Creating gods in the Hunter x Hunter world

“We want a peaceful resolution, but that doesn’t mean we’re incapable of resolving the issue by force,” Zhu said coldly.

Fu Long didn't say anything, he just pointed to the door, implying that if they couldn't reach an agreement, they shouldn't talk about it anymore.

Bamboo and Sniff didn't say much either. The people here are relatively simple-minded. They try to take action rather than talk, which is a characteristic of Hunter x Hunter.

A person skilled in verbal persuasion is relatively rare here; however, a stubborn person is a different story.

Watching the two leave, Fu Long pondered whether he had become too arrogant and underestimated his opponents.

The reason for this is mainly because he knew what would happen next.

The Ten Elders were killed during the Yorknew City arc.

However, it was the Zoldyck family who killed the Ten Elders.

This family was already quite powerful, which is why they achieved such a victory.

Another one is the Shadow Beasts, which have no chance of fighting back against the Phantom Troupe.

But then again, that's an A-level criminal organization. Only the Phantom Troupe could eliminate them. My strength probably isn't that high.

Given my current strength, it seems that fighting them is not worthwhile.

After careful consideration, Fu Long felt that he should be able to handle it.

One reason is that he hasn't offended the entire underground force.

He was just a candidate for the Ten Elders; no matter how many people he had under his command, there were still limitations.

Another aspect is that the other party certainly wouldn't openly hunt him down.

The scenario of a carload of people chasing after the Phantom Troupe will not occur.

Since only a few people know that he has Silver Moonstone, it won't cause any trouble.

But if more people find out, then he will lose his advantage as a candidate for the Tenth Elder.

If the Ten Elders were to personally intervene, what chance would he have?

It was with these two points in mind that Fu Long decided to take the risk. Since things had come to this, he might as well test the true strength of the underground forces.

Moreover, being chased can also help you hone your combat skills.

After thinking everything through, Fu Long paused for a moment.

Since coming into this world, Fu Long has found that he has changed a lot. At least he is more willing to take risks. If it were before, he would never have put himself in such a dangerous situation.

Three days later, the airship arrived at the Sky Arena.

When Fu Long got off the airship, he saw Zhu and Xiu, but they didn't come forward and quickly left.

As Fu Long walked toward the Sky Arena, he clearly sensed that he was being followed.

But when he tried to find the other person, he couldn't.

Sniff, and his dog, must be a master tracker, while Bamboo is clearly a master at blocking anti-tracking.

Fu Long sighed; his plan to eliminate the other party and make himself disappear had failed.

I hope the other party doesn't make their move when I'm looking for Xiao Jie, that's the main storyline, I can't let it get affected.

Fu Long even had a thought that if he really encountered this situation, he would rather give up the Silver Moonstone than not keep up with the main storyline.

The Sky Arena was right in front of him. Not long after Fu Long went inside, Zhu Yu Xiu appeared at the entrance.

"Notify the master that you can send someone over now. He can't escape from the Sky Arena."

Chapter 19 The Challenge of the Slingshot

Even on the two hundredth floor of the Sky Arena, there was still no one in sight, but the entanglement of psychic power was indeed unsettling.

When Fu Long appeared here, he also attracted some attention.

That kind of gaze is annoying; it always feels like being treated as prey. Unfortunately, Fu Long says it's hard to say who the prey is.

"Fu Long, someone is challenging you," the pretty young lady at the reception desk said politely.

"Oh, who is it?"

"It's me." Fu Long turned around, and a short man was standing behind him.

Fu Long had never seen the other person before, and this was the very person who had been hiding behind the stands after Fu Long's last battle.

"My name is Bullet Gun, nice to meet you." The dwarf extended his hand.

Fu Long activated his inner energy directly, reached out and shook hands with the other person, and nothing else happened.

"I just hope we can start fighting soon, because time is precious for both of us."

"Then you'll be disappointed. I didn't intend to agree to the duel so easily with a ninety-day preparation period." Fu Long wasn't falling for the other party's trick. You want to hurry up? Why should I?

Tanqiang looked up at Fu Long, his expression not very good.

He chose Fu Long because Fu Long didn't have many wins and was considered a newcomer.

In addition, he had studied Fu Long's last battle and had his own ideas about the nine-headed skull.

So he wanted to finish the job quickly, but Fu Long completely ignored him. Ninety days, are you planning to drag it out until the very end?

"Hmph, no matter when you make your move, it won't change the fact that you're destined to be defeated by me."

"Perhaps, but please wait a little longer." Fu Long smiled slightly.

