Six-Eyed Sukuna, starting from Hunter x Hunter

Chapter 57 An Unbreakable Defense (?)

The Priestess card has a mana regeneration effect, so Su Wu is not worried that Maro will have any problems because of it.

Once the other person wakes up from their sleep, they'll probably be recovered.

As for now...

Su Wu glanced down at Maro lying on the cold ground, bent down, grabbed him by the back of his collar, dragged him to a corner, and sat against the wall to continue sleeping.

It's easy to block other people's way if you just lie on the ground, it's better to do it in a corner.

As for sending the other person back to their room? Su Wu wasn't in the mood for that.

A staff member from Sky Arena ran over, looking at him warily, but still asking politely:

"Excuse me, what happened?"

He seemed to think that the fallen Maro had been killed by the white-haired boy in front of him.

Such incidents have happened before, and in some horrific scenes, their staff are responsible for cleaning up.

"He's fainted, let's take him back to his room," Su Wu said casually.

Perfect timing! They practically delivered themselves to our doorstep to be our laborers.

"Huh?" The staff looked at Su Wu who had left, then at the fainting blond figure, and finally decided to take care of the person who stayed behind first.

The Queen and Priest cards were fully utilized, and the Chariot card wasn't wasted either, at least proving its future viability.

"Starting tomorrow, all the contestants should be Nen users." He muttered to himself as he turned and left, leaving Maro behind.

"While his life energy is decent, it's not particularly strong. He's probably not even as strong as Hisoka."

"Hiso's record seems to be 8 wins and 3 losses in 11 matches? All three losses were by default, meaning he didn't participate in any matches after the 90-day deadline, hence the defeats. Is this guy that busy? Is he running around the world looking for opponents?"

"According to the rule that you need to win ten games to become a floor master, Hisoka isn't a floor master yet."

"I wonder how strong the poster is..." Su Wu walked slowly, as if taking a stroll, deliberately making pattering footsteps, as if trying to attract attention.

How about trying out the role of a thread admin?

Then, if you ever see Hisoka, you can mock him mercilessly—"You're not even the leader of the Heavens Arena? You should leave; you're a useless adult."

"Pfft, hahaha—"

No way, just thinking about it makes me think it would be so much fun. Would Hisoka turn into a statue like in the anime or show his beady eyes and chubby face like in the movies?

Su Wu bent over, clutching her stomach, laughing so hard she was shaking.

He completely ignored the stares from those around him.

He went straight to the room, closed the door, and shut out all the meaningful glances.

The next morning, Maro stiffly got out of bed in his room, touching the back of his head to recall the memories before he lost consciousness.

He seemed to have failed yesterday!

Maro's face went blank for a moment.

He failed to materialize the vehicle the adults wanted!

But he collapsed on the road yesterday, and when he woke up, he was in his room...

The adults must be worried that he'll get stepped on while lying on the road! They're concerned about him!

He disappointed the adults...

Thinking of this, Maro painfully hugged the wall and banged his head against it.

He's so useless!

……

"Next up is something to look forward to: the showdown between Hill, a super rookie, and Bowie in the 220th floor arena."

"Hill is making her first appearance in the Sky Arena, and she's already reached the Supernova level above 200 on her first try!"

"And his opponent is Bowie, who has already won two matches!"

The host loudly introduced the two main characters of the next match.

The arena, with its two hundred-plus levels, occupies a vast area, can accommodate tens of thousands of spectators, and is decorated in a more sophisticated manner than the lower levels, with materials that are clearly more... robust.

The fat man, who looked like a mountain of flesh, was already standing on the ring, and the two men who had been with him yesterday were sitting in the innermost seats of the audience.

However, their opponent on the other side has yet to appear.

Boos erupted from the audience.

"You brat, are you scared now?"

"Are you too scared to come?"

"He ran home to his mom, huh? Hahaha."

"If you don't come now, you can get a refund!"

This situation forced the female host to step in and maintain order.

"Our player Hill hasn't arrived at the venue yet. There are still ten minutes until the match. Will he show up for the game?!"

"Or is he afraid to fight Bowie, so he's choosing to avoid it?! Let's wait and see!"

"Of course, refunds are not possible," the female host said with a smile, wiping away her sweat.

Su Wu slept until ten minutes before the start of the match before opening her eyes, and slowly washed up and changed her clothes.

Following the timeline, and with the host's countdown, they stepped onto the stage.

"Our Hill has appeared! He's in the ring right on time!" The host rambled on for a while, and finally, another wrestler appeared, and his heart finally settled back down.

"Without further ado, let the competition officially begin!" she announced loudly, unable to wait any longer.

The audience in the stands, who had previously been sighing, were now excitedly yelling and shouting, as if they themselves were about to engage in battle.

"Kill! Kill! Kill him! Bowie!"

"Defeat that fat bastard! You rookie brat!"

The cheers were divided into two camps, each hoping the other would be beaten down or even killed on the spot.

It's obvious they must have staked a lot of money on it.

Su Wu looked at the fat man opposite her. Because of the excessive fat on his face, his features were squeezed together, making it impossible to discern his expression.

"Aren't you going to attack me?" Bowie's tone was full of anticipation, as if he really wanted to be attacked.

Haha, kid, you'll feel hopeless if you attack me.

Everyone who attacks me will eventually meet a desperate end.

It's a bit odd.

What kind of Nen ability does this guy have? I'm a little curious.

A thin layer of green energy emerged and enveloped the other person's entire body.

"Are you a masochist?" The white-haired boy stood still, his index finger hanging by his side making a slight slash.

The invisible strike landed on the green thought, but was deflected.

Ah, after all, it's just a slash with 30% power at a 30% compatibility level...

But how come a slash that can injure Hisoka can't injure the opponent?

This guy's defense is definitely much stronger than Hisoka's.

A type that specializes in defense? That's interesting.

With that thought in mind, he flashed behind the other person and punched him in the back of the head.

But Bowie just shook his head, and there was nothing wrong with him.

Yes, the energy on his body is very even, and the level of defense is the same; there are no weak points in his defense.

But to obtain such defense, something must be required, right?

Is this guy just standing there without attacking because he's too big and his movements are restricted?

To onlookers, the boy's posture of standing there in deep thought clearly indicated that he had run out of ideas.

"Hahahahahahahaha—" Bowie laughed wildly, clutching his bloated belly.

Bring it on, kid, you can't break through my defenses.

My defense is the strongest!

"Does your ability have any other uses?" the white-haired, blue-eyed boy suddenly asked, staring at Bowie.

What is this kid saying?

Who would tell others about their abilities for no reason?

"Guess? I'm not going to tell you my abilities." In his mind, Bowie already considered the boy opposite him to be a kid who had some strength but some mental issues.

Does this kid still think he can finish the match with just his fists, like he did with opponents below the 200th floor?

Not saying anything? That's not entirely unexpected.

There's no such thing as revealing a spell's formula to enhance its effects in the Hunter world.

but--

"Then I'll force you to use it." The white-haired boy's lips curled up, and a black-blue power covered his arm.

(End of this chapter)