Hunter: I became stronger even after I died

Limited by the sense of urgency brought about by “time”——

For him who needs to kill Feitan in ten months, which one should he focus on?

Moro didn't have the luck of Killua, who was able to meet Yun Gu first, and then Bisji...

If you put this question in front of Bisiki, you should be able to get the answer immediately.

But Moro didn't have Bisgi, so he could only think of the answer on his own.

He was thinking, is it necessary to stop and practice in games below the 200th floor of the Sky Arena?

The answer is yes.

He is not short of money, so there is no need to strive to speed through 200 floors like Gon Killua.

What is even more lacking at present is experience and knowledge on the level of martial arts.

Compared with the 200-level and above games where the focus is on Nian ability, on the contrary, in the competition below 200 levels, you can encounter more skilled martial artists like the one just now.

original--

Moro came here for the telekinesis users in Sky Arena.

However, after witnessing a martial arts duel that was both superior and life-or-death, his thoughts changed.

Since his rebirth, everything he has to do is to point to the "death of Feitan".

So in the direction of becoming stronger, Feitan's combat power characteristics have to be taken into consideration.

So Moreau naturally thought——

How to deal with Feitan's quick attack is definitely the key to successfully killing Feitan.

Not to mention the accumulated combat experience, at least he must be able to see Feitan's sharp knife clearly.

Moreau relied on his own cognition to come up with a rough answer in his thinking.

Without the guidance of a famous teacher like Bisji, he didn't know whether the choice he made at this moment was correct.

What he can do is to unite knowledge and action. Now that he has identified the direction, he can no longer hesitate.

And these ring competitions in the Sky Arena...

It can help him make up for his weaknesses.

"Come again."

Morrow's thoughts returned to reality, and he turned to look at the woman with long ponytail who backed away with her palms covered.

After hearing Moreau's words, the ponytailed woman's eyebrows almost knitted together.

"you……"

She wanted to ask something, but felt it was inappropriate, so she closed her mouth, endured the surprise in her heart and the pain on her palm, and attacked Moreau again.

Still using methodical and dexterous steps, he moved to the blind spot of Moreau's vision while sprinting.

"He is hiding, that means..."

When she took action, the woman with long ponytail noticed Moro's dodge reaction, and her heart suddenly became certain.

She changed her moves, and the palm she slashed suddenly dropped, hitting Moreau on the shoulder.

Bang!

There was another muffled sound on the ring.

Immediately afterwards——

hiss!

The woman with the long ponytail felt as if the palm had struck an iron block, and she gasped again. She covered her hand with severe pain and retreated quickly as if she had been electrocuted.

So hard...

How could it be so hard?

Even hard qigong cannot reach this level, right?

A thin layer of cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the woman with long ponytail.

The first time she took action, she restrained her strength because of Moro's young age.

The second time he took action, he already recognized Moro's strength, so he didn't hold back.

But just because he didn't spare any effort, he suffered even more serious backlash.

Holding her red and swollen palms, the ponytail woman felt that her bones were broken, and her heart was filled with solemnity.

She looked at Morrow intently, only to see...

Are you meditating again? ? !

The ponytail woman's cheeks twitched.

And Moreau was thinking about the confrontation just now.

Although the ponytailed woman's sudden change of tactics was not anticipated, her mental energy was able to respond faster than her body.

It was just because I was too hasty that I failed to control the intensity of my thoughts.

So much so that the opponent suffers too much rebound damage.

This is definitely not what Moreau wants to see.

He could tell that the woman with long ponytail in front of him had martial arts skills.

Regardless of physical strength, the way he quickly circled behind him reminded him of Killua.

Therefore, Morrow wanted to experience the attack of the woman with the long ponytail as much as possible in the limited three minutes, and then hoped to learn something from it.

But it seemed like he really scared the other person just now.

Morrow quickly ended his thinking, looked at the woman with long ponytail who was already covered in cold sweat, and said earnestly: "Come again, I will pay attention this time, and I promise not to fight back."

"..."

The woman with the long ponytail couldn't help but remain silent, while she gritted her teeth hard.

There was probably a broken bone in one palm, which actually made her think about giving up.

But seeing Morrow's reaction, she was very unwilling.

beside.

Rao is a well-informed referee, so when he saw Moreau's performance at this time, he could not help but look strange.

Not to mention some of the contestants in the audience who are paying attention to this game.

"Obviously he was hit, but it was the woman who was injured..."

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"He was distracted and brooding on the stage... It's too arrogant."

"Dare to play the game like this, huh, that means he didn't meet me."

Some contestants in the audience were talking a lot.

There was only one handsome man who said nothing and stared at Moreau on the ring.

In the arena.

Moro looked at the woman with long ponytail eagerly. The latter gritted her teeth and did not want to lose the game in this way.

"drink!"

The woman with the long ponytail abandoned her footwork, adjusted her breathing, and tried her best to mobilize all her muscles, then stepped forward and rushed to Moro.

Straight punch!

She stepped into a horse stance and punched Moro's abdomen with a straight punch.

Moro lowered his eyes and caught the punch from the woman with the long ponytail with his eyesight.

Strength, speed, angle.

All the elements were integrated into this punch, giving people a very pleasing feeling.

This way of exerting force and punching path should have been adjusted and trained countless times.

But——

It was clear.

Sure enough, footwork is also very important...

If this punch was thrown with the assistance of footwork, I, who lacked experience in dealing with it, should still not be able to defend it.

In a flash, Moro felt that the length of his thinking was different from before, and he could think of many things in such a short moment.

Then——

Moro lowered his hand and placed his palm on the route that the woman with the long ponytail's fist must pass.

He even consciously controlled the intensity of the mind energy lingering on his palm.

Bang!

The ponytailed woman's fist hit Morro's palm hard, but it was as if she poured all her strength into cotton, without any feedback.

Morro did not move, and the ponytailed woman also froze in place like a statue.

"You..."

The soft blocking feeling like deep water from the fist made the ponytailed woman lose consciousness for a while.

She felt as if she had touched a realm that she could not understand.

Then she looked up at Morro blankly.

Fortunately, she no longer saw a thoughtful reaction, but the boy's spring breeze-like smile.

"Thank you."

Morro retracted his palm and thanked him sincerely.

I can learn a lot from this place.

At this moment, Morro was very sure.

The ponytailed woman opened her mouth, and finally dropped her arms helplessly.

"Referee... I give up."