From Hunter x Hunter to Supreme Will

There was a change in the tone.

All of a sudden, a cloud of dust rose up on the ground where Xiyou was lying, and he disappeared.

Three streaks of lightening flashed towards Long's front and back from different directions. They were the three monkeys who had been intentionally hidden and covering their positions by Xiyou, and they launched a surprise attack.

However, when the three creatures approached the space within five meters of Long, he just hooked his fingers a few times, and a sharp light like a knife's edge tore through the air in an instant and cut into the listening monkey, causing the monkey to instantly break apart and explode.

He was killed immediately...

The other two monkeys dodged in time and were not hit.

However, Xiyou himself also found an opportunity and hit Long's left cheek with a powerful club, slightly knocking his head down.

This weapon in Journey to the West is very peculiar. It can change its size and length at will...it is very similar to the Ruyi Jingu Bang that Long knows.

Moreover, it only takes a moment for it to change from short to long.

If the enemy is not careful, he will be hit from a distance, which is also a pseudo-method of ignoring distance in disguise.

However, after hitting Long, Xiyou didn't have time to be happy because he involuntarily increased the strength in his hands and had a look of horror.

Crunchy…

He gripped the weapon tightly, but the stick trembled and made strange noises.

On the opposite side, Long's head, which was originally slightly tilted, was adjusted little by little by the force of his swing, causing the stick to bend.

The most shocking thing is that this blow hit the vital point... the brain.

But it seems that he was not hurt at all...

"It's OK... but... it's not enough... I still don't feel threatened."

Long looked at Xiyou whose expression suddenly changed, reached out his hand, grabbed the other's weapon, and spoke word by word.

"Can you...try harder?"

"!!!"

Hearing this and looking at Long's expression, Xiyou felt his scalp tingling.

He felt that he was facing... not a human being.

But it is some kind of...unknown creature in human skin.

Chapter 128 A Little Secret

His physical fitness, mental strength, and tolerance are not on the same level as mine.

Not to mention how frighteningly his current armor attribute, that is, physical defense has increased to such a degree with the blessing of the Combat Technique Iron Cloth Shirt.

Long was very familiar with the Twelve Earthly Branches, especially after he reached a level comparable to theirs. Combined with the memories in his mind and the information he had collected in this life, he knew exactly what level each member of the Twelve Earthly Branches was at.

Most of the members of the Twelve Earthly Branches are national-level hunters, and the same is true for Journey to the West in front of us.

The more outstanding ones are, at best, the top-tier national-level hunters and have not yet reached the sub-world level, but even if they do, it doesn’t matter.

Because now... although he is still at the sub-world level, his actual combat power should not be much different from the world level.

For example, Xiyou, Kangzai, Yinda, etc. are all martial artists who take the practical combat approach.

It is considered to be the strongest among the twelve Earthly Branches.

There are only three people that Long cares about.

Chenlong Porter White, Zi Mouse Pariston and Haizhu Jin Fulis.

He just wanted to see if Xiyou could make himself feel the danger and pressure by trying his best.

As his strength increased, Long's mentality also changed, and he also had a premonition... One of his emotions was gradually disappearing.

The reason why Netero has the personality of an old child and likes to have fun with young people is because he is fearless and too powerful.

Under normal circumstances, there are very few factors that can threaten him...

Therefore, he doesn’t mind anything that happens under his nose and lets the younger generation do whatever they want.

Of course, age is also related...but more importantly, it has to do with personal strength.

Netero put people like Oboro and Pariston around him and let them grow wildly. He was also challenging himself... hoping that they would bring him some trouble or danger. As the saying goes, it is lonely at the top. Sometimes, when you are too strong, it would be quite boring to stand alone on the top of the mountain.

Over time, some potential "precious things" will be lost.

The same goes for Long... His loneliness is beginning to show, and it's far less severe than the old man's, but it's not a good sign. He needs danger to stimulate himself and move forward.

Otherwise, we can only rush to the Dark Continent in advance.

Presumably, this was also the reason why Netero went to the Dark Continent when he was young.

If we stay in the human world any longer, we will stagnate.

Long held Xiyou's weapon with one hand without exerting any strength. As he raised his arm, the arc of the retractable long stick became larger and larger. Even though Xiyou gritted his teeth, veins bulged on his forehead, and he used all his strength, he still could not win the wrestling match.

