Hunter × Hunter: The Seven Deadly Sins

Yilu fans could even vaguely see Bruce Lee's shadow from his attack.

"Ada~!"

Kliman attacked Illumi again, and he was no longer surprised that the opponent could recognize the style of boxing he used, after all, he had been recognized in several styles.

"Ha~!"

First, he kicked Yilumi's right knee, trying to break his lower body.

"boom!"

His kick hit Illumi's knee accurately, but Illumi's feet remained motionless.

"Your legs, are they made of stone?"

On the other hand, Kliman grinned his teeth in excruciating pain, as if he had kicked a rock.

"Is your martial arts just imitation?"

Illumi looked at Kerryman expressionlessly, and the expectation in his heart changed into disappointment along with Kerryman's constantly changing punching techniques.

"You should break my fist first!"

Gritting his teeth, Kleeman gave up the kick, and clawed his right hand towards his chin.

Illumi made a fist with his left hand, collided with Kliman's right paw with a "bang", and with a "click", his finger joints broke.

But Illumi didn't intend to let him go, stretched out his clenched left hand, and grabbed his right wrist with a "snap".

Kleeman endured the pain, and punched Illumi's chest with a straight fist with his left hand.

"Peng!"

But it was firmly caught by Illumi's right hand, clasping five fingers on his wrist, no matter how hard Kliman struggled, he couldn't get his palm out.

"Uh uh..."

"let me go!"

Kleeman had a grim expression on his face, he raised his left foot and right foot, and kicked the opponent with a "bang bang bang", but he remained indifferent.

Moreover, his left wrist was getting more and more painful. Illumi's strength was so strong that he couldn't believe it, and the severe pain made his eyes tear.

"What kind of monster-like power is this?"

"How could there be such a monster-like kid?"

Illumi was a little bored, no matter how the opponent kicked and beat his body, the expression on his face did not change at all.

Anyway, to him, this level of attack was just tickling, and it was nothing compared to Zi Po Nian's motionless fist of several tons.

The reason why Yilu Fan fought with him for so long was because he wanted to see his so-called martial arts, nothing more.

"Oh~!"

"Audience friends, the situation on the field seems to have undergone a shocking reversal!"

"Contestant Kliman's hands are controlled by Contestant Illumi and cannot be drawn out."

"No matter how Kliman kicks and hits the body of the Illumi player, the Illumi player doesn't make any effort..."

"No, it should be said that it is like an adult accepting the attack of a three-year-old child, and he endured it without changing his face."

"Ale, it doesn't seem appropriate to use this sentence here?"

The enthusiastic and passionate voice of the commentator rang out at the right time, expressing all the doubts in the hearts of the audience at this time.

"what happened?"

"Do you still want to fight?"

"Hey, you two, don't twist together, hurry up and fight!"

The people in the auditorium urged loudly, they wanted to watch the bloody fighting with fists to the flesh, not stand still on the field.

"It's disappointing. Is this the martial arts you have learned from practicing boxing since you were young and gathering the strengths of a hundred schools of thought?"

"It has been decades since I practiced martial arts since I was a child."

"After all, you have no talent at all."

There was a disappointed expression on Illumi's face, and Kliman clearly felt the contempt coming from Illumi's words, and he was furious for a moment.

"What do you know!?"

"You little brat who doesn't know martial arts at all!"

"A person like you is born with unparalleled talent."

"How can we understand that weak people like us want to pursue a strong heart!?"

Facing the scorn of Illumi,

Kleiman had a ferocious expression on his face, expressing his inner unwillingness with a roar.

Two lines of tears poured out of his eyes unconsciously.

"Why does martial arts have to rely on talent!?"

"Why are some people able to step on other people's heads when they are born!?"

Kliman's sudden roar made the entire arena quiet.

Even the lady commentator in the commentary booth stopped explaining the live form, and the audience also focused on watching Kleeman who was crying on the screen.

Illumi's face was expressionless, and Kleiman's heart roared, and he was speechless.

He is not a weak person, so he can't empathize with him from the perspective of a weak person, but he can fully understand Kerryman's feelings.

At this time, Kleiman's body was filled with pink smoke representing jealousy, light green smoke representing rage, and orange smoke representing unwillingness and grief.

"Forget it, that's enough."

Yilu Fan said softly, this match is almost over.

Illumi let go of Kliman's wrist with his right hand, and made a fist instantly, leaving only the second knuckle of his index finger protruding, and hit Kliman's eyebrows, chin, and jaw at a speed that was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

"Pumpampam!!!"

Three tremors sounded, almost overlapping into one sound. There were sunken fingerprints in three places on Kliman's face, and blood flowed horizontally.

And this move only took 0.01 seconds from use to finish.

"Print finger three consecutive."

Kleeman opened his mouth wide, unable to make any sound. The eyes are wide open, the eyeballs protrude, and the bloodshot spreads on the whites of the eyes.

Suddenly his eyeballs rolled up, his whole body went limp, and he lost consciousness.

"It's good night time, imitate uncle."

Illumi's left hand let go of Kliman's right wrist, and Kliman's body limply fell to the ground and stopped moving.

And the time of this battle was only two minutes and thirty-six seconds.

"Win... the victory and defeat have been divided!"

The referee ran over, saw his body lying limply on the ground, blood pouring out continuously, the unconscious Kliman quickly judged the match as the victory of Yilu Fan.

The Yilu fan was still the same as in the previous game, silently turning around and walking towards the bottom of the ring.

"Knot... it's over!!!"

The passionate voice of the commentator sounded again at this time, rekindling the atmosphere of the scene.

"The one who won the competition on the 90th floor is..."

"Illumi Beat the Enemy!!!"

"It took two minutes and thirty-six seconds, after a series of fierce battles."

"End the fight with a dramatic one-shot kill!"

"Illumi Beat the Enemy...the winner!!!"

The lights shone on the Yilu fans who were slowly walking towards the exit passage of the contestants. The audience in Arena A on the 90th floor cheered wildly. This battle made their blood boil.

Even the audience who lost money by betting couldn't help standing up and cheering, it was worth it to lose money for this wonderful battle.

"Hohohoho..."

Zi Po Nian and Wu Tong were sitting in the auditorium. Zi Po Nian looked at Yilu Fan who won the game effortlessly, and tears welled up in his eyes.

"Master Yilumi is still such a genius."

"I hate it, why can't the tear glands stop."

Zi Ponian wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his left hand, his face was full of moving smiles.

"That player named Kliman is really unlucky."

Wutong still had a cold expression on his face, he was not surprised by Yilumi's victory at all.

"If what he meets is not Master Illumi."

"With his strength, it is entirely possible to hit the 150th floor."

"Just relying on his freely changing fighting style, and his fighting strength based on Te-kaido."

"Maybe, even those guys on the 200th floor may not be able to kill him in seconds without reading."

"It's really unlucky to meet Master Yilumi on the 90th floor."

A white light flashed through the sycamore lens, and commented on Illumi's opponent Kliman.