After these ninety days, I can finally focus on the Hunter Exam. Gon's exam is just around the corner.

Tanqiang snorted and left, while Fu Long, not in a hurry to fight, went to the hundredth floor.

The competition on the 100th floor is the most intense, with countless people struggling here, hoping to advance further.

That's why the fighting styles displayed on this level are so diverse.

This level uses very little Nen, but that doesn't mean there aren't any techniques that the two sides can learn from each other.

Fu Long is also studying, and there are two competitions on the 200th floor in these 90 days, which Fu Long plans to watch carefully.

He didn't care whether the ammunition gun was in a hurry or not.

The bullet guns were in high demand, but they couldn't do anything to Fu Long. Similarly, the underground forces on the periphery, who were already prepared, were also helpless.

To put pressure on Fu Long, they have gathered a three-person team, which, together with Zhu and Xiu in front, forms a five-person team.

This configuration is already quite high, and then, after settling in, I haven't moved out.

Two months passed in the blink of an eye, and Zhu and Xiu, who were monitoring Fu Long, were about to cry.

This guy just watches the games and rests all day, he doesn't give them any chance at all, and they don't dare to make a move in the Sky Arena, that would be suicidal.

And so, the duel between Tanqiang and Fulong on the two hundredth floor quickly reached eighty days.

Fu Long knew that this matter could not be delayed any longer, so he went to the registration office and the battle would begin in five days.

Upon hearing this news, in a lounge on the 200th floor, Danqiang almost ground his teeth to powder.

"Damn it, that guy, he did it on purpose, the last ten days!"

"Calm down." In the room with the slingshot, there was another figure, the middle-aged man who had been observing Fu Long's fight earlier.

He was watching the footage of Fu Long's victory over Colonel Sha.

"Your biggest weakness is that you get easily agitated. As long as you fight, it will just take a little longer. Just make sure you don't make any mistakes during the fight."

He clicked his tongue, then sat down, picked up a glass of wine, drank it, and said, "I understand. Since he has agreed to accept the challenge, I will show him what a strong person is."

The middle-aged man nodded and said nothing more.

Five days later, the 200th floor hosted the competition between Fu Long and the bullet gun.

With a record of seven wins out of eight battles, his winning percentage is quite high, and his signature move is the Nen Bullet, a type of projectile.

On the other side, Fu Long, with one win in one match, is still considered a newcomer and therefore not favored.

When the two men stepped onto the ring, the cheers from the stands grew louder.

Fu Long seemed to hear someone shouting for him to be killed by a slingshot.

It's unclear whether the person shouting was simply acting out of agitation or was genuinely mentally disturbed.

Fu Long remained unaffected, merely staring coldly at the slingshot.

"I must say, you're quite impressive to stand so firmly in front of me. But ultimately, victory belongs to only one person, and that is me," the bullet gun said bluntly.

"You have the strongest defense, while I have the strongest offense. I don't know if my slingshot is faster or your nine-headed skull is better at defense."

As he spoke, he assumed a shooting stance, revealing three short, hollow tubes protruding from his two wrists.

Fu Long recalled a master of recitation, Franklin.

The only difference is that Franklin used his own fingers as a firing tool, while the slingshot in front of him uses an empty tube.

The nine-headed skull had already floated in front of Fu Long.

"start."

After the referee left, the slingshot fired first.

With a series of thuds, the bullets fired from the gun barrel flew swiftly toward Fu Long.

The nine-headed skull on Fu Long's body was also flying up and down, blocking the opponent's psychic bullets no matter how fast they were fired from the slingshot, or at worst, they would be deflected.

In an instant, dust billowed up in front of Fu Long, and after a round of attacks, Tan Qiang jumped back four or five meters, looking into the dust.

As the smoke and dust slowly dissipated, Fu Long stood motionless, a hint of contempt still lingering on his lips.

"If this is all the strength you have, then you are really no match for me."

After the previous round of attacks, Fu Long gained a new understanding of the Nine-Headed Skull's defensive capabilities.

I initially thought that the Nine-Headed Skull would have a hard time covering all the enemy's dense attacks, but it turns out I was overthinking it.

The nine skulls worked together in unpredictable ways, and although the opponent's psychic bullets were fired quickly, they were all defeated.

"Sure enough, no matter how fast the attack is, that thing can automatically find the optimal defensive route." Gunshot took a few deep breaths to calm himself down and said.

Fu Long raised an eyebrow, feeling a sense of crisis. He had a feeling that the slingshot had some way of dealing with the nine-headed skull.

Therefore, Fu Long also used the Condensation skill, keeping a close eye on the bullet gun.