From Hunter x Hunter to Supreme Will

These words brought Mondel back to normal temperature.

Immediately, Long turned on the system again, and sure enough, the originally gray panel lit up again.

"Let's go find the old man first..."

She smiled vaguely.

Regarding the matter of Aldama, Netero still owes him a request.

……

A few days later, Long, wearing a black suit and looking in good spirits, appeared at the gate of the association's headquarters.

Some hunters passing by saw him and started talking to each other in low voices...

Long is already famous in the association...at least everyone knows him and has heard some stories about him.

Others were curious because it was rumored that Long had been dismissed because of the mission entrusted by the association...but now it seems that this is not the case at all.

"congratulations…"

Just as Long was about to walk into the building, he saw a familiar face. He didn't know if this person was waiting for him here on purpose. It was really just a coincidence.

Pariston.

Pariston smiled brightly, "I never thought you could recover... When I first saw you injured, I thought..."

Before he could finish his words, Long simply ignored him and walked away.

I don't even want to listen...

Perhaps it was because he was injured so seriously that Pariston lost interest, otherwise, this guy might have done some tricks.

Long was very sure that this guy was paying attention to him.

Once again ignored...

Pariston's smile remained unchanged.

Watching Long's figure walk into the building.

Ten minutes later, Long arrived at the door of President Netero's office and knocked.

Biscuit is not in the association at the moment...

"Come in." The old man's voice was heard in the house.

Long pushed the door open and walked in.

At first glance, I saw the old man standing on a yoga mat, doing health exercises, some of which were quite difficult.

The TV hanging on the wall was playing the teaching scenes of a beautiful yoga teacher.

Long rudely picked up the remote control on the table and turned off the TV.

"Hahaha... little guy, you're so serious. You've recovered as you wished... shouldn't you be happy?" Netero was not angry and continued his stretching exercises.

"At the beginning, in addition to promising to make me stronger, you also said that you would fulfill a small request of mine, not too excessive. Remember..."

Netero nodded and said with a smile: "Using external energy to nourish the flesh and blood, since you know how to do it, there is no need for me to teach you..."

"I want you to be my sparring partner."

Long spoke directly.

"As expected, you can't stop talking about power... For you, power is everything... It's great to be young, full of energy!"

Netero seemed to have finally finished a full set of yoga. He exhaled and slowly stood up.

Wiping the non-existent sweat from his forehead, he calmly asked, "How long?"

"Half a year."

"Three months." The old man cut it in half.

"it is good."

Long did not hesitate.

He could see that Netero seemed to have guessed his coming and anticipated his intentions.

"It's rare that your awareness has increased... You wanted to avoid me before. You have to be prepared for these three months. I haven't trained the juniors for a long time, so I may not know how to control my strength." Netero said with a smile.

It’s just being played... just accept it!

Looking at the evil look on the old man's face, I felt certain.

Chapter 101 The Last Fight

boom!

The next day, a huge crash was heard among the mountains, raising dust.

Countless frightened birds scattered.

Long flew out like a bullet and was kicked away by Netero.

His body smashed the tree trunks one after another without stopping.

The terrifying thing was that he easily controlled his limbs with his body unbalanced in mid-air, twisted his waist halfway through the flight, and when he was about to hit another tree, his feet suddenly kicked on the tree trunk.

Then he leaped hard and flew towards his opponent like a cannonball.

Moreover, his figure kept turning in the woods, leaving behind a trail of dotted lines, making it difficult to tell where he was.

Netero's pupils kept moving.

Determine Long's attack route.

The old man was very surprised... Compared to the sparring match with Long during the Hunter Exam, Long's transformation this time was even beyond his expectations! Although his body had not yet recovered to its full strength, the strength of his telekinesis had taken a big step forward, which made Long's offense and defense even higher than before.

It is obvious that the combat power has soared!

"Your physical fitness and talent are really scary... Your potential for mindfulness is okay, but considering your understanding of mindfulness, including your character... this tiny shortcoming is nothing."

Netero smiled.

He spoke lightly but his eyes were serious.

As soon as he finished speaking, his hair and breath were suddenly blown up by a strong wind, and a mental energy that made his skin feel slightly stinging rushed towards him like thunder.

Not much in the way of generosity...but the quality is much better than before.

Originated from the hazy heart.

clap clap clap...

Netero attacked immediately, and the two of them collided with their fists and feet countless times in just one breath.

boom!

Then, as expected, Long was knocked flying by another punch and his body rolled out.

Netero neutralized the attack, distanced himself, and jumped on the spot, with his hands in a fist position. He looked at Long, whose body temperature was extremely high and his face was flushed after landing, and smiled and said, "This so-called breathing of yours... is very magical. It can forcibly stimulate your organs and even amplify your senses... But considering your current physical condition, it's better to use it less."

"There is more than one way to breathe. Different breathing rhythms and rhymes have different effects on the body... I am using you now. On the one hand, I can increase my adaptation time to breathing. On the other hand, I can use this method to stimulate my flesh and blood, allowing my body to break through to a stronger state than before." Long shook his sore and swollen arms, stretched his muscles, and explained.

"Not only that... you seem to have used some new martial arts. Do you want me to polish every part of your body so that the flesh and blood can be connected into a whole?"

Netero chuckled, "Your martial arts moves are a bit unfamiliar, did you learn it recently? Did you create it yourself?"

"secret!"

Long smiled back.

The moment disappeared on the spot.

The last time he fought with Netero, Long realized his own shortcomings. His martial arts, such as the Vajra Finger, only trained his hands, and the other several skills also only trained a single part of the body.

The iron shirt only polishes the surface, and the body relies more on qi and blood to resist.

It's a foolish dream to want to be on par with Netero, but there is still hope to grow to the level of Biscuit...

The first thing to do is to improve the overall strength of the external muscles, bones, blood and flesh to an extremely high level. Then the internal organs... yes, the organs also need to be tempered, and this relies on breathing.

After being baptized both externally and internally, Long is not sure if he can surpass Biscuit, but at least he is not too far behind and they are on the same level.

Bang bang bang!

Soon, the battle began again.

Looking down from the sky, the mountainous land where the two fought was affected...

But Long was always the one who was forced back or knocked away by the old man. Every time he was attacked, he could adjust in the blink of an eye and continue his offensive.

Time passes slowly, the sun rises in the east and sets in the west, and day and night alternate.

Not everyone has the opportunity to have one of the strongest Nen users in the Hunter world become your sparring partner.

In this kind of high-intensity battle, Long's improvement was naturally very rapid.

At first, because he couldn't maintain the breathing technique for a long time, he could only fight with the old man for a few minutes every day. The rest of the time he was almost abused one-sidedly... Then, he began to practice the foundation of mind cultivation: refining.

By transforming pure natural energy, you can nourish your tired body and replenish your energy.

However, if we talk about this process alone, the progress is very slow.

Because this is not something that can be rushed. According to Netero's original intention, if Oboro did not go to defeat the Dyke family, it would take at least a few years to recover using this method.

Days like this repeat themselves over and over again and are particularly boring.

Netero doesn't care.

He temporarily handed over the affairs of the association to his subordinates, and would occasionally call Dou Mianren every day to find out about the situation.

Unless something big happens, the old man doesn't bother to care.

In his absence, there must be some restless people ready to make trouble, but Netero is happy to see some "internal strife", which is more interesting...

The rest of the time, of course, was spent playing with his 'new toy'.

There are not many younger generations who are willing to spend time with the elderly nowadays...

Especially for a little fox like Long, it is rare to have such an opportunity to be trained.