Creating gods in the Hunter x Hunter world

He wasn't sure if his own nine-headed skull could defend against it.

The main problem is that the wind blades are too dense. There should be more than nine wind blades that can attack me at the same time, which makes it impossible for me to defend against them.

It seems we have no choice but to use another method.

As Fengyan spoke, he slowly approached Fulong, and because the wind blades had begun to accelerate, the area that could be cut seemed to have increased.

"Shrinking the space and constantly squeezing it is the rhythm that the eye of the storm is used to. It seems that our Fu Long is in trouble."

Fu Long glanced at the commentator briefly. "Are you sure you want to say that?" he asked. "Speaking of which, this kind of step-by-step tactic is easy to counter, isn't it? Why can't so many people come up with a solution?"

Chapter 198 Solution

After thinking for a moment, Fu Long decided to give them a textbook example of how to solve the problem, so he flashed away and rushed to the side.

The other party claims to be pressing forward step by step, compressing space, and finally using the wind blades around them to kill the enemy, but you also need to be able to compress space.

The wind blades don't cover the entire arena. With such a large arena, you just need to run to a place where there are no wind blades.

By directly exhausting the opponent's strength, they will eventually have to admit defeat. That's the power of experience.

However, just as Fu Long moved, Feng Yan also flashed, bringing with him wind blades that arrived in front of him.

"You're really naive. Didn't you ever think about such an obvious flaw? Didn't anyone who fought me before really think of that?"

Fu Long slapped his forehead, realizing he had indeed made assumptions.

The opponent's wind blade had too obvious a flaw; someone was bound to notice it. They were all telekinetic users, and none of them were fools.

However, apart from the Beast King Heart, who uses brute force to break through defenses, no one has ever been able to defeat the Eye of the Storm.

"This eye of mine is an Eye of Attachment. Once I've set my sights on you, you can't escape. My Eye of Attachment will follow you relentlessly. No matter how you try to escape, I can face you head-on, and the wind blades will never stop."

Fu Long thought for a moment and guessed that others had tried to escape the eye of the storm by moving quickly before, but they had failed.

However, to be fair, these people were indeed stupid, because Fu Long discerned another plan from what the other party said.

"So, no matter how fast I move, your 'eye of attachment' will always make you face me, is that what you mean?"

“That’s right, that’s exactly what I mean.” Wind Eye laughed smugly and said, “So, as long as you can’t defend against my wind blades, I’m invincible.”

"You're too confident." Fu Long shook his head. Confidence is a good thing, but being too confident is a bit arrogant.

Invincible? Do you even know what invincible means? With the ability of the eye of the storm, Fu Long felt that if his method were implemented, it would directly inspire future generations.

The Wind and Fire Wheels appeared beneath Fu Long's feet.

The eye of the storm on the other side was also stunned for a moment, then sneered: "It's useless. No matter how fast you move, you will never escape my Eye of Attachment."

With a whoosh, Fu Long's speed reached its limit, almost like teleportation, but the eye of the storm followed.

His Eye of Attachment is not weak; once he sets his sights on you, there is absolutely no escape. The wind blade is getting closer and will cut into Fu Long in at most half a minute.

The eye of the storm grinned, convinced he had won.

Fu Long didn't use any other methods; he simply used the rapid movement of the Wind and Fire Wheels to escape around the arena. But no matter how he moved, the eye of the storm was always facing him.

Furthermore, the eye of the storm would occasionally take a small step forward, in order to keep up with Fu Long's speed while taking that step.

If Fu Long hadn't been this fast, the eye of the storm might have already pounced on him.

After escaping four or five times, Fengyan laughed heartily: "It's useless. Only by risking injury can you defeat me. Otherwise, no one can defeat me... Uh, what's going on?"

Just as Feng Yan was feeling triumphant, Fu Long suddenly leaped high into the air.

It leaped directly to a height of more than 30 meters.

However, Fu Long did not jump straight up, but rather in a prone position.

Facing the ring, with his back to the ceiling.

His gesture left all the viewers momentarily confused about its meaning.

However, soon everyone saw it.

Because the eye of the storm also moved, he was now facing away from the arena and towards Fu Long.

This is the eye of dependence, absolutely without a single flaw.

However, after this change, the eye of the storm could no longer move, because it had already taken to the air.

This place also has gravity, you know.

Therefore, the eye of the storm not only could not move forward a single step, but was also thrown towards the arena by gravity.

As for Fu Long, he was suspended in the air for one second because of the Wind and Fire Wheels.

In that very second, the eye of the storm widened the distance between them.

