Chapter 463: How’s Your Luck?

Chapter 463: How's Your Luck?

Netero was now almost certain that Haru was a Nen, otherwise, this strange weapon would not be so strange!

To be able to devour mind, without knowing, was simply the nemesis of every Nen!

But fortunately, it was not unsolvable.

Even if this strange sword could extend out more than ten meters and launch a long-range attack, the price was that the flexibility of control was greatly reduced and it was easy to dodge.

And if it did not extend out, as a close combat weapon, it would not be easy to fully release the devouring effect.

No enemy would stand there stupidly and take a beating!

Netero, who had seen through Samehada weakness after only one loss, had a calm expression and punched back at Samehada that was still eating on his body.

At the same time, Guanyin Bodhisattva, who was behind him, also withdrew his two arms because he had been distracted by his injuries.

To be honest, it was really uncomfortable to be hit directly by Netero's 100 Type Guanyin Bodhisattva!

Even though Haru had already used all his strength to defend, at this moment, his blood was still surging and his muscles were tense.

But the moment the 100 Type Guanyin Bodhisattva withdrew his hand, Haru forcibly suppressed the surging blood and qi in his body and burst out with an extremely fast speed.

Just like how Netero saw through the attack style and weakness of his Samehada, he also perceived the weakness of the 100 Type Guanyin Bodhisattva!

It was that every time before the attack began, one had to put up a stance before the attack, and after each attack, one had to make a palm strike and then shake!

There was no perfect Nen ability!

If one wanted to gain something, they would have to pay something!

The power of the 100 Type Guanyin Bodhisattva of Netero was extremely strong, and it felt like one could defeat ten people with one strength, and it was like killing a child with a random punch.

But to an opponent of the same level, shaking and attacking too obviously was the biggest flaw of this move!

Therefore, when he used Sahemada, Haru had been preparing for this moment.

The Calamity, judgment!

Slow!

Success!

As the founder of the 100 Type Guanyin Bodhisattva, how could Netero not know the flaws of this move? But he still relied on this move to become the strongest hunter, and the opponents who wanted to seize this flaw to counterattack in the past all became defeated by him.

"Come on!"

Previously, when he was affected by the slowness, he instinctively regarded it as a special ability attached to the knife.

Anyone would think so!

However, when these thoughts that were filled with an ominous aura exploded in an instant, a hint of understanding flashed in Netero's eyes. He knew a part of the truth about Akatsuki.

At least this ability did not belong to the strange knife, but another ability of the other party.

This meant that the other party might not only be an instantiated Nen, but also have the aptitude of a special type!

As everyone knew, special type Nen abilities usually had some incredible effects.

Under the premise of not understanding the function of the ability, activating the conditions, and restriction, once one was hit, the consequences would often be terrible.

Netero, who had been caught in a misconception of thinking, was now in this situation.

However, Netero did not sit still and wait for death!

Almost at the moment when the ominous thoughts exploded from his body, he took out his stance and made a final gamble.

The nNinety-Ninth Hand of the 100 Type Guanyin Bodhisattva!

In the midst of chaos, all the arms of the golden Guanyin Bodhisattva statue behind Netero began to dance.

He struck out, withdrew, struck out again, and then retracted.

Each palm strike carried with it a thunderous force, and hundreds of palms struck out every second!

The location where Haru was was almost instantly drowned by the golden light.

The house trembled and the earth quaked!

The huge manor and castle could not withstand this terrible attack in the end. With a boom, it collapsed!

Countless rocks fell down and were shattered by the 100 Type Guanyin Bodhisattva. It could not be shaken at all.

But the others were undoubtedly unlucky!

Either he was buried alive, or he ran out to be eliminated, how should he choose?

Hisoka Morow relied on his extremely sensitive skills and his love to extend and retract freely. He dodged through all kinds of strange movements that violated common sense of physics, looking like he was prepared to stay.

Idle was much simpler and more crude. His hands were as sharp as blades, whether it was falling stones or other random things, all of them were crushed!

Even Hanzo, who had almost collapsed before, showed an extremely terrifying strength at this moment and was persisting.