Creating gods in the Hunter x Hunter world

The second method is to have someone forcibly open the urethra; if this cannot be controlled, death is certain.

This one is simpler, but you have to find someone strong, like Hisoka.

Hmm? Why did I think of that dangerous fruit farmer? That's too dangerous. No, no, I should find a hunter like Yun Gu if I get the chance. After all, that's more professional.

There are also special cases, like those with melodies, where someone gains Nen abilities after listening to a demon's melody.

This was not within Fu Long's consideration either; the cost would be too high.

Who to look for?

Just as he was lost in thought, a voice came over the loudspeaker, telling him to go to the arena to fight. Fu Long immediately got up, deciding to put everything else aside for now and wait until he reached the hundredth floor where there was a rest room before thinking about anything else. It would be pointless to say anything now.

With my familiarity with the system, I'll always find a way if I get the chance. If all else fails, being an ordinary person is fine too.

This world is quite friendly to ordinary people, as long as you don't do anything reckless, like those two who insisted on going to the Zoldyck family and using the key to open the door and enter.

"Bang." Another blow. Looking at his opponent who was sent flying, Fu Long shook his head. What a pity. Below the 200th floor, I am invincible.

A month passed in the blink of an eye, and Fu Long had already reached the 150th floor.

With his own rest room, Fu Long would set aside some time each day for meditation in addition to his regular physical exercise, hoping to find some feeling for his Nen abilities.

Unfortunately, a month has passed, and not a single one of the so-called micropores has been found.

Fu Long sighed: "Damn it, this is indeed different from cultivating immortality. It's neither about acupoints nor about moving through the dantian."

Fu Long now has a lot of money, and he's even considering whether he should use it to start a small business if he still can't learn to read.

After all, Sky Arena pays quite a bit, so becoming rich shouldn't be a problem.

But I'm not willing to accept it.

Moreover, the slot machine has been completely unresponsive since it turned gray last time, and I have no idea how to use it.

"Fu Long, your match will begin in fifteen minutes."

Upon reaching the 150th floor, a special announcement was made. Fu Long stood up, tidied himself up, and headed towards the arena area.

The atmosphere in the stadium was already heating up; the commentators were already shouting loudly even before the players had stepped onto the field.

"Today's match features Fu Long, a powerful attacker who has reached the 150th floor with a single push over the past month, and Xia Liu Kruchi, who has never lost a match thanks to his boxing skills. Both are undefeated, and this will be a fierce battle between dragons and tigers. Everyone, please pick up your betting devices and place your bets."

The numbers on the big screen kept fluctuating, and when they finally stopped, Fu Long was slightly behind in the odds.

Fu Long's eyebrows twitched a few times; this scene seemed somewhat familiar, but he was now indifferent to it.

After all, we've been playing here for so long, we're already very familiar with the rules.

Looking at his opponent, Fu Long felt a glimmer of hope.

The opponent looked to be about 1.7 meters tall, not very tall, but very strong.

He was dressed in martial arts attire, clearly a trained practitioner. He didn't look fierce at all; he was quite upright and had a straight posture.

Although he didn't recognize the man, he exuded an aura that instilled fear in Fu Long.

It was Nen. Fu Long realized immediately that although the person in front of him was not using his full strength, he must have already developed Nen ability.

Moreover, he was a novice. At least his opponent's strength was not perfect, and he had no way to hide his power. He was not even as good as Ji-hee later on.

This is an opportunity, Fu Long thought to himself. Perhaps close contact would allow him to better understand what "thought" means.

The two went on stage, and the referee briefly explained the rules. In fact, Fu Long had heard these rules countless times before.

At the sound of the starting signal, the crowd below the field erupted in fervor.

Krugs took a stance, seemingly intending to decide the outcome with a boxing match.

Fu Long is the same, but Fu Long's thoughts are more complicated. Otherwise, should we test the waters first?

Once the idea came to mind, it was unstoppable.

Fu Long took a deep breath, suddenly launched an attack, quickly approached his opponent, and pushed him with a palm.

The blow was powerful; Fu Long had used all his strength.

In previous matches, he simply couldn't use his full strength, since his opponents were too weak. If he were to strike with all his might, he might just kill them, which wouldn't look good.

But the person in front of me, Krug, is different. He is a Nen user. I don't know which type he is, but even if he is weak, he should be able to block my push.

Sure enough, just as the palm strike was about to hit the opponent, Krughurst blocked it with both arms in front of him.

With a loud "boom," their palms collided, producing a crisp sound. Krugki was clearly no match for Fu Long in strength, and his body flew backward. However, he adjusted himself in mid-air, flipped over, and landed steadily. But after his feet landed, he slid backward a few meters before stopping.

"Fu Long has attacked, sending Krugs flying with a single punch, but it doesn't seem to have had much of an impact." The commentator's voice sounded a bit noisy to Fu Long.

Having succeeded in one move, now was the time to attack. Fu Long charged forward again, this time using a set of basic fist techniques to strike head-on.

On the 150th floor, this was the first time he had used a punch.

Krugki met him head-on, hooking Fu Long's arm with his left hand while aiming his right fist at Fu Long's stomach.

