Qi Wu thrust his palm forward.
Dark red light burst from his palm.
A dense barrage of slashes wove into a vast net.
A sky-filling net woven from countless fine slashes.
That net enveloped Mahoraga's entire body in an instant.
Countless slashes struck at precisely the same moment!
Shhk, shhk, shhk, shhk, shhk-
The relentless sound of slicing rang out over the entire Magma Sea.
Under that net, Mahoraga's body was instantly sliced into countless pieces!
His body exploded into a mist of blood that scattered through the air.
White fragments drifted down like snowflakes.
Qi Wu quietly watched the fragments of Mahoraga's flesh.
Those drifting fragments did not fall.
They hung in midair.
Then countless white fragments converged from every direction on a single point.
The very spot where Mahoraga had just stood.
The fragments converged.
Reassembled.
Healed.
One second.
Just one second.
Mahoraga's body reappeared in the same place.
Good as new.
Without so much as a single wound.
The wheel behind him slowly turned one notch.
A trace of... mockery seemed to appear on his face.
Qi Wu's pupils contracted slightly.
"He regenerated?"
He spoke softly.
"Now that's some seriously insane regeneration."
As he spoke, dark red light gathered in his hand once more.
"If one strike won't do it, I'll hit you again!"
He swung fiercely!
Countless slashes poured out again like a torrential downpour!
But this time-
Mahoraga did not retreat.
He stood where he was, letting the slashes strike his body.
Shhk, shhk, shhk-
The slashes left countless wounds across his body.
But those wounds began healing the moment they appeared.
The slashes landed almost exactly as fast as the wounds healed.
Mahoraga stood motionless in the rain of slashes.
He had gradually adapted to the Slashing Technique.
Qi Wu's slashes could only leave