Full-time Hunter: Decompose and become stronger

Hisoka's eyes narrowed slightly.

"What do you mean?"

Wren said: "I am very satisfied with the dark sonata you found for me, so I can give you two choices, the first one, I will go all out, and the second, I will have a good time with you." "

"What do you mean by that that you won me?"

Siso's attitude towards Rennes is not very happy.

"Pretty much. "

"I don't think so. Hisoka's momentum began to surge, and he said, "Use your full strength, otherwise, I won't have to compete with you at all." "

"As you wish. "

The referee stands in the middle, waving the flag.

"Let's go!"

Wren controlled his qi and wrapped it around the surface of his body.

"Wrapped!"

Immediately afterward, the momentum increased.

"Lian!"

A majestic momentum rushed straight up.

Ordinary people can't feel it, because Wren's thoughts are not directed at them, but Sisoka can feel it very clearly.

At this time, Hisoka felt that the Wren in front of him was no longer a human, but a mountain.

No, it's a sea.

And he is like a fish swimming in the sea.

Can only swim with the waves.

Strong.

Overbearing.

Unbeatable.

In an instant, countless thoughts appeared in Hisoka's mind.

For the first time, Hisoka felt fear.

Although, this fear, very exciting for Hisoka.

However, Hisoka knew that he could not be a match for Rennes.

Even Wren only needed a finger for Hisoka to feel that he was going to die.

Absolutely crushing.

Not a grade at all.

A deep sense of despair and unwillingness filled Hisoka's heart.

But, Hisoka, even if he moved, couldn't do it.

It really can't be done.

It's like Nobu, facing the Ant King.

It's like, a mouse in the food chain, met a cat.

Innate repression.

Time in the ring, as if standing still here.

The audience outside didn't understand it.

"Fight!"

"Why don't you do it yet?"

"Is it really a match-fixing?"

"Two liars, drama spirits!"

But those who are able to read, whether sitting in the audience or looking into the ring through a television screen, know exactly how much pressure Hisoka is facing.

Wren took a step forward.

"Poof!"

Hisoka's legs went limp, and he fell to his knees.

Bones, creaking.

It's Hisoka resisting.

However, Wren went one step further.

Hisoka's whole body was lying on the ground.

No matter how hard you try, you can't get even the slightest distance from the ground.

"That's all I do. "

Hisoka finally stopped insisting.

"I throw in the towel. "

Wren retracted his momentum.

Hisoka breathed a sigh of relief and quickly jumped up from the ground.

"What is this, what ability?"

Hisoka stared at Wren deadly.

Wren said: "It's just a simple entanglement and refining. "

"What really determines the strength of a person with mental ability, fundamentally, is the amount of qi, and I am countless times stronger than you in terms of the quality and quantity of qi, so just need this, you can. "

"Skill, stratagem, in the face of absolute strength, is useless. "

"It's not that they're not important, it's just that there's no need to overdo it and forget the fundamentals. "

Hisoka looked at Wren with a complicated look in his eyes.

"I want to get another chance to challenge you in the future. "

"Yes, the conditions are the same as this time, a score of a dark sonata. "

"Good. "

"That's right. Wren remembered the Killua he met yesterday and asked, "Siso, you and Il Mi are friends, right?"

Hisoka hesitated.

"Yes. "

"Yesterday I met a man, Killua, the younger brother of Ilfan, who was training here, and he wanted to ask me to coach him, but I didn't have time, so I refused. "

"If you have time, you can go and check it out. "

Hisoka nodded.

"Nothing else, goodbye. "

Wren left the Sky Arena.

After that, with the dark sonata, we returned to the port of Audley.

Near here, I found a remote warehouse, and continued to use the Dark Sonata, little by little, slowly improving the progress of my telekinesis.

Hisoka finds Killua.

"You're Killuua?"

"Huh?"

"I'm Hisoka, Wren and I said, do you need guidance?"

Killua gave Hisoka a serious look.

"Are you a friend of Ilfan?"

"Sort of. "

Killua nodded and said, "Yes, I need guidance." "

After a pause, Killua said: "Yesterday, I watched your competition, why did you suddenly take the initiative to kneel down and admit defeat?"

"What does it mean to take the initiative to kneel down and admit defeat?"

Hisoka's face was a little unpleasant.

"I just had to throw in the towel, because I couldn't even make a move. "

"Why?" Killua asked curiously, "I saw that Wren didn't move, just took a step forward. "

Hisoka waved his hand, not wanting to continue the conversation.

"It's not something you should understand now, you just need to know that guy is a pervert, and when you get to this level, you'll understand. "

"What do you need to train, say quickly, I don't have much time. "

When Killua heard this, he immediately stopped asking, although he was really curious.

Obviously, Wren didn't make any attacks, and Hisoka lost.

This is beyond the scope of Killua's current cognition.

"Captain, clean up. "

"Cleaned up?"

"Yes. "

Kurolo nodded with satisfaction and said, "Very good, pack up and get ready to leave." "

And not long after the Phantom Brigade left.

A figure appeared in the valley.

It's a teenager.

Twelve or thirteen years of age.

As far as the eye could see, the entire village was destroyed.

The corpses were neatly lined up on the road.

The unifying feature is that all eyes are gouged out.

"Who is it?"

A wave of anger rushed to the top of the boy's head.

The boy's eyes, in anger, turned red.

It took a long time for the boy to calm down.

Dig a pit above the ground, throw the corpses of the clansmen into the pit, bury them, and no monument is erected.

"Father, Mother!"

"Everyone!"

"I will definitely help you get revenge, find the murderers, and kill them all. "

"Watering your graveyard with their blood. "

"And the fiery red eye, I absolutely will, get them all back. "

The boy walked out of the valley.

An ominous aura enveloped the boy's head.

I don't know how long I walked, but the boy finally came to the city.

An alley.

Teenager at this end.

On the other end was a tall young man.

The two of them, looking at each other.

Come across.

If Wren were here, he would definitely sigh, and this might be a fateful encounter.