally and had a plan for how to respond.

But the Ant King's next words ignited his fury.

"This is a state of being cultivated to the extreme, even surpassing the limit, and is absolutely a miraculous case in the world."

The Ant King spoke calmly, yet with a hint of appreciation.

It carries a sense of superiority.

"Truly admirable."

Netero's temples were bulging with veins that throbbed faintly.

You brat!

This condescending and judgmental tone greatly displeased Netero.

Since he was dissatisfied, there was no need to hide it. He put his hands together and struck out with one palm.

The attack struck the Ant King instantly, sending it flying like a pebble being swatted away.

The battle resumed in an even more intense manner at that moment.

The Ant King, blasted away by the immense force, quickly adjusted its posture in mid-air, its figure transforming into a blurry afterimage, and charged towards Netero once again at an even faster pace.

The two became increasingly silent, with only the whooshing sound of fists and palms cutting through the air and the friction of their bodies moving at high speed remaining.

A seemingly tireless barrage of palm strikes rained down.

The other constantly adjusted its position with exquisite footwork, charging forward and launching its own attack.

The Ant King moves incessantly like a perpetual motion machine, his purpose is very clear and simple.

Netero's Hundred-Type Guanyin attack was powerful, but it was nothing compared to his body, which was as hard as steel.

No matter how relentlessly Netero bombarded him, it could only cause him very minor damage.

This kind of superficial injury, almost negligible and resembling a scratch, had no tactical or strategic significance for him.

In short, Netero's attack only restricts the Ant King's movement and causes minimal damage; it does not actually cause any harm.

Therefore, the Ant King has a near-infinite margin of error, while Netero's margin of error is almost zero.

The Ant King can fail countless times and relentlessly launch attacks.

If Netero makes even one mistake, he will quickly fall into an endless cycle of defeat, like a domino effect, until he is completely defeated.

This is the harsh reality brought about by the huge difference between basic physical condition and mental capacity.

Nen ability is an amplifier.

Among Nen user, there are countless examples of the weak defeating the strong by relying on their unusual Nen ability.

But all of these have a limit.

Netero's Nen ability is undoubtedly powerful.

As for the Ant King, his base stats are even more outrageous, far exceeding the power of Netero's Nen ability.

Based on this, the Ant King's tactics become exceptionally simple.

They adopted an offensive strategy, launching attacks continuously.

Netero's attack pattern has been thoroughly analyzed by the Ant King.

Put your hands together in prayer position, then swing them out at different angles.

Then the Guanyin of Guanyin will precisely and synchronously follow suit, swinging its hand to launch an attack.

This pattern is established and fixed.

All he needs to do is find the flaw in it.

Although Netero keeps swinging, because the Hundred-Type Guanyin is Thousand-Armed Guanyin Statue, it theoretically has almost an infinite number of attack combinations.

For the Ant King to pinpoint that tiny flaw under such circumstances is like finding a needle in a haystack, an impossible task.

But there are always exceptions.

The Ant King had already vaguely sensed something thanks to his terrifying analytical abilities, but he hadn't yet fully grasped this crucial insight.

Therefore, he was attacking tirelessly and relentlessly.

Essentially, he was waging a battle he couldn't lose.

Once he grasps that sliver of inspiration and understands the problem, he can break through the defenses and defeat the enemy at close range with his own attack.

However, if he fails to grasp even a sliver of inspiration and takes too long, Netero may have his Nen Aura and stamina rapidly depleted by the relentless, high-intensity attacks, until he is unable to continue fighting.

Therefore, regardless of whether it's a tactical advance or a strategic retreat, no matter which step is taken, the Ant King has already secured victory.

Netero continued swinging his weapon with unwavering focus.

Silently watching the Ant King's relentless actions.

It's a truly chilling and perverted existence.

Having only been born in this world for a month, this should be the opponent's first real life-or-death battle.

But in battle, they are so perceptive and their learning ability is astonishing. Given a little more time, their opponents will discover, as if solving a puzzle, the subtle flaw hidden in their current attack.

People have behavioral biases; they all have their own fighting habits and preferences.

Humans are not cold machines, nor is Netero.

Therefore, even if there seem to be an infinite number of attack combinations, there are actually subconsciously preferred attack methods.

