Hunter: I'm really not a necromancer

Chapter 184 Moyu Vs Nitro

Chapter 184 Moyo Vs Nitro

I ate eleven plates of thin-crust pizza, fifteen double-decker burgers, ten fried chicken legs, six French fries, four grilled chickens...

Only then did Moyu fill his stomach.

For some unknown reason, since he entered the threshold of Nian, as his level of Nian increased, his appetite became more and more exaggerated.

After a meal, you always have to eat so much to feel full.

If you only eat desserts, you don't need to eat as much as you do now, but in fact you still have to eat a lot.

After eating and drinking, the three of them left the restaurant.

"See you next time."

Sambika got into a taxi and waved to Moyu through the car window.

Moyu smiled back and watched the taxi drive away.

Fiona stood next to Moyu, also silently watching the taxi driving away.

It wasn't until the taxi merged into the traffic that he slowly withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Moyu beside him, with a hesitant look on his face.

"What's wrong?"

Moyo looked at Fiona who looked hesitant.

Fiona paused and asked, "Can we leave each other's communication numbers?"

"Of course, I thought it was something."

Moyu was slightly startled, then smiled.

For him, it is a good thing to get to know a highly capable professional hunter.

Soon, Moyu and Fiona exchanged communication numbers and parted in front of the restaurant.

On the way back to the hotel, Moyo chose to walk instead of taking transportation.

Let Pjorn stay in the hotel room longer.

This is why Moyo chooses to walk.

Walking on the street, Moyu glanced at the noisy street scene around him, and then slowly walked into the crowd.

More than an hour later.

Moyu returned to the door of the hotel where he was staying.

"How about we go shopping again?"

Looking up at the towering hotel, Moyu thought that he would be pestered by Pyorn again when he went back to the room, so it would be better to continue wandering outside for a while.

Thinking of this, Moyu turned around and left and went to a museum ten kilometers away.

After wandering aimlessly in the museum for about thirty or forty minutes, Moyu received a text message from the bean-faced man.

"Mr. Moyu, President Nitro invites you to meet at the 'Xinyuan Martial Arts School'."

Seeing this text message, Moyu perked up.

"I'm finally free."

Moyu put away his phone, his eyes showing excitement.

Although I can foresee the scenario where I am instantly killed by Nitro.

But Moyo sees this as a rare challenge.

He doesn't care about winning or losing at all, he only cares about what he can get from this challenge.

Moyo hailed a taxi.

After getting in the car, Moyu closed his eyes and fell asleep, discarding all kinds of distracting thoughts, and kept sketching in his mind the scene of Nitro using the Hundred Styles of Guanyin in the Meditation Space, trying to find even a little bit of movement habits from it.

Half an hour later.

The taxi arrived at Xinyuan Martial Arts Hall.

Moyu got out of the car and strode into the martial arts gym.

Bi Siji had brought him to this martial arts gym before.

When I walked into the front hall of the martial arts hall, I saw no one. It seemed that the place had been cleared out early as before.

Moyu didn't think much and arrived at the training ground in the martial arts gym with ease.

In addition to Nitro, there were three other people in the huge venue, namely Doumian, Chido, and Fiona.

Moyu walked into the venue and was not surprised to see Doumian and Chiduo.

The bean-faced man is Nitro's personal secretary, so it's not unusual for him to come over for a visit on such an occasion.

Chiduo was probably worried that he would be injured, so he acted as an emergency response doctor and stood aside.

But Moyu didn't expect that Fiona, who had just been separated for two or three hours, was also there.

This woman, who is slightly old-fashioned in her words and deeds, is a student of Shingen-ryu just like Bisiki. Is she a direct disciple of Nitro?

Moyu glanced at Fiona who was standing on the sidelines, and then looked at the field.

Nitro was already in place, standing tall and tall at the center of the field.

"Here he comes."

Nitro looked at Moyu with a smile and raised his hand to signal Moyu to come directly.

On the edge of the field.

