Never Because He Couldn't Land a Hit

Humans "copied" by a Nen Space didn't have to bear the burden of a Vow and Restriction, so they could extend the reach of their Nen Abilities freely.

On top of that, they possessed the same combat prowess as their originals...

That was the real reason Kanzai had taken such a beating.

Fortunately, the clone's Nen was only as strong as Moyu's at his current level.

Otherwise, the consequences would have been unthinkable.

Cheadle even thought that if the Moyu copied by the Nen Space had been a version from several years in the future, Kanzai might already be dead.

"Kanzai."

She glanced quickly at his arm. The wound wasn't as serious as she'd imagined.

As expected, at this stage, the impostor's Nen wasn't strong enough to do much damage, however bizarre his ability was.

That made him less troublesome than she'd feared.

"Are you sure you still want to handle him alone?"

After this sudden turn of events, Cheadle had to confirm Kanzai's wishes again.

Granted, she needed to stay back to gather information and guard against a potential threat from another Created Being.

But now that the impostor had shown he could injure Kanzai, Cheadle thought they needed to adjust their strategy.

"I don't need help."

The shock slowly faded from Kanzai's face, replaced by a rare look of seriousness.

The Moyu Clone had severed one of his own arms, yet he watched Kanzai without a change in expression.

Seeing Kanzai stand motionless, the Moyu Clone raised his intact left hand and plunged it into his abdomen.

Squelch!

His hand sank all the way in, and blood gushed around his wrist.

Through it all, Moyu didn't so much as twitch an eyebrow.

At the same time, blood inexplicably began flowing from Kanzai's abdomen, staining his clothes red in