The Protagonist's Career Starting From Hunter

As his strength continued to grow, Bailang's aura became more and more similar to Netero's, becoming terrifyingly silent.

In the observation of Iron Fist, he found that he couldn't capture the flow of aura from Bailang's body at all.

Such a discovery naturally made him realize that Bailang was not simple.

Hisoka was even simpler.

Under the restlessness of his aura, it felt like a volcano about to erupt, giving off an incredibly dangerous feeling.

Experts!

Iron Fist immediately made a judgment that both Bailang and Hisoka were definitely true experts.

With a sense of fear in his heart, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at the nearby Machi.

Machi's expression was very serious, her eyes locked tightly on Bailang as he walked towards the arena.

"Such powerful 'aura', no wonder father was defeated... Iron Fist, '850', can see that Bailang and Hisoka are not simple, let alone the stronger Machi."

She didn't care about Hisoka, but focused all her attention on observing Bailang after he walked out of the passage.

Looking at the terrifyingly silent aura on Bailang's body, Machi felt a chill in her heart and immediately realized that seeking revenge this time might not be easy.

"So this is Hisoka's opponent this time, it seems he is not an ordinary person."

At an entrance in the spectator stands, a petite figure walked out.

This figure had pink hair tied up with a green headband.

She wore a white martial arts uniform on her upper body and shark pants on her lower body, with a slender waist tied with a dark red belt.

Her appearance was delicate and beautiful, with a sense of fragility.

She was Machi, one of the members of the Phantom Troupe.

Walking out of the entrance, Machi walked to the railing on the other side of the aisle, casually slinging her bag over her shoulder with her right hand, and placing her left hand on her slender waist, looking towards the arena in the south of the Shingon Fan.

Suddenly, Machi's gaze froze.

On the arena, Bailang and Hisoka had already stepped onto it, and Machi's gaze changed when she looked at Bailang.

She was naturally familiar with Hisoka, and she had originally wanted to casually size up Hisoka's opponent this time. But when she saw Bailang, she immediately judged that Hisoka's opponent this time was far from ordinary.

This judgment was not because of Bailang's handsome face, but because of the aura emanating from Bailang.

Although she was not a frontline member of the Troupe, Machi also possessed outstanding strength and insight.

The terrifyingly silent aura on Bailang's body was enough for Machi to know that Bailang was a very formidable expert.

"Now it's going to get interesting. Hisoka might even lose!"

Originally, she had only come to convey the Troupe's gathering order to Hisoka, but now, when she discovered that Hisoka had encountered a true expert, Machi immediately became interested.

She couldn't help but put down her bag, supporting herself on the railing with both hands, preparing to watch the upcoming battle more closely.

"Both participants, please take your positions. The match... begins!!!"

When Bailang and Hisoka both stepped onto the stage, the referee also walked over without wasting any time. After confirming that Bailang and Hisoka were both ready, he immediately raised his right hand and loudly announced the start of the match.

Under the announcement, the referee didn't hesitate at all and immediately retreated, backing all the way down below the stage.

There was no choice, being a referee is a high-risk profession, especially when the competitors in the match are all experts, it becomes even more so.

The referee quickly exited the stage, undoubtedly proving that in his mind, Bailang and Hisoka were both formidable experts, dangerous individuals who could cause harm if he was even a little slow.

However, surprisingly, even after the referee exited the stage, neither Bailang nor Hisoka made any moves.

This scene made the referee pause for a moment, and the people in the audience also involuntarily stopped cheering, causing the venue to quickly fall into silence.

"Hisoka, I thought you couldn't wait to launch an attack against me!"

Seeing that Hisoka across from him didn't make a move, Bailang raised an eyebrow and a playful expression appeared on his face.

"The more delicious the fruit, the more it needs to be savored carefully. Especially fruits like you!"

Hisoka held a playing card between his fingers, slowly lifted it up, and covered the lower half of his face, emitting a light laugh...

"Fruit... Although I know this is your style, comparing me to a fruit, I can only say you're quite audacious!"

Bailang revealed a gentle smile, raised his right hand from his side, and with a flick of his palm, the Xuantie Heavy Sword immediately appeared.

Swinging the sword, launching an attack!

The moment the Xuantie Heavy Sword appeared, Bailang's right arm immediately turned into an illusion, and he swiftly slashed towards Hisoka with a speed that surpassed the naked eye's perception.

Clang!!

The sword light flickered, and a fierce sword aura, alternating between reality and illusion, burst forth. In the process of swiftly cutting through the air, it seemed to sweep towards Hisoka like lightning.

"What is this..."

In the spectator stands, Maboroshi saw the sword aura appearing on the stage, and her beautiful eyes couldn't help but widen slightly, feeling a hint of astonishment in her heart.

How could this ability be so similar to her father's Nen?

On the stage.

The speed of the sword aura was fast, but obviously not to the point where Hisoka couldn't catch it.

When he saw the sharp sword aura approaching, Hisoka's pupils slightly contracted, and his left hand immediately held up a playing card. With both hands holding two playing cards tightly, he met the sword aura head-on.

Boom!!

The crescent-shaped sword aura and the two playing cards, which were almost stuck together, collided fiercely.

Both playing cards were wrapped in Nen applied by Hisoka using "Bungee Gum".

However, compared to the Nen wrapped around the playing cards, Bailang's sword aura was clearly superior.

In the brief collision, the two playing cards were quickly torn apart by the sword aura, turning into flying fragments.

With a swift step on the ground, creating a concave pit, Hisoka quickly retreated at a rapid speed when the playing cards were torn apart, while at the same time, he spread his arms wide to both sides.

The sword aura, after tearing apart the playing cards, continued to slash towards the retreating Hisoka with unabated force, and its speed was even faster than Hisoka's retreat.

However, just as the sword aura was about to reach Hisoka's chest, suddenly, it seemed as if the sword aura had fallen into a quagmire, and its speed suddenly slowed down significantly.

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