Both of them were incredibly fast, and Fu Long's reaction was equally quick, as he used his arm to cover his stomach.

This time, the two collided, and Krugki was sent flying again, or rather, he was sent flying by Fu Long's force.

Fu Long, however, was clutching his stomach. A small portion of the force from that punch had actually traveled through his arm and landed on his stomach.

It hurt a lot. Although it didn't cause any major damage, Fu Long could feel that the attack of Nian was indeed different from pure strength.

"Clean Hit. Krugs scores a point."

Thunder rumbled all around; this was the first point in the battle so far.

Fu Long couldn't help but sigh. The referees at the Sky Arena were truly sharp-eyed. In this move, he had indeed lost a step.

However, Fu Long smiled, because that punch made him feel as if something inside his body had loosened.

Chapter 3 Reading

This month of meditation hasn't been entirely without its benefits.

In fact, Fu Long just went in the wrong direction.

Having come to the world of Hunter x Hunter, you naturally have to use the rules and system of this world. You're trying to find the dantian acupoint? Isn't that a joke?

Instead, through contact with Nen users, Fu Long found the so-called seminal vesicles, and there were already signs that they were opening.

However, we are still fighting now, so there is no rush. After the pores are opened, we need to retain the thoughts that come out of the body and then increase them through continuous cultivation.

Otherwise, you will die from overdrawing your body's energy, just like from excessive blood loss.

Therefore, battle is the most difficult time to control, so it's best to resolve the battle first, regardless of victory or defeat.

Once he got a feel for it, Fu Long no longer cared too much about winning or losing here, but he still had to have a good match. Fighting against Nen users was something he had to go through.

Now that there's finally a newbie here, I need to seize the opportunity, otherwise if I encounter a master, I'll probably suffer a terrible fate.

Thinking of this, Fu Long's muscles tensed up. Judging from the punch the opponent had just delivered, he was a Nen user with the ability to emit energy.

An impatient and careless person, well, judging from their appearance, they do seem quite like that.

The opponent's Nen ability is currently insufficient. Once the Nen ability leaves the body, the damage it causes to the stomach is about the same as being hit by a super heavy punch.

So once you've tensed your muscles, defense is no problem; what follows is endless offensive pressure.

Even if he doesn't give you a chance, Fu Long doesn't think he'll lose in a fight based solely on physical strength.

"rush."

Fu Long leaped forward this time, and Kluge grinned, clearly having his own methods for dealing with this kind of reckless, charging opponent.

Seeing Fu Long's fist coming, he immediately used a hook hand to deflect Fu Long's fist, while simultaneously throwing a right punch at Fu Long's chest, intending to force Fu Long to defend.

However, just as his left hand hooked onto Fu Long's fist, Fu Long laughed.

Krugki was startled when he saw Fu Long's smile. He had fallen for the trap.

It was too late. Fu Long had no chance to defend against the punch aimed at his chest. His right hand moved like lightning, quickly grabbing his opponent's hook wrist and holding on tightly.

Bang! Krug's fist landed on Fu Long's chest. Fu Long felt a tightness in his chest; after all, it was a heavy punch.

"Clean Hit, Krugs gets a point."

At 2-0, Krugs seemed to have the upper hand, but in reality, Krugs knew that he had been outmaneuvered by Fu Long.

The Emission type is strong in ranged attacks, and it's not weak in melee combat either, because the Emission type also relies heavily on buffs and skillful maneuvering.

If Krugki were a well-trained Nen user, Fu Long wouldn't have dared to approach him like this.

Fortunately, this is just a beginner; his physical strength still needs improvement.

"Got you? Now it's my turn." Fu Long chuckled, then unleashed a barrage of punches with his left fist, ignoring all techniques, raining blows down on his opponent.

Krugs tried his best to defend at first, but as he took more and more punches, his defense weakened.

"Critical Hit...Clean Hit..."

Perhaps to protect the competitors, the referee's rulings could be clearly heard amidst Fu Long's continuous punches.

Moreover, it was fast and frequent, and in no time, Fu Long accumulated ten points and won.

Fu Long then released Krugki, wondering if he was the first person to defeat a Devil Fruit user without any Nen abilities.

Well, that's not quite right. After all, in the later stages, many of the Chimera Ants didn't have Nen abilities, yet they were able to defeat Devil Fruit users.

Of course, their opponents, namely newcomers like Bokoo, lack sufficient big data and therefore cannot be considered significant.

Of course, the one who defeated the newbie Burrow was still a monster.

Hmm, wait a minute, Fu Long realized, why does it feel like they're cursing him?

Hurry up and get out of here. Go back and work on your Nen abilities... no, I mean train them. Try to develop them as soon as possible.

With this mindset, Fu Long accepted the referee's certificate to continue advancing to the 160th floor and set off towards it.

Upon returning to the lounge, Fu Long immediately sat down cross-legged, but after thinking for a moment, he stood up again.

This is because they've gotten used to cultivating immortality. When Gon and Killua were cultivating before, they didn't stand with their five hearts facing the sky; they just stood there calmly.

A relaxed standing posture seems to make it easier to activate mental power.

Close your eyes and feel something constantly impacting the pores inside your body.

He didn't know how much time had passed when Fu Long suddenly felt a jolt in his body.