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Chapter 67: Unknown Inspiration
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Yasuo was engulfed in darkness not allowing him to see anything even if he opened his eyes... Except he doesn't his eyes to see.
He can clearly see every movement in his domain, he can see the ninety-nine hands striking towards him as he prepared himself for the impact...
Netero manipulated the strikes to come from all directions in order to keep Yasuo in his place and not send him out of his range.
The blast of the impacts caused even the building to chill as the air pressure in the room continued to rise with each collision.
The arms seemed to hold out for the first thirty strikes until they didn't anymore as cracks started to spread all over them.
Noticing that, Netero focused some of the attacks on Yasuo's Nen construct.
By the time more than sixty strikes were delivered, the construct shattered like a broken mirror yet Netero didn't stop his barrage of attacks as he targeted the area where Yasuo was, shattering the metallic ground... only to notice no resistance at all.
He retracted all of the Guanyin hands noticing no sign of Yasuo at all until his senses picked something up.
He hurriedly turned around noticing Yasuo far away behind him as the latter started forming the same Nen construct again with an interesting change...
He formed the same three threads connected to his upper back in the shape of a triangle.
From the three threads countless small threads started branching out and twisting together forming the same construct, but with much more density as it looked like muscle tissues coiled together.
The Nen construct looked much leaner with three long arms on each side, its hair is also twisted together in a braid style with its hair's forefront having the same spearhead shape.
This is Yasuo's solution to increase the construct's power and defensive ability, eliminating that weakness to a certain extent.
Yasuo opened his eyes as a bright light appeared in them, a light signifying his sudden inspiration.
'Perhaps... I can break the rules... Much sooner than I thought I would... Perhaps if I make a limitation that would be considered insane in some cases.
I will even be able to deceive the rules, creating a loophole for me to exploit... But I might need quite a lot of time to visualize such limitation...'
Netero furrowed his eyebrows contemplating what has happened, 'Does he have a teleportation ability or something similar?
Just how many abilities did he create? or could it be... that he can mimic abilities just like Ging? If that's really the case then I'm dealing with is an unsurpassable entity...or is it? I guess it's for me to find out.'
A wide smile surfaced on his face as he looked at the sky behind the mountain in from of him.
Netero was about to retract the Guanyin Bodhisattva statue in order to close the distance since once he summons it, he can't move it from the summoning place unless he unsummoned it.
But he noticed Yasuo moving towards him with the massive dark construct following closely behind him.
Netero clasped his hands together and waited until Yasuo comes within his range and once the latter did, he performed a punching motion with the statue doing the same striking towards Yasuo.
Yasuo stopped seeing this even though his construct still had about two meters before being able to strike Netero since the latter's statue has arms that are a little bit longer than Yasuo's though that didn't seem to faze him as he controlled his construct to block the oncoming punch managing to do so quite easily.
"Let's see... I'll call the ability Vision!" As he said that, he controlled it attacking Netero with the latter already being prepared as he moved his hands locking them together with the Guanyin statue doing the same locking Netero inside.
The six arms of the Vision statue which didn't look long enough to reach Netero suddenly started extending under Yasuo's manipulation.
This is courtesy of the construct being mostly a transmutation construct connected to Yasuo through the three threads.
This allows him to manipulate the construct however he wants as long as his Aura is available and he can do so to an accurate degree basically changing the construct's shape to his desires.
As he controlled the arms to attack, they started twisting striking from all sides as if they have no bones.
Yasuo controlled them using Nen manipulation and his control domain allowing their speed to surpass Neteros by far, he used that momentum to increase the power of the attacks.
The collision resulted in the entire room shaking as all of the purple arms hit the golden hands protecting Netero at once.
There didn't seem to be any damage on them but that didn't faze Yasuo as he continued his barrage of attacks creating air blasts that started to spread across the room.
It was only after each Purple arm attacked more than 11 times that the sound of the first attack thundered through the room signifying just how much faster his attacks are than the speed of sound.
Yasuo stopped his offensive streak as cracks started appearing on the statue since his goal of cornering Netero was fulfilled.
The Guanyin Statue started dispelling itself as an unscathed Netero appeared.
Netero let out a sigh, "I lost... And I really got rusty huh... And you're just that weird."
He was looking at the two pitch-black daggers that are extremely close to his neck with a vile air surrounding them.
They're radiating a smell of death threatening to send him to the abyss of the dead if he made even the tiniest bit of movement.
Hearing that, Yasuo controlled the daggers back into their sheath on his belt declaring the end of the battle, a battle that took no more than ten minutes.
"Your teleportation ability is quite interesting, managing to teleport directly close to my neck ignoring the golden hands protecting me huh, or is it a combination with another ability?
Well, it matters not, I thought about using my trump card but seeing your teleportation ability, it's deemed to be useless considering that such abilities are its weakness,"
Netero seemed to be deep in thought as if talking to himself while picturing the previous sequence of events trying to come up with a way on how to win the fight.
Yasuo also dispelled the Vision construct and started walking towards Netero, "well, that was interesting, I learned a lot, thank you,"
That brought Netero out of his contemplating as the energetic and playful tone came back to him, "Hoho... No, thank you, this is one of the most challenging fights I've ever had so thank you!"
"In fact, even though your offensive abilities aren't the most destructive I've faced, second only to your Great-Great-Grandfather but, Overall you're a much more dangerous opponent,"
They started going back towards the elevator after Netero picked up his kimono and its strangely still intact.
A gleam of light appeared deep in Yasuo's eyes hearing that, "About him, I asked him a few times about his unofficial trip to the dark continent but he never gave me any accurate answer and avoid giving me any direct answer.
So since you were with him, you should know what has transpired there, and why does he call himself Maha even though according to what I found, his real name is Zigg,"
Netero narrowed his eyes as a flash of gloominess enveloped his face for a split second before a playful expression surfaced on his face.
"The procedure for making you a 3-star hunter will take a few days so we'll have a lot of time to talk about it and possibly have a few more spars from time to time?"
While saying that, Netero authorized the elevator then selected the highest floor of the building.
Yasuo's face couldn't help but twitch seeing Netero's shamelessness, he just let out a small sigh saying.
"I was planning on staying here until I finish my ability anyway, and sparring with you from time to time may make the process quicker so why not. So just tell me about what I want to know now, I am quite curious"
A wide smile surfaced on his face, "Hahahahah, that's what I wanted to hear. I wanted to ask if you want to become the vice-chairman but it's unlikely for you to accept considering where your interest lies... And you're stronger than me so there is that..."
Yasuo nodded with an unreadable expression on his face, "You're right, I have no interest in such a position,"
They headed towards the guest room at the highest stage where Netero ordered through the phone for drinks to be delivered to him. Coffee for Yasuo, and Tea for him, they took a seat with Yasuo listening attentively to what Netero has to say...