"This is bad." Wind Eye realized that he was about to fall onto the ring.

If that fall lands squarely, I'll definitely get hurt.

The wind blades did surround him, but those were just wind blades; the other side of the arena was made of stone.

Even if a wind blade can cut a stone in two, a stone cut into two pieces is still a stone.

I could say I was shooting down with my whole body spread out, and with that one slap, I'd be dead meat.

When Wind Eye tried to remove the entanglement, it discovered that its entanglement had a flaw: removing it was very troublesome, requiring both eyes to be completely out of each other's sight.

To put it bluntly, the other person can't be looking at you, otherwise the problem can't be resolved.

That's the rule. The eye of the storm can keep up with whatever the opponent is doing, but it also faces many limitations.

Done!

Bang! A cloud of smoke billowed from the arena.

The eye of the storm felt a tightness in his chest, and landed headfirst, sustaining serious injury even if he didn't die.

If he hadn't used his telekinesis to protect the back of his head at the last moment, he probably would have died from the fall.

However, even so, the impact of the impact on the ground resulted in minor injuries.

That wasn't the end of it; because he needed to use his psychic powers to protect himself, his wind blades completely disappeared.

Just then, Fu Long descended from the sky and rushed up.

A palm strike descended from the sky and landed on Feng Ren's chest.

With a thud, Wind Blade finally couldn't hold back and spat out a mouthful of blood. Then, his head lolled to the side, and he passed out.

He didn't die, after all, Fu Long also sensed that the other party had no intention of killing him.

The reason he fought me was probably to gather some information about me.

It must be an assessment by the association.

Fu Long was still eager to try and see who would come to him.

"Fu Long has won!" The commentator stood up excitedly. "Wind Blade didn't let Fu Long play to his full potential. Is Fu Long just too strong? This reminds me of Hisoka, the king on the 200th floor."

Fu Long rolled his eyes at the commentator. Of all people to think of, why that pervert? Where is he these days? Probably trying to remove Kuroro's Nen and prepare for a battle.

Forget it, as long as I don't think about fighting myself.

He left the ring and headed towards his lounge.

As soon as I stepped out of the passage, I saw two figures standing there, one in front of the other.

They were clearly not on the same path, but both of them were waiting for him.

"Hunter Carlos, Fu Long, you're very strong. Are you interested in fighting me in the next round?"

Carlos isn't very tall, only about 1.6 meters, but he's wide-set, so from the front he looks almost like a square.

He's very muscular, just a bit dark-skinned.

When he saw Fu Long, he came up to him first, showing off his white teeth.

Chapter 199 Mrs. Meicher's Three Treasures

Fu Long thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "That's perfectly fine. I'll rest for a few days and then submit the documents. We'll have a showdown then. But on another note, you'd better be prepared to be defeated."

“Don’t worry, I’d also like to spar with you.” After saying that, Carlos turned and glanced back at Mrs. Meichel. “You’re the one who’s looking for me. You’re really beautiful. You’re quite attractive.”

Fu Long just glared at him, telling him not to speak if he couldn't.

Carlos, feeling bored, touched his nose and left awkwardly.

"We meet again." Mrs. Meicher greeted him, giving Fu Long a noble bow.

After returning the greeting, Fu Long asked, "Did you need something?"

"I suppose so. I'd like to ask you for your help."

"Oh, tell me about it."

Fu Long had a good impression of Mrs. Meicher. This lady didn't have that aloof feeling, and they had worked together before, so they both had a good impression of each other.

Moreover, the tone of their conversation was quite good. If I really have the time, I might as well give it a try.

In addition, his disciples can also get some training.

"Let's talk in my room." Fu Long gestured for them to go in, and then the two of them went back to their room together.

After they left, Carlos was on the phone around the corner.

“That’s right. Feng Yan was defeated too quickly. We couldn’t find out his true strength at all. I plan to take action myself. If I lose, then the higher-ups can send someone to contact him.”

After hearing what was said on the other end of the phone, Carlos responded with a "yes," then hung up and looked behind him.

"Fu Long, he certainly has the potential to become one of the core members, right?"

Fu Long was unaware of Carlos's situation outside; he was currently listening to Mrs. Meicher's request for his attention.

Three of the items on display at the National Museum this time were provided by Mrs. Meicher.

These were all treasures from an ancient empire, but when they delivered the treasures, they received a special card.

Troy the Thief is considered the pinnacle of individual thieves.

Troy wasn't part of any band of thieves; he was a lone wolf who specialized in stealing treasure.