It was only because Long let go that the stick became smaller and slipped out of his palm.

"what!"

Xiyou roared, and moved between several trees, then flew over Long's head, with the weapon in his hand whistling.

A dense swarm of stick shadows were swung up from above and smashed down.

Boom boom boom!

In an instant, a large number of tree crowns and branches in the forest were shattered and the tree trunks were destroyed.

The destructive power of Xiyou's devastating attack and stick techniques was quite astonishing. In just a few tens of seconds, an area in the forest was cleared out and filled with fallen giant trees.

Hao was retreating, shaking his head constantly, dodging the club heads that were being drawn again and again... The seemingly ferocious attack had no effect on him at all, and was even... a bit too slow.

Xiyou in front of him was like a mad monkey, outputting his telekinesis to the limit. His use of skills was natural and he used his moves frequently without a single loophole!

But... no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't hit it.

Long in the breathing state can crush all his techniques simply by relying on his physical fitness and reaction...

The frenzied attack in Journey to the West had a purpose.

When Long took another step back, a little monkey fell from the sky and squatted at the landing point in advance, ready to go.

Talk about monkey.

Xiyou is not a reckless man. Every strong man who can surpass the high-sequence Nen users has his own mature fighting style and thinking... It is a combination of means and brains.

His anger was just an appearance.

He had been observing and forcing Long's movements, and finally found an opportunity!

The only way to defeat Long or delay time right now is to use the remaining two Nen monkeys and their Nen abilities to create some trouble for the target!

Long just dodged and didn't fight back.

This made Xiyou realize that the other party was looking down on him... and underestimating the enemy is also a weakness!

Swish.

The moment Long's feet had not yet completely touched the ground, the little monkey jumped up from behind and grabbed Long's exposed skin.

Long didn't look back, as if he had eyes at the back of his head. He turned his palm over and aimed it at the Nian monkey that appeared in his blind spot. He pinched the air with his five fingers, and the monkey was immediately trapped in the air by a force, struggling frantically.

The monkey just let out a scream, and as Long pinched his fingers, it exploded!

Journey to the West was not surprised but happy, he got caught!

The first monkey was a feint... to divert Long's attention, and the second monkey was the killer move.

With a whoosh, a black shadow came from nowhere and flashed in front of Long.

The young monkey's face showed human-like joy... He raised his arms and touched Long's eyes.

All this happened in the blink of an eye, so fast!

The little monkey’s fingers were about to reach Yun’s eye sockets…

"You didn't intend to defeat me head-on, but waited for help. Although it was wise, it failed my expectations. I have given you enough time." Suddenly, a cold voice sounded, and Xiyou's pupils dilated. This risky move he carefully planned failed...

The little monkey that rushed between him and Long's body, suddenly, as the man spoke, was like a rag doll stuffed with stuffing. Its body was torn into several pieces by several sharp and brutal air currents. The stuffing inside... that is, the internal organs, were all scattered and exposed to the air.

Even the monkey's brain was cut off and flew out tumbling.

Then, it turned into a dissipated mind power...

his hand!

Xiyou stared at Long’s fingers…telepathy?

Why was there no sign at all?

The opponent's fingers have amazing strength, and their power is comparable to that of a blade.

But just like the previous severe injury to himself, there was clearly no sign of attack, he just moved his knuckles, and a kind of finger fighting technique was performed through the air.

The distance is... five meters!

Within five meters, everything...cannot get close to him as long as he wants to destroy it.

Xiyou didn’t see clearly Long’s first move... He was still unsure of the usage and scope of this ability, but after this attack, he came to a conclusion!

With his emotions surging, he still relied on his fighting instinct and took action at the moment the monkey was killed, seizing the opportunity.

The mental power in his body flowed and condensed at the other end of the stick, smashing towards Long's forehead.

Then, the same scene happened again!

Long stretched out a finger and gently stroked him...the torn air flow fell on Xiyou's neck.

The timing of the grab was precise and clever, causing Xiyou's moves to be broken before they could be used.

Xiyou wanted to hide, but because of the movement of his hands, his body's reaction speed was delayed... With a splash, he heard the sound of flowing water.

Then, the hot and boiling blood splashed onto his face, making the field of vision turn crimson again.

It was as if the entire world was painted blood red.

The aorta in his neck was cut!