Becoming the Supreme Will starting from Hunter x Hunter

However, as he touched the woman's face, a sharp, cold glint flashed past, stopping Long's attack and forcing him to change position and retreat.

Once it stopped, upon closer inspection, it turned out to be an adorable Barbie doll, holding a mini scissor in both hands, floating down from mid-air and seemingly landing slowly... constantly shaking the weapon, making a snip-snip sound.

Long raised his arm and saw that a piece of his sleeve had been cut off. Luckily, he reacted in time, otherwise... his wrist would have been hit.

"Aa ...

Seeing the confusion and discomfiture on Long's face, the woman bent over and laughed, "You're still too green. You wanted to catch me off guard? I've seen your match videos... You're strong, your physical abilities are amazing, but against my Nen ability, your advantages will vanish! No matter how fierce your burst of power, how terrifying your strength, or how fast your speed... it's impossible for you to touch me!"

With that, the woman twitched her finger slightly. "My children, help your mother kill him!"

After saying that, Barbie quickened her pace and stumbled as she approached Long.

"Even though their movements are so slow... they managed to attack me in that split second... And with my speed and presence, this woman definitely wouldn't have noticed... It's entirely these dolls reacting on their own, it's automated..."

Lonely thoughts raced through her mind.

He smiled.

Nen abilities are truly fascinating and incredibly profound…

swoosh swish...

Immediately afterward, before Oboro could launch a second attack, a group of dolls suddenly sprang up, their speed completely disproportionate to their sluggish walking posture.

The walls in the alley were struck by blurry shadows, instantly shattering and leaving behind pitted holes.

Each of these dolls has a different appearance and holds a different weapon... seemingly with different effects, roles, and functions.

Immediately, he saw Long begin to dodge and shift among the afterimages that flew towards him.

With his perception of Nen, it would be difficult for these materialized toys to harm him... However, there were too many dolls, and the space in the alley was very limited, so... Oboro was a little embarrassed.

Oboro tried several times to escape the Barbie dolls' encirclement and subdue the woman first, but failed each time.

During that time, he even rushed to within a meter of the woman, his fist almost feeling the residual heat of her body and her breath, but at the crucial moment, he was blocked by a doll that jumped up and held a comb.

The doll was sent flying by a punch, allowing the woman to regain her senses, and she was so frightened that her face changed drastically.

After running a distance, Guanlong was then entangled by a group of toys, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

The dolls' speed and attacks became even faster...

After a while, Oboro could no longer escape, and tears began to appear frequently on his suit.

But no bloodstains appeared... This was somewhat different from what the woman had expected.

The clothes were the only thing that was damaged.

"Even Nian's attacks can't cause any real damage?"

The woman began to panic, but forced herself to calm down.

As long as he's held back by her Barbie doll, sooner or later... the man...

Both will exhaust your physical strength.

Moreover, even if her dolls are hit or damaged, they will quickly recover.

This was precisely her original intention in developing this ability.

"Give up...you can't win. Just admit defeat and I'll give you a quick death so you don't suffer too much." The woman used words to try and break down Long's mental defenses.

It seemed that her words had a real effect, as the figure that had been dealing with the dolls suddenly stopped.

"Finally... unable to hold on any longer?!"

Upon seeing this, the woman's face lit up with joy, and she immediately blurted out what was on her mind.

But... her smile quickly froze on her face.

His expression was one of horror.

It was like seeing a ghost.

Long stood there nonchalantly, while bolts of light, transformed from Barbie dolls, rained down on the man's vital points—his chest, forehead, back of the head, and even his groin—like streaks of black silk.

Oboro just stood there... letting the dolls stab her body with their weapons.

The clanging sound kept going on and on, just like hitting a steel plate.

Not to mention the hair on his body, even his clothes were completely undamaged.

Compared to her previous predicament of awkwardly dodging and having her fabric cut to shreds, it was like heaven and earth.

"how so?!"

The woman was confused.

She couldn't understand.

Her dolls... were steadily gaining the upper hand and were about to kill the thug in the suit!

Why did my Nen ability suddenly stop working?

“You seem to have misunderstood… I just wanted to play around with you. You don’t really think you can kill me, do you?” Long smiled as he looked at her face. “To put it bluntly, I just wanted to see what you could do… and also to understand your abilities.”

"Your abilities... are not bad."

