The Protagonist's Career Starting From Hunter

"Cough... That's good, that's good!"

Bailang cleared his throat a few times, then glanced once, twice, thrice... Well, his gaze couldn't move away at all.

He felt sorry for himself.

Even though he knew the other person was a 57-year-old auntie, as long as she was beautiful and had a good figure, her age couldn't stop his deeply ingrained perverted thoughts.

What should he do? It seemed like there was no hope for him.

At first, Biscuit didn't react, but unable to withstand Bailang's unwavering gaze, she couldn't ignore it.

Following Bailang's gaze, she lowered her head and saw a familiar yet unfamiliar power.

"You bastard, where are you looking!"

Biscuit's originally happy smile froze, and in the next second, she angrily leaped up and punched Bailang's face.

It turned out that the "Return My Pretty Fist" move was indeed powerful.

Although it improved Biscuit's physical appearance, it was as if her muscles had been reshaped, and it didn't affect her original physical strength.

Under the punch of shame and anger, Biscuit's body erupted with astonishing power. Even before her fist touched Bailang, the whistling wind from her punch caused Bailang's hair and clothes to sway wildly.

Boom!

He raised his arm to block.

Bailang reacted quickly, immediately assuming a defensive stance and blocking Biscuit's fist.

When the fist and arm collided, a fierce clash of attack and defense erupted with a violent roar and shockwave.

The spacious training room trembled. With Bailang and Biscuit at the center, the surrounding floor cracked and collapsed, forming a large sunken pit.

"Don't be so angry. I just accidentally glanced at you. Moreover, the fact that you can attract me proves that you are very charming now..."

Still maintaining a sitting posture, Bailang showed a helpless expression while defending against Biscuit's attacks.

"Then should I thank you?!"

Biscuit didn't feel surprised that her attack was blocked by Bailang.

Because, as she had said before, Bailang was a complete monster.

Since their training had turned into sparring, she had truly experienced Bailang's strength, which was not just about the amount of aura but comprehensive in every aspect.

Especially his growth speed, it was so abnormal that she couldn't describe it.

It was not surprising that Bailang blocked her attack, but she couldn't stand Bailang's words.

He had clearly peeped at her, yet he still acted as if she should feel honored.

Who could tolerate that? Well, she couldn't.

She retracted her fist and attacked again.

Biscuit raised her leg and delivered a roundhouse kick towards Bailang, even utilizing the "Flow" technique, gathering 70% of her aura on her leg, unleashing an even more terrifying attack power.

The attack was fierce, but Biscuit clearly overlooked one problem, which was that she was only wearing a towel.

So when she swung her leg, it was inevitable that she would expose herself, and the sharp-eyed Bailang didn't miss it.

This... voluntarily providing benefits.

Bailang sighed in his heart, but his actions were not slow. He leaned back, narrowly avoiding the roundhouse kick that swept over his head.

Pressing down with his left hand, Bailang, who had just evaded the attack, leaped up in the air and hesitated for a moment before launching a counterattack, also with a roundhouse kick towards Biscuit.

Jokingly, he was an assertive man, how could he tolerate being oppressed by someone.

"Wow, that was fast!!"

Bailang's counterattack made Biscuit's heart skip a beat, immediately stopping his missed leg whip and then leaning back to dodge.

Whoosh!!!

Bailang's leg whip was skillfully avoided by Biscuit, but the powerful force created a whistling leg wind that the towel on Biscuit's body couldn't withstand, causing it to loosen...

Shoo!!

Just like surrendering, a large white towel floated up in the air.

Biscuit, with his body leaning back, stared blankly at the white towel floating past his line of sight.

Across from him, Bailang... he narrowed his eyes, focusing his gaze.

"We're back!!!"

Suddenly, the door to the training room opened, and Pengsi and Shibaxing, who had gone to buy clothes for Biscuit, rushed in, and then...

Pengsi: ∑(A)

Shibaxing: ∑(4)

Nen users not only possess extraordinary strength beyond ordinary people, but also have the miraculous effect of slowing down aging in their physical growth...

Not to mention Biscuit, the "magical beautician," who has outstanding beauty abilities.

In simple terms, even though Biscuit is already 57 years old, his improved body makes him look like a "legendary fat sheep" in the world of Hunters, with a youthful appearance that doesn't match his age.

If one didn't know, Biscuit now looks like a beautiful mature woman in her thirties.

Ahem... To put it simply, after Bailang's firsthand verification, Biscuit... looks very radiant.

After experiencing a life-or-death situation, even Biscuit, an experienced veteran, couldn't help but feel withdrawn.

Especially towards Bailang, the 240th floor has temporarily become his forbidden zone, and he won't be able to set foot there for a while.

"It's not my fault, she attacked first, I was just defending myself..."

Back in his room, Bailang sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette, feeling dissatisfied.

Hiss~

It's so white... no, so big... no, it's a good cigarette...

Bailang took a deep breath and slowly exhaled the smoke.

After finishing the cigarette, he successfully preserved the high-definition images in his mind with great caution.

"No, I can't let women affect my sword-drawing speed, I have to continue training."

Although he can't go to the 240th floor for now, he can't stop training. Bailang extinguished the cigarette butt and got up, walking to an empty space in the living room.

"Steady!!"

"The Martial Saint's Secret Manual!!"

Let's double the happiness.

After seven days, Bailang had become very proficient in the new training method.

Doing two things at once.

While applying "Steady," he created a perfect circulation of Nen and his body.

At the same time, he activated the first level of the "Martial Saint's Secret Manual," using invisible force to penetrate his muscles and bones.

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