He dodged the first palm strike from the 100-Type Guanyin, then took two more in succession.
All he got in exchange was a few severed strands of Netero's hair.
Bang!
Moyu flew backward like a meteor and slammed into the wall.
The savage impact shattered the wall with a thunderous crash, sending clouds of dust billowing outward.
Netero watched the dust ahead of him, a smile spreading across his aged face.
Throughout that brief, lightning-fast exchange, the powerhouse who stood at the pinnacle of the world had not moved a single step.
Outside the arena.
Similar expressions appeared on everyone's faces. They were all genuinely awestruck.
Ging raised a hand and rubbed his chin.
"Is that form of 'Ken'... a Nen Ability?"
His gaze swept toward the spreading dust, his eyes thoughtful.
Moyu had taken a palm strike from the 100-Type Guanyin head-on, yet managed to counterattack instantly without suffering any harm.
If Ging hadn't known Moyu's Nen Type inside out, even he, as a spectator, would have judged Moyu very likely to be an Enhancer.
Precisely because he knew Moyu wasn't an Enhancer, Ging's attention settled on the "Ken" covering Moyu's body, where scale-like patches of Nen faintly flickered.
Emitters and Enhancers could develop Nen Abilities based on pure aura.
Depending on their upbringing and the personalities they developed, some Emitter Nen users would even abandon their type's distinctive offensive nature and focus their abilities on defense instead.
The most common examples were abilities designed to intercept attacks completely, turning aura released from the body into something resembling an energy shield, or using the same principle to produce some kind of control effect.
But—
An ability like that wasn't merely a technique. It was actual Nen Ability development, and it consumed Nen Capacity.
Ging knew Moyu had a wide