From Hunter x Hunter to Supreme Will

When Long gets older and stronger, if he wants to play like this again...it's impossible.

Netero was willing to do so, as if beating Oboro could create a good memory for him.

He also enjoyed it...

But nothing is absolute.

As the breathing time got longer and longer, Long's body and energy were recovering...and the old man's pressure was also increasing.

In just one month, the duration of their fights increased to one hour.

Originally, Netero, who had been wearing a loose training suit and wooden clogs from beginning to end, was not as leisurely as at the beginning and changed into a tights!

After the second month... Netero was tired.

Yes... he felt 'tired'. Although he always made fun of his age, he knew very well that he still had plenty of energy.

Long can already use breathing techniques to fight with him for hours. Even without using special breathing techniques, he can still fight with him and last for a certain period of time under normal circumstances.

The two fought almost from day to night...

After it got dark, Long began to practice chanting.

This kid never wastes a single minute... This thirst and obsession for power, as well as this kind of concentration, made Netero vaguely see the shadow of his youth, and he admired and affirmed Long even more.

But... these were all his thoughts, what he showed... was that he no longer had a smile on his face.

After entering the third month, the old man was already in a state of despair and even regretted agreeing to Long's request.

He felt like his old bones were about to fall apart...

It is worth mentioning that, from the very beginning, the old man intended to maintain his strength at the same level as Long... Although it is training, sometimes, an equally matched opponent can act as a catalyst.

Even so, in the previous two months... Long still didn't gain any advantage.

But starting from the second half of the third month, Netero had to take this junior seriously...

Because, during the subsequent fight, the thought of "losing" flashed through his mind several times.

However, in the end, he relied on his personal ability, experience and skills to suppress Long.

The old man still cares a lot about his face.

……

The last day of three months.

The breeze blew gently across the grass. Long's clothes were tattered and his suit jacket had been thrown away long ago.

He finished his practice of meditation, woke up from his meditation, and slowly stood up.

Then, the heart contracts, increases its power, and delivers more vigorous blood to the whole body... All organs seem to be awakened in an instant, and enter a specific 'working mode' and state along with his breathing through his nose and mouth.

"The last fight..."

He muttered something and looked across.

The old Netero walked towards them step by step, with the rising sun at his back.

His eyes were stern, he was also staring at him seriously, and he moved his shoulders.

"Defeat you!"

The next second, his eyes opened wide, revealing the purest will.

The telekinesis power on the surface of the body suddenly surged.

"I won't lose, little one."

For the first time, Netero sneered at Oboro, and his expression was... fierce.

Whoosh!

As he finished speaking, large pieces of grass and dirt flew into the air, and Long rushed out and passed over Netero's head.

At this moment, the momentum of the two men was fully revealed.

Chapter 102 Ran away

The battle between mental abilities is not complicated.

Because of the different Nen abilities, the fighting methods are different.

And Long has always focused on close combat and physical strength because anyone who can set foot on the Dark Continent and return safely.

There is no flesh and blood that is not perverted...

Also, when facing creatures of the level of the Ant King, all fancy mind abilities are useless.

It’s not that the ability to read is not good, on the contrary, the ability and the body are very important... and cannot be neglected.

In most cases, many people with Nen ability tend to ignore their bodies and rely too much on their Nen ability...

Snapped!

Long's arms were intertwined in front of his chest. The terrifying strength and body temperature even made his fingertips leave white marks in the air.

The ferocious fingering seemed to tear the old man in front of him to pieces.

But Netero raised one arm and took the attack. Oboro's fingers cut the telekinesis on the old man's arm, leaving blood on the skin... Immediately afterwards, he was punched in the abdomen, which almost caused his own telekinesis to explode, and he flew out with his feet off the ground.

However, the body had just flown a few meters and disappeared from Netero's sight before it landed.

This is just a freeze frame from one of the countless fights between the two.

The old man also disappeared at the same time...

On the ground, bursts of gas explosions came one after another from different directions.

Oboro got behind Netero and delivered a powerful punch.

The white-haired old man arrived first, turned his indifferent face, and threw a punch.

The two fists collided, and Long's arm felt a sharp pain...

His expression did not change, and as he retreated, the fingers of his other hand touched Netero's elbow.

This action made the other party squint his eyes.

This was not the first time that Long had used a technique as cover to touch his body with his fingers...but the power was very weak.

Based on his understanding of Oboro, he would not do such a meaningless thing, so in Netero's opinion, there must be something fishy.

Long pulled away, feeling the pain in his arm, and let out a long breath.

Netero reduced his strength to the same level as him, including the amount of energy and the intensity of his thoughts... as well as the relaxation and strength of his body muscles.

Even so, some things cannot be changed...

He is a materialization type, and the old man is an enhancement type. Just based on the attack attributes, he has already won.

And experience...

These are the only two gaps.

Of course, the old man also has weaknesses.

The former probably hasn't had a real fight with anyone for a long time... and is not in good shape.

The previous competitions and battles did not help Netero much in regaining his feeling, mainly because his strength was not enough.

It was only in the past ten days or so that the old man's aura changed, especially his eyes...

Another point is that the old man is not clear about his own "arsenal".

Because it is not a game of Nen abilities, Long is ready to try out what he has just learned...which is also a special technique recommended by the system for him to practice!

He hasn't gotten started yet, and his use of this technique is a little immature... If it works on Netero, it will definitely become a killer move comparable to breathing techniques in the future.

Thinking about this, the two of them set off again at the same time...

The damage caused by their punches and kicks was extremely horrific...the old man was clearly better.

After a few more minutes of fighting, Long dodged with sweat all over his body...

Netero's breathing was also a little rapid. The intensity of the battle this time was on a completely different level from before.

"It seems that you are still going to lose..."

Netero laughed.

He had some minor injuries on his body. Compared to him, although Long didn't bleed, his condition was worse.

There is not much energy left...

Because when facing his attacks, Long needs more mental power and energy to defend and dodge.

The degree of consumption of both sides is different.

"Really? Never make a hasty conclusion about victory or defeat until the very last moment. You should understand this better than I do, right?"

Sweat flowed down his cheeks and dripped to his feet as he forced himself to speak.

"How many times can you raise your hands?"

"And your ankle... It must be under a lot of pressure now, right? If you just admit defeat, we won't have to work so hard... We originally agreed to teach you a lesson. Now I'm in a dilemma and have to take it seriously... Young people should learn to stop when they have had enough. Why are you so stubborn? If you bully an old man, you'll be scolded if the news gets out." Netero's hair was also untied.

His hair was draped over the corners of his eyes. He glanced at Long's arms and calves and spoke word by word.

"When you bully me... you seem to enjoy it."

After saying that, Long burst into speed again and appeared next to the old man.

He half-squatted and tried to chop Netero's neck with his knife at a strange arc angle.

"You're already slow..."

Netero remained calm and raised his hand to block.

"Although I'm slow, it doesn't mean you can stop me..."

Hazy said softly.

"Ok?"