I'm extremely interested in Nen abilities.

Gail was equally surprised.

The Hunter Association's twelve branches were initially formed because Chairman Netero selected twelve people to keep him company and relieve his boredom. Gal and Beyo were both members of the twelve branches, and they often sparred with Chairman Netero as his sparring partners—which is why they were particularly surprised that Jingyang had dodged the palm strike just now.

This wasn't Chairman Netero's most serious or strongest palm strike, but even if all the martial artists on the summit of Sensui Mountain were tied together, they might not be able to dodge it.

But Jingyang avoided it.

Moreover, judging from his appearance, he was completely unharmed.

This proves that he wasn't just dodging randomly, but rather that he accurately predicted the trajectory of Chairman Netero's palm strike and dodged in a direction where he wouldn't be accidentally hit.

Although he looked disheveled, anyone who knew Netero's strength would be impressed by what Jingyang had done.

Jingyang is now looking at himself with new respect.

He truly hadn't expected that his self-developed "Meteor Like the Wind" would be so effective.

To be honest, he really didn't have time to react when Netero slapped him.

Whether he reacted or not, Netero's palm strike came hurtling towards him head-on—the palm shadow entered Jing Yang's eyes, and the image signal transformed into a nerve signal that flowed through his brain. The star on the back of his neck received the signal, and the instinct to avoid danger, "Meteor Like the Wind," was immediately activated, thus initiating its operation.

Everything happens in a flash of lightning.

Jingyang's conscious mind didn't react in time, but his self-controlled Nen ability helped him make the most instinctive, correct, and timely response.

“That’s interesting.” Netero lowered his hand and looked at Jingyang.

Jingyang swallowed.

He had a feeling that the old man was really getting serious.

Don't think of Netero as some emotionless old man, a saint detached from worldly affairs.

That's because during the decades or centuries that he was invincible, no one could force him to reveal his true feelings.

In the manga, Netero was extremely annoyed by the Chimera Ant King's repeated disregard for his challenge.

Netero was a warrior who craved an evenly matched opponent, but he was simply too strong. At some point, it became a situation where his opponents would weep and groan, surrendering and submitting before he even exerted himself, leaving Netero no choice but to extend his hand and accept their defeat. Netero's true character and temperament had long been obscured by his long life of invincibility, and few people could bring out his true nature.

This is also why Netero formed the Hunter's Twelve and found twelve high-level companions.

A truly skilled opponent can naturally force him to unleash his true—well, a portion—strength. Even if he can't unleash his full power, at least he can get some exercise.

Jingyang is still a long way from having the strength to make Netero stretch his muscles...

However, the fact that she was able to proactively and promptly dodge Netero's palm strike had truly caught Netero's attention.

Jingyang said, "The most interesting part is yet to come."

He pointed at Niterói.

Behind Netero, an eight-armed black shadow appeared, clinging to his body like armor. A helmet-like, grotesque head split open its fanged maw and lunged at Netero's head.

"I see. How much air does it absorb?"

Netero appeared unperturbed and did not try to dodge the 'Reflection' ability, allowing it to attach itself to him and extract his Nen.

Based on his experience, since the conditions for this parasitic spirit beast's ability have been met—by consuming a drop of his blood—it would be very difficult to truly prevent it from activating its ability once the conditions were met.

Conditional Nen abilities are often like this.

The best way to deal with this type of ability is to avoid the conditions that must be met for it to work.

The risks and rewards of Nen abilities are intertwined; the more difficult the conditions, the greater their power.

Just now, I only lost a drop of blood to this beast. The conditions were too simple, so the result would certainly not be fatal.

Sure enough, Jingyang replied, "The first drop of blood will consume one of your manifested mental energy."

“Oh~” Netero stroked his beard, the eight-armed black shadow still clinging to his body.

Why haven't you finished inhaling yet?

Jing Yang was extremely surprised. It was clear that his Nen was only about one-tenth of the total Nen. Even if Netero had a large Nen, at most it would only be a few hundred thousand!

Tens of thousands of manifest thoughts, although a lot, shouldn't be enough to inhale for this long, right?

Watching the 'reflection' Nen beast finally disappear from Netero's body, Jing Yang couldn't help but think to himself, "Damn, before, when he absorbed Kurapika's energy, a thousand or two thousand units were gone in a flash, like Pigsy eating a ginseng fruit. But now, absorbing Netero's energy is like Sun Wukong eating Laozi's elixir, dragging on and on."

"It's because Netero's total mental capacity is far too much..."

"Or is it that Netero's manifest power has already surpassed the limits of ordinary people, far exceeding one-tenth?"

"Alright, in that case, round one is over."

Netero cracked his neck, making a series of snapping sounds. The old man smiled slightly and beckoned to Jingyang, "Now, shall we begin the second round?"

A layer of spiritual energy slowly enveloped Netero's body.

'Entangle'!

Netero clearly wouldn't give Jingyang a second chance to obtain his second drop of blood and allow the 'Reflection' Nen Beast's ability to enter the second stage.

Jingyang adjusted his mindset and charged forward.

Not long after, he was thrown off the field, his face bruised and swollen...

Netero clapped his hands and said with a smile, "Not bad, let's continue tomorrow."

……

With the help of the starred badge, Jingyang recovered quickly from this minor injury.

The other martial artists mostly left with limps... Fortunately, they were all Nen users, and they returned to their rooms to use the "Zetsu" method to speed up their recovery. They should be almost fully recovered by tomorrow morning, so it wouldn't affect the competition in the remaining two or three days.

This is a chance to spar with Netero in person; any martial artist would be willing to crawl onto the stage to participate.

In the hotel room, Hart went to the restaurant and brought back a bunch of food. Senior Brother Yun Gu, Jing Yang, and Xiao Di were chatting in the room.

