At this moment, the Ant King raised his hand for the first time.
"You are worthy of admiration. I give you my approval."
The Ant King's words were indeed heartfelt in his assessment of Netero.
There were very few humans who could make him offer such praise, and it was truly rare.
However, for Netero…
"A mere little ant..."
He couldn't help but laugh: "Don't speak to me in such a condescending tone."
"If we're talking about age, I'm over a hundred years older than you!!"
As he spoke, Netero once again clasped his palms together and then struck with his palms.
But this time…
Whoosh!!
The Ant King quickly darted aside, narrowly avoiding the attack.
And in the next moment, he swiftly closed the distance and appeared right in front of Netero.
Bang!!
With years of martial arts experience, Netero quickly raised his hand, sending the Ant King flying to the other side.
However, the situation subtly shifted in that instant.
How to break Netero's 100-Type Guanyin Bodhisattva, the Ant King had found the answer.
Using the simplest moves, without any fancy moves.
It was just about using speed to continuously launch attacks.
After several attempts, the Ant King realized that Netero's ultimate move, 100-Type Guanyin Bodhisattva, couldn't harm him.
Now, he only needed to focus on attacking, breaking down every form of Netero's hand strikes, and finding weak points in areas that weren't covered.
Their attack and defense were like a game of chess, each move calculated.
Netero's halm strike combinations were ever-changing, each with a specific rhythm.
But every person has unconscious preferences or aversions.
The Ant King's goal was to find Netero's preferences through continuous attacks.
This is like accurately finding the right one from countless needles, then swiftly threading a line through the eye of the needle, aiming to hit the target.
As he thought of this, a smile appeared on the Ant King's face for the first time since the battle began.
"The more difficult the task, the more it excites me!!"
"I can definitely do it!!"
Gradually, the Ant King became more excited: "I'm counting on you!!"
"Please don't die of exhaustion before I find the answer!"
"Hahahaha!!"
He was so immersed in the process of breaking Netero's defense that he couldn't stop.
"He's actually laughing?"
Netero looked at him with narrowed eyes. "Well, I'm enjoying myself too."
"Seems like we're both having fun."
Every time Netero made a move, he had to bring his hands together, so if he missed, he had to reset the position.
The Ant King saw this and adjusted his stance in the shortest time after each attack, transforming danger into safety and quickly countering to reduce Netero's time to strike.
If he wasn't careful, Netero's limbs could be torn apart before he could even join his palms.
At that point, the winner of the battle would be decided.
Netero also realized that he had to continuously execute the most precise hand strikes, making the battle a test of endurance!
"When there are no moves left, that's when you'll lose..."
A dark smile slowly appeared on Netero's face.
"You're thinking that, right, Ant King?!!"
He couldn't help but recall the words the king had said before the battle started: "If you can, come take me down!!"
"I'm going to show you the true power of my 100-Type Guanyin Bodhisattva!!"
Boom!!
Netero's hundreds of attacks were like scratching the surface.
But they were making the Ant King feel more and more pain.
However, compared to his own injuries, the difference was clear!!
"I found it!!"
Amidst the continuous exchanges, the Ant King's eyes flashed, and he caught a tiny opening.
Then…
Puchi!!
Blood splattered, and one of Netero's legs was sent flying.
It was Netero's right leg.
In an instant, the Ant King had severed it.
After doing this, the Ant King stopped.
He didn't go for the follow-up attack but instead allowed Netero to stop the bleeding.
"Go stop the bleeding, or you'll die."
The Ant King said indifferently: "And while you're at it, admit defeat and say my name."
"From a human perspective, you've done well."
For the Ant King, the battle was already decided when he took Netero's limb.
However, from Netero's perspective, even though he was severely wounded and enduring excruciating pain, he refused to give up.
"I've long considered this battle..."
He slapped his severed thigh hard: "As the last fight of my life!!"
Netero's eyes widened, and with muscle tension, he forced the bleeding to stop.
He still hadn't fallen and stood on one leg with determination: "Who's going to die?!"
Netero's aura exploded again, increasing rather than weakening.
"It was just a fluke, don't get too cocky!!"
"Now, we're really going to see who's stronger!!"
Even the Ant King couldn't help but admire the human warrior in front of him.
"Even with one leg gone, the aura you release doesn't weaken in the slightest..."
The Ant King spoke slowly: "But you were wrong when you said taking your leg was a fluke."
"Your defense wasn't bad, but it wasn't good enough."
He recalled the moment when he played Gungi with Komugi.
"After playing numerous times against someone like Komugi, I had already developed a kind of foresight, like a premonition."
"The moves you subconsciously reject led me to find a clear path in what should have been a myriad of choices."
The Ant King stretched out his arm and pointed at Netero.
"Next, I'm taking your left arm."
His tone and eyes were extremely serious.
After these words, the battle resumed with a new round of offense and defense.
Netero's eyes remained as firm as ever.
But now, they were even more resolute.