Hunter x Hunter: Infinite Growth.

Moreover, when faced with attacks, he neither dodges nor gets injured. It often happens that even if he loses the match, he only gets a little dusty, while his victorious opponent is beaten black and blue after taking just a few blows.

Initially, this situation often drew criticism from Kevin because it caused many gamblers to lose all the money in their pockets.

The conversations among the spectators in the stands did not affect the start of the battle below at all.

Kevin stood on the arena, looking relaxed and at ease, his gaze fixed on his opponent.

He was a middle-aged man with black hair, dressed in a robe similar to those worn by ethnic minorities, embroidered with patterns that were difficult to decipher. He held a weapon in his hand, which at first glance appeared to be just an ordinary wooden stick.

It was clear that the opponent was just an ordinary martial artist, whose aura dissipated naturally like that of an ordinary person.

Kevin raised his hand and simply beckoned, signaling to his opponent to attack.

The opponent remained calm and charged towards Kevin without uttering a sound. His speed was explosive.

"As expected, the competition above the 150th floor is different." Kevin was somewhat satisfied. He casually raised his arm and easily blocked the wooden stick that was being swung at him. Immediately afterward, he raised his right leg and blocked the enemy's follow-up whip kick.

Mito's attacks combined speed and power, and the onslaught was as fierce as a storm, sweeping towards Kevin wave after wave.

It's very skillful; each attack seems random, but they are all interconnected and interwoven.

However, Kevin steadily blocked every single one of his attacks.

Suddenly, the wooden stick abruptly changed trajectory during the attack, forcibly transforming from a swing into a thrust, cleverly passing through the gap in Kevin's defense and forcefully striking his chest.

"Effective attack!"

With the commentator's announcement, the score was 0:1.

If a normal martial artist were hit by such a blow, they would probably have difficulty breathing on the spot and lose the ability to continue fighting.

The opponent will then seize this opportunity to knock out their opponent with a single blow.

But Kevin remained unmoved. He reached out and touched the spot where he had been attacked, then looked at Mito, who had quickly distanced himself after the attack failed to achieve its intended effect.

“Great technique. Normally, I would definitely have a good spar with you and lose. But this time I don’t want to waste time losing,” Kevin said with a smile, waving at his opponent.

His words and arrogant demeanor clearly enraged Mito.

This was the first time he had encountered such a formidable opponent.

"Hmm?" Kevin sensed that something was wrong.

He noticed that the opponent's aura had suddenly intensified, as if the energy emanating from his body had suddenly surged. But logically, Mito shouldn't have mastered energy yet.

With a tight grip on the wooden stick, Mito's speed nearly doubled in an instant, and he charged towards Kevin once again.

"Look, Mito is enraged!"

This is why he is called "Rage Strike".

Kevin reached out to block the wooden stick and immediately felt a sharp pain, indicating that the opponent's strength had increased significantly.

Kevin realized that to win this game, he could no longer simply passively take the beating as usual.

Amidst the relentless barrage of attacks, Kevin's body moved. As if by reflex, he skillfully slipped through the gaps in the attacks and landed a precise punch to his opponent's stomach.

Although this punch did not utilize any internal energy, Kevin's own strength should not be underestimated.

"boom!"

With a deafening crash, Mito was struck hard and sent flying backward. The blow contorted his face in agony, his mouth gaping open as he vomited the liquid he had been swallowing. He slammed heavily to the ground, sliding all the way to the edge of the arena.

"Oh my god! Kevin has rarely taken the initiative to attack! What a powerful blow! Mido is lying on the ground, could this be a knockout?"

Upon seeing this, the referee immediately ran to Mido's side and began counting down to see if he could still stand up.

Kevin stood quietly in place, looking at his fist, his brows slightly furrowed, as if he were pondering something.

Just as he punched his opponent, he felt a kind of longing, an extremely subtle longing, on the same level as the longing he felt when he came into contact with the special opal.

He realized that the other party possessed valuable [materials].

This was truly an unexpected turn of events, completely beyond his expectations.

Just then, Mito stirred and struggled to his feet.

"Oh! Mido has stood up. Does he want to continue fighting?"

"Hang in there!"

"Hit him, but make sure he doesn't fall down!"

"I'm betting everything on you to win, so show some spirit!"

Shouts and cheers rose and fell from the stands.

However, Mido, who had stood up, clutched his stomach with one hand, his face full of pain. He looked at Kevin, who was standing still, and slowly raised his hand.

"I concede defeat."

He knew in his heart that he was no match for Kevin; his attacks were as powerless as children playing around. And Kevin's attacks were simply too much for him to bear.

"Battle over! The victor is..."

The entire stadium erupted in enthusiastic cheers.

"Haha, I knew it! I had already done my research. Kevin definitely didn't want to lose and have to fight his way back up. He definitely chose to win!"

"Why didn't you say so sooner? You bastard!"

Two gamblers who had placed bets on different players got so excited in the stands that they started wrestling with each other.

In the lounge, little Qi excitedly raised his hands and cheered.

After the cheers subsided, he was filled with doubt: "Is his body as hard as steel?" He simply couldn't understand Kevin's behavior.

In the arena, Kevin glanced at Mito being carried away on a stretcher, then quickly left the arena.

It was nearing nightfall.

Mito rubbed his still somewhat aching stomach as he walked out of the infirmary.

He knew in his heart that his opponent had held back; although Kevin's punch had rendered him unable to fight, it had fortunately not caused him too much damage.

"That young man is a monster, his body is as hard as metal," Mido couldn't help but mutter under his breath.

"Are you talking about me?" Kevin's voice suddenly came from the doorway.

The sudden noise startled Mido. But he quickly recovered and asked, "What are you doing here? Is something wrong?"

He didn't feel that Kevin had come to humiliate him.

"Um, is now a good time to talk?"

Chapter Twenty-Five: Transaction X Flower Fragment

A barbecue restaurant not far from Sky Arena.

On the table was a mountain of grilled skewers and several bottles of beer.

He had been thinking about what Kevin wanted to talk to him about all along, and when Mito saw this scene, he couldn't hold back anymore.

Kevin walked over and sat down on the stool next to him, gesturing for him to sit down.

"Sit down, don't be shy."

"This isn't a matter of being polite, is it?"

Mido walked over, sat down, and complained.

The skewers here are piled up like mountains of meat.

He never thought he had such a large appetite; if it weren't for him, all those skewers would have ended up in the other person's mouth.

Can he eat that much?

Adhering to the logic of eating more, exercising more, and growing longer.

Mito felt that he had finally discovered the reason why the other party's physique was so strong.

If he can actually finish eating and digesting it.

"Before we eat, tell me why you called me here. I don't think I've seen you before this competition."

When things aren't going well, I'm not in the mood to eat.

Kevin tore into the meat skewers and swallowed the food in his mouth.

"Don't worry, it's just a very ordinary thing."

Without hiding anything, Kevin said directly, "During the battle earlier, I noticed something on you... um, a medicinal herb?"

"Medicinal herbs? On my person?"

He had made many guesses about why Kevin had come to see him, but what Kevin said was something he hadn't expected.

Mito pointed to himself, then shook his head: "When I fought you, I wasn't injured, so I didn't need any medicine."

Apart from this stick and the clothes I'm wearing, I have nothing else on me.

That's why Kevin brought the other party over.

There is always a simple body search during combat to prevent either side from concealing any weapons that are outside the rules.

In non-Nen combat, firearms are extremely dangerous.