This preferred attack method is more likely to occur, and the only weakness will be hidden within it like a tiny crack.

For a normal person, such a fleeting flaw is completely impossible to catch, but for a monster like the Ant King with superhuman calculation abilities, it is something that can be grasped.

The Ant King is tirelessly searching, and he will soon understand the mystery.

Netero was convinced of this.

Even if they don't find it, the endless drain on resources alone could wear him down.

Netero, on the contrary, reveled in it, because he felt a long-lost, chilling sense of oppression, which only intensified over time.

The feeling of dancing on the edge of a knife, where life and death hang by a thread, is the true battle he has pursued throughout his life.

There can be no slackening whatsoever; every breath is crucial to victory or defeat.

Kevin stood by as a spectator, watching from afar.

The battle between the two sides looked no different from his previous battle with Netero.

One attacks relentlessly, the other blocks and dodges constantly.

But while things may appear the same on the surface, Kevin wouldn't be foolish enough to embellish his own image.

They are fundamentally worlds apart.

Because he could see that the Ant King was actively searching, and had a very high chance of finding, that fatal flaw.

This behavior creates a tremendous, real sense of oppression.

He had only been passively and purely taking hits, and Netero's attacks ultimately failed to harm him.

But he also poses no threat to Netero.

The two are vastly different.

Fighting Kevin is a pure waste of time; there's no strategic value in it.

Fighting the Ant King is a battle of wits and will on a higher level.

Kevin shrewdly realized that Netero must still have a trump card up his sleeve.

Otherwise, Netero should have asked me to give him an injection right now to get back to his peak condition so he could try to kill him with all his might.

So when the Ant King found an opening and successfully got close...

Netero would then unleash his deadly move without hesitation.

Only if this ultimate move ultimately proves ineffective will Netero activate his backup plan, using a drug to return to his peak condition and enter that decisive final half hour.

Come on, let me see just how powerful this hidden trick of yours really is.

Inside the Royal Palace.

By this time, the sounds of battle raging inside the Royal Palace had gradually subsided.

Of the Royal Guards, Youpi and Youpi, have already been killed.

Only the one with the most comprehensive strength and the strongest overall capabilities, the most rational, and the fewest flaws and weaknesses remains.

Neferpitou.

Neferpitou also faces the strongest trio in the Extermination Team besides Kevin and Netero: Melusina, Kite, and Killua.

At this moment, the battlefield beside the city wall had become extremely fierce, like a boiling furnace.

It was clearly a three-on-one Extermination Team.

However, under Neferpitou's ability to Clones, this battlefield was transformed into a dazzling, chaotic melee.

There appeared to be at least a dozen figures fighting back and forth at high speed.

Moreover, Neferpitou uses his "Shift and Swap" ability to constantly change positions and switch opponents.

With a thought from Neferpitou, they switched positions.

She appeared next to one of her Clone, and then without hesitation, launched a fierce attack on the nearby Maid Nen Beast, Little Yellow, her claws flashing like lightning, and annihilated Little Yellow.

Another maid vanished, transformed into Nen Aura.

However, almost simultaneously, another Clone she had switched out was also completely annihilated by Melusina's attack.

She has lost another Clone.

Meruem had silently arrived at the edge of the battlefield without anyone noticing, holding his breath nervously as he watched the battle unfold.

After resolving the issues on his side, he rushed over without stopping.

He was holding his breath, watching anxiously from the outside.

But he didn't dare to get close at all.

Because the fight was a close-quarters battle that relied purely on high speed and instantaneous reaction, Meruem's dynamic vision was already making it very difficult to even see, let alone rashly join in.

Although he wasn't very experienced in combat, he calmly realized that there was currently no room for him to make a difference in this battle.

This was a high-speed battle fought quickly, and overall, their side was in a dominant position due to their superior numbers and teamwork.

Neferpitou had many wounds of varying depths on his body, and his once smooth white hair was now disheveled, making him look extremely wretched.

Only three Clone remained after being summoned.

On the other side...

Although Melusina and the other two also had minor injuries, they were all within an acceptable range and did not seem to affect the core battle. In addition, there were still two Maid Nen Beasts, Little Blue and Little Green, remaining.

There are a total of five combat units.

Neferpitou only has four in total.

The numbers have once again put them at a disadvantage.