How did he figure it out?
It wasn't through observing the flow of Nen. It was purely prediction.
As for the basis of that prediction—there was nothing particularly special about it.
From the very beginning, Yamen had been recklessly aggressive, going all-in to close the distance as quickly as possible. He was even willing to manipulate his aura to forcefully disperse the incoming Tiger Bite Fist Nen sphere in front of him.
Yet, the moment his initial charge was interrupted, he suddenly turned around, attempting to punch the second Tiger Bite Fist Nen sphere that had rebounded from behind.
When vision is obstructed, most combat-oriented Nen users instinctively prioritize neutralizing threats within their field of view first.
For most fighters, this isn't a bad decision.
But for a Reinforcement-type user like Yamen, this kind of predictable reaction was simply too easy to read.
Moro wasn't about to explain all of this on the spot. Even though this was a friendly match, breaking it down mid-battle would be downright stupid.
Unless—explaining it would somehow provide him with an advantage later in the fight…
At other times, Moro wouldn't mind talking.
But right now, his main goal was to test the results of his training using Yamen as a benchmark. That meant technique application took priority over strategy.
And based on the current results, his training had already exceeded expectations.
Especially that last attack, where he had scored two points.
If it had been the old him, when using Limb Curve to maneuver behind Yamen, he would have needed to divert a significant portion of his Nen to support the technique, making it difficult to channel enough power into his attack.
Back then, even if he had created an opening, he wouldn't have been able to land a decisive hit.
But now—
"My approach was correct."
Moro's gaze swept over Yamen's blood-stained mouth, his thoughts calm and collected.
The referee raised both hands, signaling the fight was about to resume.
Since this wasn't a deathmatch, falling out of the ring required a pause to confirm whether the fighter could continue—adding a turn-based feel to the battle.
Yamen felt a brief wave of disappointment when Moro ignored his question, but he quickly regained his fighting focus.
"I was overthinking. As long as I focus on defense, I can steadily push forward and keep the fight within close-combat range."
Regaining his composure, Yamen stomped down, shattering the stone floor beneath his feet, launching himself forward like an arrow straight at Moro.
Against this renewed assault, Moro repeated his earlier strategy—using Antelope Step to retreat and create space for another Tiger Bite True Fist attack.
Yamen's gaze sharpened, tracking Moro's every movement.
Seeing Moro assume his Tiger Bite Fist stance once more, Yamen's eyes flashed as he let out a short cry, raising his right palm and forcefully thrusting it forward.
In an instant, a mass of Nen erupted from Yamen's palm, surging toward Moro.
"Hmm?"
Moro's expression tensed—he had no choice but to release his own Tiger Bite Fist Nen sphere.
The two spheres collided in midair, exploding upon impact, sending a shockwave across the arena.
Yamen pierced through the turbulence like an arrow, finally closing in on Moro.
Straight punch!
Yamen launched a direct punch aimed squarely at Moro's chest.
This was pure speed and power—the essence of a Reinforcement-type fighter.
With little time to react, Moro crossed his arms, focusing all his Nen into his defense.
BAM!
The tremendous force pounded against Moro's crossed arms, sending a violent shockwave through the arena.
Moro was sent skidding backward, his feet digging into the ground as he retreated seven or eight meters before stopping.
"Valid attack! One point for Yamen!"
The referee quickly assessed Moro's trembling arms and, based on his personal judgment, awarded Yamen a point.
But to the spectators, this seemed unfair—since Moro had clearly blocked the hit. A wave of boos erupted toward the referee.
Moro ignored both the referee and the audience, keeping his sharp gaze locked on Yamen.
Yes… The "Mountain Stance" of Shingen-ryu…
It made sense why Yamen's Emission-type development was so advanced.
Was he planning to save it for a critical moment?
Did he change his mind and use it early in the second round instead?
Thankfully, Moro had barely managed to block it.
His arms were slightly numb, but it wouldn't affect the fight.
This was only possible because of his recent training in physical endurance.
Moro once again took his Tiger Bite True Fist stance, unconcerned about why Yamen hadn't followed up with another attack.
Yamen lowered his arms, his heart pounding with excitement.
Moro's reaction speed is insane, and his split-second decision-making is perfect…
But I can still win!
Raw power and refined technique can shatter his battlefield control!
A glint of exhilaration flashed in Yamen's eyes.
For someone who had always relied on observing fights to improve, this was his first time feeling the rush of battle firsthand.
BOOM!
Yamen smashed the ground beneath his feet, charging toward Moro with an overwhelming aura.
Fueled by his rising emotions, his Nen surged with even greater intensity.
Moro remained unshaken, his expression calm.
If Yamen was a raging tide, then Moro was the rock—unmoved by the waves.
"Tiger Bite True Fist!"
Without hesitation, Moro released another Tiger Bite Fist Nen sphere straight at Yamen.
But this time—
Instead of retreating, Moro followed closely behind the Nen sphere.
Yamen noticed this but chose not to counter with another Nen blast. Instead, he sidestepped, dodging the Tiger Bite Fist and rushing forward to engage Moro directly.
He was now fully embracing the strengths of a Reinforcement-type fighter.
Whether Moro canceled the Nen sphere or redirected it midair, Yamen ignored it completely.
His goal was simple: get close and attack!
Moro could read Yamen's intentions instantly.
Instead of redirecting his Nen, Moro used it to flip a stone slab into the air behind Yamen.
Then, using the unique power mechanics of Antelope Step, Moro leaped into the air—just as Yamen's devastating punch shot past beneath him.
"He made a mistake!"
Yamen's eyes lit up—Moro had jumped.
This was the perfect opening!
He twisted his waist, preparing to deliver a skyward punch.
But then—
He saw Moro flipping midair, landing atop the airborne stone slab.
In that instant, they seemed to exist in an inverted world.
One above.
One below.
Their eyes met—both warriors unleashed their full Nen potential.
In the blink of an eye, Moro outmaneuvered Yamen and delivered a decisive attack.
As Yamen crashed to the ground, Biscuit Krueger sighed from the stands.
"You've become Moro's test subject, Yamen."
Yamen's eyes widened. Moro really was incredible.
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