Chapter 387 Victory and Trouble

Zhou Ming looked at Hisoka who was talking about his next attack method, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Zhou Ming had already judged a lot from the brief fight just now.

In terms of strength, the opponent is not as good as me, not to mention defense. The only thing is that the opponent's speed is a little unexpected.

"His movement speed should be only slightly faster than mine, but with the combination of God's free love, the speed is on a whole new level. I must find an opportunity to give him a ruthless blow. Otherwise, if I let him run away, it will only arouse my desire to entangle with him next time." Zhou Ming thought coldly in his heart.

It was precisely because of this judgment that Zhou Ming chose to stand where he was and put on a proud attitude.

Given Hisoka's personality, he would most likely not run away in this posture.

Hisoka rushed up again, in the same position and with the same attack method as before.

"Snapped!"

Zhou Ming grabbed Hisoka's right wrist with one hand, and his fingers were sunk into it with such strong force.

With almost no hesitation, Zhou Ming activated his own ability.

The stretchable love on Hisoka's back was also tense. According to his plan, the thoughts on his back were connected to the big tree behind Zhou Ming, which he had laid down when he was turning around just now.

The ability of flexible love has been used once, and Zhou Ming must have been alert. It may not work on him again.

So Hisoka used it on himself, ready to attack instantly when Zhou Ming successfully grabbed his wrist.

Judging from the battle just now, Zhou Ming, in addition to his ability to transform his subordinates, should have a strong physique.

The ability to transform subordinates to that extent must require great precision, and it seems that it also requires the loyalty of subordinates.

This means there are two abilities, two abilities of such precision, which should be the limit, so Hisoka judged that the other party had no additional abilities.

The remaining means of attack were nothing more than fists and kicks, coming from the front or from below, but Hisoka chose the direction of above.

A powerful force, grabbing from behind, directly turning around and flying into the air, multiple attacks from the front or below.

The power and speed of love are so flexible that one can take off very quickly and avoid danger completely.

Then use the other hand to attack Zhou Ming's neck or head from top to bottom, the price to pay is nothing more than the possibility of a broken hand.

And that’s just a possible cost.

But this expectation did not actually happen because a completely unexpected and terrible situation occurred.

Hisoka felt that his own mental energy was being madly absorbed by Zhou Ming's hand holding him, and the invisible circle spread out, covering an area of ​​50 meters.

At this moment, Hisoka felt as if he had entered the mouth of a horrible creature, like a lamb to be slaughtered.

It was as if the pores in the body could not be controlled, and one's own energy and vitality were being sucked out.

Hisoka didn't hesitate at all, and instantly pulled out his right hand, and his body, which was half-air, flipped even more violently.

Zhou Ming's face changed slightly, and he clenched his right fist instantly and blasted it upwards.

"Crack!"

The donated blood splashed and fell to the ground.

Zhou Ming, who was at his original position, had already turned around and chased after him, but Hisoka's speed was too fast.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!" The sound of wind blew past his ears. Hisoka kept pointing forward with his right hand. His thoughts were connected and tightened in front of him, making himself accelerate continuously like a projectile shot out of a slingshot.

At this time, Hisoka's right wrist was covered in blood and a layer of skin had fallen off, and his left hand was even worse, as it was directly broken.

If it weren't for the love that could stretch and retract freely, welcoming the arm that had stuck to my body, I'm afraid this arm would have been lost.

A few minutes later, several schools escaped from the range of the mental energy, and the feeling of being swallowed disappeared immediately.

The love that could stretch and retract freely exploded with its original power, and its speed directly increased to a higher level, quickly moving away into the distance.

Zhou Ming stopped, retracted his mind, and looked down at his right hand, which had a bloody square silk scarf on it.

"A frivolous illusion? The deceptive nature of this texture is indeed hard to detect." Zhou Ming watched the frivolous illusion slowly disappear, leaving only a layer of human skin.

Zhou Ming just shook it off and looked into the distance.

This guy's combat thinking is truly outstanding. In a short period of time, he chose a very executive routine and left some room for his own battle.

The frivolous illusion, coupled with a layer of mental energy, allows him to break free and escape even if he is really caught. It is worthwhile to exchange such a crisis for an attack method.

On the other side, Hisoka also stopped in a safe place. With a pale face, he used his ability to give himself a simple bandage.

"A third ability? It should be the ability to devour mental energy and vitality. Does he have enough talent to construct an ability of this difficulty? Impossible!" Hisoka rejected this idea almost immediately.

He was pale and didn't think for long before his eyes fixed. Then he said with a strange smile, "I see. If this explains everything, there are indeed only two abilities, one is transformation and the other is loyalty. But the first one you should transform should be yourself."

The unusually powerful force, the hard body felt during the attack, and the special devouring energy.

It all makes sense.

"A distance of 25 meters,... a poisonous fruit with thorns!" Hisoka said this and left, giving up this goal for the time being.

The reason is very simple. The attack range of Hisoka's ability is ten meters. If the distance exceeds this, the retractable love will be broken.

……

Zhou Ming sat on the airship and looked at the scenery below.

At this time, crisp footsteps were heard, and an old man with a beard like a brush, white hair standing on his head, and wearing loose clothes walked over.

Netero, the president of the Hunter Association, was the strongest Nen user half a century ago.

"Oh my! Young people nowadays are so willful." Netero walked up to Zhou Ming and said with a smile.

Zhou Ming glanced at Netero, whose aura was as hard as stone. He turned his head and looked to the other side.

"Hey, hey, hey! At least respect the elderly! After all, I am the president of the Hunter Association. Maybe if I'm in a good mood, I will let you pass the test directly." Netero sat down opposite and said.

"Not interested in!"

"You are not here for the hunter qualification. Can you tell me what you are here for? Satisfy the old man's curiosity." Netero's voice suddenly changed.

Zhou Ming turned his head to look at Netero opposite him. The opponent's energy had changed, and a sense of danger came over him.

"Looking for talents without background." Zhou Ming deliberately emphasized the four words "without background".

Netero made a judgment almost instantly. This guy knew Xiaojie's background, and the other party thought he came here for this!
"It seems like you know a lot!" Netero said with a smile, "But what I want to know is not this, but why is your energy so distorted?"

"Hmm? ... He thought I had something to do with the Dark Continent." Zhou Ming also made a judgment in an instant and narrowed his eyes slightly.
(End of this chapter)

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