The bean-faced man, Chiduo, and Fiona had different expressions, and they all looked at Moyou who had just entered the venue.

"Why make such a request..."

Chiduo frowned and looked at Moyou, unable to hide the worry in her heart.

Moyu noticed Chido's undisguised worried gaze, but he pretended not to notice and walked straight towards Nitro.

For having contributed so much to the "Numa Man Incident", he should have been able to receive generous rewards from the Hunter Association.

In the end, he only asked Nitro for a fight.

Such a thing is unbelievable to outsiders.

But Moyu will not care about these gains and losses.

If he could learn some important lessons from this beating, Moyu would definitely feel it was worth the price of admission.

After arriving and standing ten meters in front of Nitro, Moyu took off his jacket and top, and with some skill, threw them into Chido's hands outside the court.

"I think this competition... probably doesn't need a referee or anything, but it's best to start with a countdown."

Moyu stretched his limbs slightly and made a trivial request.

Nitro stroked his beard and nodded: "These are all trivial matters. Do you have any other requirements?"

"if possible……"

Moyu straightened his arms, looked directly into Nitro's eyes, and said with a smile: "Please be sure not to hold back your hands, and directly use your 'psychic ability' to fight. It doesn't matter even if you knock me down with just one encounter."

Using words to ask Nitro to give his best in this competition, considering the strength gap between the two sides, is like asking a gangster to shoot himself in the forehead.

But Moyo knew that Nitro would control the situation carefully.

"Oh..."

Nitro looked deeply at Moyu.

I don’t know when it started…

In battle, I am used to waiting for the enemy to attack first.

Now after hearing Moyu's request, Nitro felt a strange feeling in his heart.

Little guy...

Then do as you wish.

Nitro responded with a smile.

"no problem."

"Well, then I have no other questions, let's get started."

Moyu ended the stretching exercise, released his telekinesis to cover his whole body, and looked at Nitro attentively.

Upon hearing this, Nitro glanced at the bean-faced man outside the venue.

The bean-faced man heard the conversation between Moyu and Nitro, and noticed Nitro's eyes. Naturally, he understood it, walked quickly into the venue, and took over the task of counting down the seconds.

"5,4..."

The bean-faced man counted the seconds in a calm tone.

Chiduo and Fiona, who were not far away, both looked at the field slightly nervously.

Just for his age group, Moyu is extremely outstanding in terms of both strength and combat intelligence.

But no matter how outstanding Moyu is for his age group, the person he has to face now is Nitro, who is known as the world's strongest telepathic person.

This is simply an absolute crushing battle.

"3,2..."

The bean-faced man continues to count down the seconds.

Chido slowly opened her eyes wide, stared at the situation in the field, and prayed in her heart: President Nitro, don't overdo it...

Fiona was also watching the situation attentively.

She was curious about Moyo's motive for making such a request to Nitro.

From her point of view, she thinks this competition with great disparity in strength is meaningless.

Nitro, who will definitely crush his opponent in the competition, will not get any feeling related to heartiness from this competition.

Moyu, who will inevitably be crushed by his opponent in the competition, will not gain any experience or feelings from this competition.

This battle will inevitably end in an instant.

Fiona, who has a deep understanding of Nitro's strength, is so sure in her heart.

"1, start!"

The bean-faced man finally ended the countdown.

All of a sudden——

Nitro complied with Moyu's request. He seemingly closed his hands slowly, but quickly imitated the Hundred-Style Guanyin behind him.

The moment Baishi Guanyin appeared, he had already taken action.

One palm!

In the glowing golden light, the right arm of Baishi Guanyin suddenly waved out.

The generous palm turned into a golden light, from top to bottom, and struck Moyu head-on with the palm raised.

"..."

But before the golden light emerged, Moyu stepped forward without hesitation, and his body shot forward like an arrow.

Throughout the entire movement, he kept looking straight at Nitro, as if he didn't see the Hundred-Sided Guanyin or the generous palm that fell from above.

then--

The first palm of Baishi Guanyin hit the ground behind Moyu.

