Loki, holding Shinsō in one hand, stood silently facing Netero. His tattered white cloak had been replaced by a loose white robe, his crimson hair flowing freely behind him.
The turbulent Nen waves and howling wind had ceased.
The immense commotion from moments before was replaced by an unnerving quiet, save for the flames still burning on his forehead; the flames covering his body had vanished.
He appeared largely unchanged.
"Is that it?" Saccho asked Cluck, bewildered. "All that commotion, just to materialize a new outfit?"
Cluck hesitated, shaking his head. "I don't know."
"What the hell? Is that kid bluffing?" Gel added.
The onlookers, having retreated to the edges of the plaza, exchanged confused glances. The previous intense commotion had been followed by a simple change of clothes.
Everyone was questioning what had happened, observing Loki's new robe.
Only Netero focused on the blade in Loki's hand, noticing the Nen flowing naturally around it, guided by some unseen force.
A faint Nen fluctuation emanated from the blade—almost imperceptible unless observed closely.
Netero withdrew his gaze. He couldn't stop Loki from activating his ability now. Only by testing it would he know what had changed.
'To withstand my 100-Type Guanyin Bodhisattva, it can't be as simple as materializing a new outfit!' Netero thought. 'Let me witness this strange ability of yours, Loki!'
Netero raised his arms.
Even Netero felt a tremor in his throat as he stared at Loki's imposing figure, a wave of shock washing over him.
His initial astonishment faded, and Netero slowly clasped his hands over his chest, his expression serious.
'You... truly are the monster I unleashed.'
A palpable sense of danger enveloped Netero, like standing on the edge of a cliff.
The slightest carelessness could mean death.
Whoosh whoosh! Two powerful auras erupted simultaneously from Netero and Loki, colliding violently with a deafening roar.
Instantly, a violent gust of wind erupted. Loki, in his white robe, vanished into a blur.
Netero's eyes narrowed. "Fourth Hand!"
Boom! The airburst exploded. Sparks flew like fireworks. Loki's arm rose, deflecting 100-Type Guanyin Bodhisattva's attack. Their movements were too fast for anyone else to see clearly.
The attack was blocked! Netero's expression stiffened, while Loki remained impassive, his emotions suppressed by Overdrive Death Mode. Without pausing, Loki swung Shinsō, God-Slaying Spear. The blade flashed like a meteor towards Netero.
Time seemed to slow. Netero's face darkened.
"Fifteenth Hand!"
Boom boom! Two golden lights erupted from behind Netero, colliding with the incoming blade and shattering Loki's attack. The giant golden hands continued their assault on Loki.
Clang! Loki raised Shinsō, deflecting the impact, then slashed at 100-Type Guanyin Bodhisattva's arm. Loki leaped into the air.
"Moon Step!" Loki's Moon Step, enhanced by Overdrive Death Mode, was as fast as his ground movements. A burst of Nen propelled him towards Netero.
"Thirty-fifth Hand!!"
"Forty-sixth Hand!"
"Seventh Hand!"
The giant hands struck with incredible speed and varied techniques.
Clang clang clang! Loki deflected every attack with Shinsō, seizing every opening to counterattack.
Loki's figure vanished, only the sound of wind breaking the silence. Netero, too, was a blur of motion; only the golden light of 100-Type Guanyin Bodhisattva's rapid strikes was visible.
The clashing Nen caused violent air currents, shaking the ground. The only sounds were explosions, collisions, and the roar of clashing Nen. The scene was terrifyingly silent.
The Hunter Association members watched in horror. Cheadle's face cycled through pale, red, and white. She never expected the battle to reach this level of intensity.
Loki was completely invisible, only his movements audible. If Netero hadn't remained stationary, both figures would have been unseen.
Her undefeated Chairman was facing a worthy opponent. Netero was a legend, a legend among Nen users! Even if his age had diminished his strength, he shouldn't be matched by a child.
Yet, the facts were undeniable. A twelve-year-old, who had learned Nen less than half a year ago, was fighting Netero, who was using 100-Type Guanyin Bodhisattva, to this extent.
Cheadle watched the ground erupt with craters and dust clouds.
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