One Piece: The World King Who Emerged from the White Town

This shows just how popular he is right now!

After all, it's really rare to find a contestant who is both skilled and prolific.

Unlike Abel, who would fight anyone, no matter who the opponent was!

What kind of three-match rotation, 1 vs 2, an opponent with an 8-game winning streak...

It's simply overwhelming.

The audience enjoyed the show and even won money; how could they not be happy!

The doctor quickly entered the room, pried Xisuo off the wall, put him on a stretcher, and carried him away.

Of course, the two severed arms were also sent over in time. It's unknown whether they can be reattached, or whether Hisoka had found a 'doctor' for himself beforehand this time.

Seemingly sensing something, Abel suddenly turned his head to look at a certain spot in the audience.

There, a petite and adorable pink-haired girl was getting up and leaving.

Chapter 383 The Game Begins!

"It's such a pity. Why did that guy named Abel spare Hisoka's life in the end? I just can't figure it out."

After the duel ended, Yun Gu turned off the TV, and Killua immediately crossed his arms behind his head, sounding very regretful.

Because if Hisoka dies, no psychopath will keep targeting Gon.

"Perhaps it has something to do with the content of their last conversation."

Yun Gu said something without much certainty.

"I wish I knew what they said in the end."

"But that guy named Abel is really strong!"

Xiao Jie clenched his fist and sighed.

Killua nodded, agreeing with Gon's point of view, "Indeed, even Hisoka was completely defeated, that's terrifying."

"Seriously, are Conjuration types really that strong? Those ice blades and ice walls looked so ordinary."

Yun Gu explained helplessly, "Among the six natures of Nen, there is no such thing as any one type having stronger Nen abilities. The truly powerful ones are actually people, those who use Nen."

Gon and Killua both nodded, seemingly understanding.

Then Yun Gu changed the subject, saying, "Actually, judging from this duel, that Abel contestant may not necessarily be a Conjuration-type Nen user; he could also be a Specialization-type."

"Specialization type?"

"That's right, because Nen users with special abilities often cannot be evaluated using common sense; they are mysterious and unpredictable."

"But didn't Professor Yun just say that what's powerful is the person themselves, not any particular department?"

"Uh, I just said that the Specialization type is mysterious, not that the Specialization type is necessarily strong."

Yun Gu adjusted his glasses, then abruptly changed the subject, "What time is it? Hurry up and go train! What? Sleep? How can you guys sleep at this age?!"

"Quick! Everyone, get running!"

Roll them all up!

Yun Gu's heart was roaring.

This is what happens when you point out loopholes in what the teacher says.

Petty and narrow-minded?

No, no!

This is education based on the teacher's love.

They couldn't sleep well all night, accompanied by Killua's lamentations.

Just as Gon and Killua were caught in a vicious cycle of competition, Hisoka, lying in the infirmary, finally received his 'reinforcements'.

“You’ve finally arrived, Machi.”

"He really got a bad beating, Hisoka."

The pink-haired beauty that Abel had seen earlier entered the room through the window.

Keep in mind that this is the 200th floor of the Sky Arena; aren't they afraid of falling to their deaths?

"It's alright, this result was within my initial expectations, but I didn't expect the opponent to be even more terrifying than I anticipated. Completely crushed, tsk tsk~"

Hisoka, who was lying on the hospital bed, forced himself to sit up. Despite his crushing defeat, his face was full of smug satisfaction.

It's like the ultimate combination of a sadist and a masochist.

Whether he is 'tortured' or 'tortured', it excites him immensely.

This is also one of the reasons why Machi thinks Hisoka is very dangerous.

"You're such a pervert. If possible, I really hope I never have to see your face again."

"Thank you for the compliment, but you'll have to put up with my face for a long time."

"Stop talking nonsense and get started. If it weren't for the irresistible offer, I definitely wouldn't be doing this for you."

"Come on, I can't wait."

Machi tore off Hisoka's bandages, then took a severed arm from the side and began stitching it up.

Her Nen ability is "Nen Threads," the strength of which is inversely proportional to its length; the longer the thread, the easier it is to break.

It has many uses; it can be used to bind enemies or to stitch up wounds.

At that moment, she was stitching up blood vessels, bones, nerves, and muscles with incredible speed and 100% perfection.

Hisoka seemed to have anticipated that he would get injured, and that it would be a serious injury, so he hired Machi in advance.

It has indeed come in handy.

Before long, both arms were perfectly stitched back together.

If doctors skilled in surgery had witnessed that scene, they would have knelt down in awe and exclaimed, "God!"

That's something that ordinary people could never achieve even if they tried their whole lives.

"Alright, all done. Move around a bit and see if there are any problems."

"If there are no problems, our transaction is complete."

After completing a miraculous suturing surgery, Machi was as relaxed as if she had just drunk a cup of tea.

Hisoka stretched his arms. Although he already knew that Machi had this special skill, he still felt very excited after experiencing it firsthand.

It was stitched up so perfectly that it looked as if it had never been broken, and I could move around freely.

This ability is so convenient, I really want it!

Hisoka suddenly stood up and pinned Machi against the wall.

"The bed here is big; you can stay and keep me company."

As soon as he finished speaking, a thin 'Nen thread' wrapped around Hisoka's neck.

Machi said in a very cold voice, "If you dare to move again, I'll cut your head off."

"Of course, madam. It is my pleasure to grant your request."

"Go away!"

Hisoka obediently stepped aside, and jokingly raised both hands.

"Perhaps we can make another deal, with the same terms, within the next three to five days."

"I'm not interested anymore, let's find someone else."

Machi left through the window without looking back.

Hisoka lowered his hand and touched his neck, where faint bloodstains were already visible.

Machi wasn't joking.

If he hadn't refused to believe in superstitions, he would likely be beheaded by now.

"Such an interesting woman, I really want to dismember her body piece by piece."

Hisoka stuck out his tongue and gently licked the blood off his finger.

"But before that, there's a fun and exciting assassination game waiting for me to complete."

"And now seems to be a good opportunity."

Hisoka's eyes flashed, and he climbed out of the window as well.

He had just suffered a crushing defeat and was seriously injured, even losing both arms.

In this situation, who would have thought he would assassinate Abel?!

This is the moment when Abel is most relaxed in his vigilance!

Hisoka revealed a sinister smile, preparing to give the other party a surprise.

A short while later, a food cart stopped in front of Abel's house.

dong dong.

"Which one?"

"Your order has arrived."

"Send it in."

The staff came out immediately after delivering the items.

Inside the room, Abel, who had just finished showering, began to enjoy his meal.

He had only taken his first bite when he slightly raised his left eyebrow.

The dish contained a poisonous ingredient!

“Interesting. So it could be you, Hisoka?”