There was a loud bang!

A large diamond-shaped pit was carved out of the specially made floor of the venue.

The first palm of Baishi Guanyin failed in this way.

Off the field.

The changes in the battle in a short moment fell into the eyes of the bean-faced man, and the only feeling was...

Luck?

He believed that Moyo was a newborn calf and was not afraid of tigers, so he chose to take the initiative at the beginning of the battle and rushed straight towards President Nitro.

It was also because of this decision that President Nitro's first palm strike, which was too fast to be caught by the naked eye, was in vain.

This is the feeling of a bean-faced person.

But Chiduo and Fiona didn't think so.

Prejudgment?

Or do you know it well?

They could see that Moyu was convinced of how the first palm of Baishi Guanyin would come.

That's why at the moment the battle begins, he doesn't hesitate to gather "qi" in his lower body to increase his explosive power.

He is so confident that he does not focus his attention on Baishi Guanyin.

If this is a prediction.

Then, the result of guessing wrong is to turn into meat in an instant.

Chiduo and Fiona were still frightened and stared at the battle in the field.

They realize...

This contest with great disparity in strength is no small matter.

The two people on the field were both serious and serious about this contest.

"Hoo ho..."

Nitro looked at Moyu, who was rushing straight towards him, and felt a strange feeling in his heart.

The authorities are confused and the onlookers know clearly that this statement is not absolute.

As the one taking control, Nitro clearly felt...

The young man in front of me seems to be very familiar with the first palm of Baishi Guanyin.

"Have I ever shown it to you before..."

"Oh, it's in that mind space."

"Funny little guy."

In the compressed time gap, Nitro's thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning.

Being able to think in an urgent and dangerous battle is an essential ability for someone to become the ultimate martial artist.

Instant burst of thinking.

That's it.

And masters like Nitro will sublimate this explosive power of instant thinking to another level——

Listen to Heart Drop Quan!

A strong person in such a realm will have a sense of contradictory concept of time in the lightning-fast battle.

It was clearly as fast as thunder, but also so slow that it seemed like days passed by like years.

Therefore, in this gap of time, you can "hear" some information that will only be revealed in battle from various factors such as the opponent's body movements, eyes, and flow of thoughts.

After just one palm strike, Nitro sensed some information from every movement of Moyo.

He judged that Moyu must have watched his Hundred-Style Guanyin in the Nian Space, and carefully memorized the order, palm posture, and angle of the Hundred-Style Guanyin.

Then use this as a basis to find a breakthrough.

Did you accept the fact of defeat from the beginning, but never give up the idea of "victory"?

Even if this possibility is just a drop in the ocean...

That’s what you think, little one!

Now--

It's still too early.

I will look forward to your "future"!

One Hundred Styles of Guanyin·One Palm!

With a very satisfied mood, Nitro unconventionally struck out the first palm of the Hundred Style Guanyin again.

You thought the next one would be Bai Shi Guanyin·Two Palms.

Then you will be surprised to be struck to the ground by Baiguanyin Guanyin with one palm.

This is what Nitro is thinking at this moment.

There is a bit of teasing, but this unconventional move is indeed an adjustment and response made by "listening" to the opponent's thoughts.

Golden light flashes——

It was still a slap in the face that was extremely fast.

Facing the slap from Baishi Guanyin in the distance called "Forbidden Zone"...

Even if the concept of compressing time is crazy, one can only capture the afterimage produced when waving the palm with consciousness alone.

This is an absolutely unavoidable attack!

Moyu, who was within the restricted area, was facing an unavoidable sense of oppression, as if the sky was collapsing and blocking out the sun.

The air around him seemed to be pulled away at this moment, and the movements of his body began to become heavy and stagnant.

The sudden feeling of suffocation spread throughout the body in a conceptual way.

Or maybe he unconsciously forgot to breathe because of the indescribable sense of oppression.