Oboro spoke in a teacher's tone: "When everyone develops their Nen abilities, it's tailored to their own characteristics and suitability... For example, your physical body has no combat power; you're completely incapable of close combat, and your Nen level is just so-so. So... you understand yourself very well. The reason these dolls of yours were manifested is to protect you... Therefore, protecting your safety is always their primary driving force. Any attack aimed at you can be blocked and countered; this is absolute and mandatory! No matter how fast the attack or how great the damage, their defense or counterattack is 100%... And the opposite of this 'guaranteed hit' effect is the price you have to pay..."

"First, their attack and defense are limited. Once the force or damage exceeds their tolerance, your ability becomes useless."

"Secondly, each of your dolls has a different role and function, forming a small, automated collaborative team... In other words, their appearance saves you the trouble of personally participating in battles, but it also limits the growth potential of your main body. This ability is too opportunistic... It has significant drawbacks. Obviously, you didn't think of this when you were developing it, and simply thought that you should do whatever was easiest."

"It's also possible that you're too weak... unable to develop this ability to its fullest or perfect level."

"Furthermore, you lack an understanding of the nature of Nen. The concept you've developed is good, but it's only one way to use Nen. There are many other techniques involved."

…You haven't studied it carefully at all.

As he spoke, Oboro strolled leisurely toward the woman.

The doll holding scissors flew over, and the tip of the blade seemed to pierce his eye socket.

A closer look reveals that the scissors... were blocked and isolated by the solidified psychic power within the Oboro's eyes.

“Look… this is one of the techniques of Nen. It’s not simply using Nen energy to wrap around a certain part of the body; it’s a more complex technique than ‘Entanglement’,” Oboro said gently, pointing to his eyes.

The woman's pupils dilated, and she backed away in terror...

She couldn't hear a word Long said; she just felt her hands and feet go numb.

“I can think of at least ten ways to break your ability… This is the simplest one.” As soon as he finished speaking, Oboro suddenly took off his suit jacket and covered the clothes with his Nen energy.

Then, like a large net, it pulled in and covered all ten or so Barbie dolls.

Then, the suit fabric instantly hardened, encasing the toy inside.

This resulted in more than ten dolls being unable to escape.

"Look."

Long picked up the trembling bag and grinned at the woman. “It’s best to control your own materialized ‘weapon’ so it’s not easy to take it away… You’ve chosen the worst way. Sometimes… the simpler the better. Losing a weapon can be fatal.”

"Of course, you can try to materialize them again... but... you need time, and even a one-second delay can determine your life or death."

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

The woman finally couldn't take it anymore, let out a scream, and turned to run away in a frenzy.

She was afraid... this fear was a physiological instinct originating from her very soul!

She had never encountered such a situation when fighting Nen users... From beginning to end... it actually only took a few minutes.

In such a short time, the man saw right through her.

This also illustrates that there is an unimaginable chasm between the two!

She...will die here!

Outside the alleyway... there's a bustling street with people coming and going, and sunlight streaming down from the sky... that's a woman's hope!

If she ran to a crowded place, perhaps... maybe... under the watchful eyes of everyone, the man would spare her life.

Killing someone in broad daylight on the street will still bring some trouble and concerns to Nen users.

Not to mention, Oboro is already a celebrity...

The woman's body remained leaning forward as she ran frantically.

Suddenly, a hot hand touched her cheek from behind, the fingers applying slight pressure to cover half of her face.

"Shh..."

Then, the man pressed close to her, his laughter echoing in her ear: "Don't run away... I haven't finished yet... I was just trying to teach you..."

"Woooooo~"

Between her fingers, tears welled up in the woman's eyes, filled with terror.

But her mouth was covered.

"Don't cry...don't be afraid, I won't hurt you...besides, you were the one who tried to kill me first..."

In the shadows of the alley, Oboro stood behind the woman, gently comforting her.

His tone was calm, but the fingers covering the woman's face were gradually tightening their grip.

The woman's skin and cheekbones began to deform, and her expression was one of great pain, yet she was unable to utter a single sound to call for help.

Her raised arm was only three or four meters from the street, her fingertips reaching out towards the sunlight and the figures passing by... hoping someone would notice the unusual situation.

But at this moment, those few meters are so... unattainable.

Despair... suffocating despair!

"Let's... have a proper talk."

Behind the woman, half of her face was visible. A smile played on his lips as he dragged her away and disappeared back into the darkness.

20. Being targeted

"Heh, everyone thought you were going to fall, but you bumped into that newbie..."

“Jinsha, teach him a lesson… Sky Arena has been heavily promoting that kid lately… Don’t embarrass us.”