Hunter: I became stronger even after I died.

Chapter 26 Reaction
Limited by the sense of urgency brought by "time"——

For him who needs to kill Feitan in ten months, which one should he focus on?
Moro doesn't have the luck of Gon and Killua, who first met Yun Gu and then Biscuit...

If you put this question to Biscuit, you should be able to get the answer immediately.

But without Biscuit, Moro could only think of the answer on his own.

He was wondering, is it necessary to stop and practice in the competitions below the 200th floor of the Sky Arena?
The answer is yes.

He is not short of money, so there is no need for him to strive to speed through the 200th floor like Gon and Killua.

What is lacking at present is experience and knowledge in armed struggle.

Compared to the competitions above the 200th floor, which already place the emphasis on telepathy, the competitions below the 200th floor are more likely to encounter skilled fighters like the one just mentioned.

original--

Moro came here for the Nen users in the Sky Arena.

However, after witnessing a martial arts duel that determined the winner and the loser, his thoughts changed.

Since his rebirth, everything he had to do was to lead to Feitan's death.

Then in the direction of becoming stronger, we have to take Feitan's combat characteristics into consideration.

So Moreau naturally thought that—

How to deal with Feitan's rapid attack is definitely the key to whether you can successfully kill Feitan.

Regardless of the accumulated combat experience, at least one must be able to see Feitan's sharp sword clearly.

Relying on his own cognition, Moreau came up with a rough answer through thinking.

Without the guidance of a famous teacher like Bisiji, he was not sure whether the choice he made at this moment was the right one.

All he can do is to integrate knowledge and action. Now that he has determined the direction, he cannot hesitate any longer.

And these competitions in the Sky Arena...

It can help him make up for his weaknesses.

"Come again."

Moro's thoughts returned to reality and he turned to look at the woman with a long ponytail who was retreating with her hands covered.

Hearing Moro's words, the woman with the long ponytail almost frowned.

"you……"

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

Still using methodical and agile steps, he moved to the blind spot of Moro's vision while rushing.

"He's hiding, which means..."

When he made the move, the woman with the long ponytail noticed Moro's barely evasive reaction and she immediately felt certain.

She changed her move, and her palm suddenly fell down and hit Moro's shoulder.

Bang!
There was another muffled sound from the ring.

Immediately afterwards——

hiss!
The woman with the long ponytail felt as if the palm had hit a block of iron. She gasped, covered her palm which was in unbearable pain, and quickly retreated as if she had been electrocuted.

So hard...

How can it be so hard?
Even if it's hard Qigong, it's impossible to reach this level, right?

The ponytailed woman's forehead was immediately covered with cold sweat.

The first time she attacked, she held back a bit because Moro was young.

The second time he attacked, he had already realized Moro's strength, so he did not hold back.

But it was precisely because he did not hold back that he suffered an even more serious backlash.

Covering her red and swollen palm, the woman with long ponytail felt that her bone must have been fractured and her heart was filled with heaviness.

She looked at Morrow, but saw...

Thinking again??!
The ponytailed woman's cheek twitched.

And Moro was thinking about the previous confrontation.

Although he was not prepared for the ponytailed woman's sudden change of tactics, his mind energy responded faster than his body.

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

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

This is definitely not what Moreau wants to see.

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

Putting aside her physical strength, the way she quickly circled behind him just now reminded him of Killua. So Moro wanted to experience the attack of the long-tailed woman as much as possible in the limited three minutes, and then hoped to learn something from it.

But it seems that I really scared the other person just now.

Moro quickly finished his thoughts, looked at the long-tailed woman whose face was already covered in cold sweat, and said earnestly: "Come again, I will be careful this time, and I promise not to fight back."

"..."

The woman with a long ponytail could not help but remain silent, biting her teeth hard.

One of her hands was probably fractured, which actually made her consider giving up.

But seeing Moro's reaction, she felt unwilling.

next to.

Even the experienced referee couldn't help but look surprised when he saw Moro's performance.

Not to mention some of the contestants in the audience who were watching the game.

"Even though he was hit, it was the woman who was injured..."

"Too distracted and lost in thought on the stage... That's too arrogant."

"He dares to play the game like this, huh, it's just that he hasn't met me."

Some of the contestants in the audience were talking about it.

Only a handsome man stood there without saying a word, staring at Morrow on the ring.

In the arena.

Moro looked at the woman with a long ponytail eagerly. The latter gritted her teeth, not wanting to lose the game in this way.

"drink!"

The woman with a long ponytail abandoned her steps, adjusted her breathing, mobilized all the muscles in her body with all her strength, and then took a step forward and rushed in front of Moro.

Right punch!

He got into a horse stance and punched straight into Moro's abdomen.

Moro lowered his eyes and caught the fist coming from the woman with the long ponytail.

Power, speed, angles.

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

This way of exerting force and boxing style should have undergone countless targeted adjustments and trainings.

only--

See clearly.

As expected, footwork is also very important...

If this punch was delivered with the assistance of footwork, I would not be able to defend myself due to my lack of experience in dealing with it.

In a split second, Moreau felt that the length of his thinking was different from before, and he could think of a lot of things in such a short moment.

Then--

Moro lowered his hand and placed his palm on the path where the ponytailed woman's fist would pass.

He even consciously controlled the intensity of the mental energy lingering in his palm.

Bang!
The ponytailed woman's fist hit Moro's palm hard, but it was as if all her strength was poured into cotton, and no feedback was obtained.

Moro didn't move at all, and the woman with the long ponytail also stood there like a statue.

"you……"

The soft resistance like deep water that came from the fist made the woman with long ponytail lose consciousness for a moment.

She felt as if she had touched upon some realm that she could not comprehend.

Then she looked up at Morrow blankly.

Fortunately, what I saw was no longer a pensive reaction, but the boy's warm smile.

"Thank you."

Moro withdrew his hand and thanked him sincerely.

I can learn a lot in this place.

At this moment, Moreau was extremely sure.

The woman with a long ponytail opened her mouth and finally dropped her arms helplessly.

"Referee...I give up."

(End of this chapter)