But one thing is certain.

time--

Slowed down.

Moyu's eyes were no longer focused on Nitro at this moment.

In other words, after avoiding the first palm of Baishi Guanyin, his sight space was allocated to Baishi Guanyin.

I thought Nitro would play Hundred Styles of Guanyin·Two Palms next.

But he didn't expect that it was still the Hundred-Style Guanyin·One Palm that he was familiar with.

Even though time slowed down, there was no time left to think about why Nitro didn't follow up with the smoother second palm, but chose to repeat the first palm.

This is your chance!

Moyu, who is very familiar with the Hundred-Style Guanyin and One Palm, had already concluded "Ah, it's going to hit the first palm" the moment the Hundred-Style Guanyin made a move.

This gave Moyo more preparation time.

"Soul Echo"

The shadow copy stood out in front of Moyu.

The final distance...

This is the only way to make up for it!

Moyu suddenly punched the shadow clone that revealed its figure.

The shadow clone took on an upright posture like a javelin thrust diagonally into the ground, and the feet together were exactly where Moyu's fist struck.

Bang!

The fists struck hard on the shadow clone's feet, creating white air waves at the point of contact.

The sudden force caused Moyo to jump back, while the shadow clone shot towards Nitro like a javelin.

The palm strike of Baishi Guanyin falls!

Moyu jumped back, but was still inevitably rubbed.

The unparalleled power sent him flying directly to the wall at the edge of the venue.

at the same time.

The shadow clone that shot out like a javelin also came in front of Nitro. When it took action, it did not choose to punch, but chose to form a palm together and stab Nitro's neck.

Just because the attack distance of the palm sting is longer...

This is all the preparations completed after a lot of thought.

Nitro was surprised to find that he had greatly underestimated the boy's familiarity with the Hundred Styles of Guanyin and One Palm.

Is it just "remembering"?

No.

That must be the result of "visualizing" countless times.

Little guy...

How many times have you deduced the Hundred Styles of Guanyin and One Palm in your imagination?

This moment.

Nitro actually felt regretful.

This competition——

It's too early!

With slightly complicated emotions, Nitro watched silently as the thorns on his palm vibrated and separated his beard, like a river that had been forcibly cut open.

And that palm stabbed into his own neck as if it were in an uninhabited place.

Immediately afterwards...

Before the force was formed, the shadow clone suddenly disappeared like a bubble.

Because Moyu lost consciousness, he could no longer maintain the existence of the shadow clone.

If I persist for another 0.1 seconds...

Maybe it’s not as simple as a quick glance.

But there is no if.

Nitro's beard fluttered like catkins and closed together again.

Off the field.

The bean-faced man looked confused.

Chiduo and Fiona looked shocked. A ray of cold air started from their backs and spread everywhere in an instant.

They were shocked by such developments and results.

it turns out……

Made it this far!

If you haven't seen it with your own eyes.

They would never have imagined that this battle, which lasted less than three seconds, would end in this way.

"Moyo...can you see President Netero's attack clearly?"

In their thoughts that seemed to be at a standstill, Chiduo and Fiona could only conclude this way.

Otherwise, there is no way to explain why Moyu was able to escape from the possibility that was just a drop in the ocean, pass through the pressure of Bai Shi Guanyin without retreating, and finally shorten the distance to launch a counterattack against President Nitro.

And he did.

In the end, he used his shadow clone to send a palm stab to Nitro's neck.

Even though it was just a blow like a dragonfly, it was enough to shock Chiduo and Fiona.

"Moyo!"

Chiduo reacted and rushed to the edge of the venue.

President Netero’s attack is no joke!

At this moment, Chiduo was very worried about Moyu's condition.

Center of the venue.

Nitro knew very well that Moyo was fine.

It's just a little serious injury, nothing serious.

Nitro's view is very optimistic.

He looked at the smoke and dust filling the edge of the venue, and the regret in his eyes slowly faded like a tide.