Yun Gu rubbed the bruises on his face and body. As an enhancement type, his recovery ability was better than other types, but looking at Jing Yang who was completely unharmed, he couldn't help but be speechless.

Which of us is the Enhancer type?

He admired Jingyang's performance in his match against Chairman Netero.

In fact, Jingyang's fighting style had always been like this back in the Sky Arena, and Yun Gu was not unfamiliar with it.

Who would have thought that this guy could "bully" those mixed-race fighters in the Sky Arena with such ease and agility? And that was Chairman Netero! How could Jingyang still fight so skillfully? Even more outrageous, this guy actually dodged Chairman Netero's serious palm strike…

Yun Gu stood on the sidelines, observing intently with his "Concentration" skill, but he still couldn't clearly see the afterimage of the guild leader's move.

He admired Jingyang, and Jingyang admired him in return.

Only the family knows its own affairs.

Jingyang's basic skills appeared smooth and effortless, with subtle transitions between moves, thanks to the aid of his manipulative "Meteor Like the Wind" Nen ability.

This is equivalent to having a built-in AI to assist in combat. How can people like Yun Gu compare to him?

When it comes to real skills, Yun Gu is more impressive and is someone Jing Yang should learn from.

Of course, "Meteor Like the Wind" was originally part of his ability, and Jingyang wasn't so pedantic as to think that using an ability as an aid didn't count as real skill... But if he were to fall into a situation where his Nen ability was restricted and he couldn't use "Meteor Like the Wind," then he would have to rely on brute force. At that time, his ability to switch between "hard" and "flowing" techniques, and even the transitions between offense and defense, would no longer be at the same high level.

In the world of Nen, anything is possible; that's why it's necessary to consider all sorts of situations and devise countermeasures.

They exchanged experiences fighting Netero and Nen abilities. Hart listened with great interest, while Shizuku ate quietly beside them.

Little Drop did not participate in the daily sparring with Netero.

Netero felt too dangerous to her, and she was unwilling to easily confront someone who was practically a monster.

Jingyang could employ that kind of "hard" tactic, precisely targeting the old man so that he wouldn't injure the rest of his almost "absolute" body—Xiaodi couldn't.

Facing such a monster, once you step onto the stage, your life or death is no longer in your own hands... Xiao Di is not afraid of death, but she doesn't like it either.

Moreover, Jingyang would compete against Netero in the morning, while Xiaodi would compete against Jingyang in the afternoon or evening, so she felt the results would be about the same.

……

Inside the room, Jingyang and Xiaodi were sparring.

Jingyang did not use "Meteor Like the Wind". The energy on his body surface continued to flow and condensed into clusters at various points on his fists and feet.

Even when the two were sparring, their punches and kicks were quite fast, almost like a real fight.

If the opponent is caught off guard and the flow of qi on the body's surface is slowed down, they will inevitably be injured if they fail to defend against the opponent's attack that condenses a large amount of qi.

In terms of cultivation and sparring alone, their intensity is far too high.

However, both of them were protected by star marks, and relying on their near-immortality, they had no worries at all.

Not long after, the two lay on the floor, head to head, panting heavily. Blood was splattered on the carpet, sofa, ceiling, and many other places.

Jingyang's leg was broken, and Xiaodi's arm was fractured. The injuries were of different degrees, but their recovery speed was visible to the naked eye.

Fortunately, Jingyang transferred the parasitic Nen beast to Yan Que's body, otherwise, if Xiao Di had beaten herself up like this, and there was blood all over the floor and ceiling... the ability of 'Reflection' would probably have been activated several times. Xiao Di would have had half of her life drained, let alone Nen.

The little gray bird stepped on the swaying ceiling chandelier, and the 'reflection' spirit beast lurking on it slowly emerged and transferred back to Jingyang.

Jingyang and Xiaodi's physical injuries had healed, and he was exhausted, so he brought the 'Reflection' back.

Although it couldn't actively control this Nen beast, it had the instinct to protect its master automatically. Moreover, having already made a fortune off Netero that morning, it automatically released Nen energy into Jingyang to accelerate his recovery.

Logically speaking, different people's temperament originates from their different life essences and should be different; this is the principle behind what is called temperament.

However, the Nen energy absorbed by the 'Reflection' seems to have been transformed into the purest form of energy.

Although Qi is also called life energy, based on Jing Yang's personal experience, this level of Qi can only be described as life energy. It is still far from the death Qi in his heart, which is directly related to vitality...

After a moment of random thoughts, Jing Yang looked at the eight-armed black shadow beast and wanted to ask how much of Netero's breath was left.

Unfortunately, although this thing possesses a certain level of intelligence, it lacks the wisdom to communicate. As a parasitic spirit beast, it is not under Jing Yang's direct control.

In order to extract its value, Jing Yang flipped over and jumped up, releasing a large amount of spiritual energy from his body. He skillfully maintained and bound this energy, thus forming a firm foundation.

Jingyang was cultivating, while Xiaodi rested for a while before materializing a vacuum cleaner. She used the "Bulging-Eyed Fish" to suck up all of her and Jingyang's blood from the floor and ceiling. In the blink of an eye, everything was brand new and clean.

The remaining two or three days at Xianshui Mountain were spent like this.

Jingyang has no artistic talent, so he was too lazy to go to the exhibition in the front mountain to join the fun.

Every morning, I'd go to the training ground and have a match with Netero. Getting beaten up by the world's strongest martial artist in exchange for a valuable lesson is definitely worth it.

In the blink of an eye, the Xianshui Mountain Art Exhibition came to an end, and it was time for Jingyang and his group to leave.

Kurapika had already sent over the information he had asked Jingyang and the other person to investigate regarding the Scarlet Eyes user.