There was a legacy in this area...
The body was humanity's treasure trove, and the inside was even more difficult to train than the outside!
People had a clear perception of the outer shell, but for the inside, let alone control... Even 'feeling' was particularly insensitivity.
"Are you done playing?"
Oboro's answer didn't match the question. His chest heaved violently up and down like a bellows, and he struggled to get up from the ground, walked to the side, and picked up his suit jacket that was covered in dust.
"Ah? Are you leaving now? Won't you use your Nen ability again? Maybe you can teach this old man a lesson..." Netero encouraged.
"Forget it... I don't have masochistic tendencies."
Oboro curled his lips. If both sides were to use their abilities, he would have even less to play with... One force could overcome ten skills.
His Nen ability, although complex and powerful, was currently far from the point where it could compete with Netero head-on. All the blessings given by the game couldn't compare to a slap from '100-Type Guanyin Bodhisattva'.
"Alright then..."
Hearing this, the old man was a little disappointed.
"Do you want me to see you off..."
"..."
Oboro turned his head and glanced at the smiling Chairman, "I suddenly don't want to take the Hunter Exam anymore. Joining the Association doesn't seem like a wise decision."
"Hahahaha..."
Netero's smile was a little awkward, and he said with a concerned look, "Go back and rest well... I'll see you at our Association."
"..."
Oboro.
"Tsk."
Oboro turned his back, and left the hall in disheveled clothes.
After going out, and seeing that there was no one around, Oboro, who had a calm face, then painfully covered his chest. The spot where the old man had hit him was faintly aching.
His current breathing technique couldn't be used for a long time in this kind of intense battle... His body couldn't handle it a little.
Even now, the organs in his body were cramping... It was very uncomfortable.
He would have to rest for at least ten days or half a month...
"As expected... The gap wasn't ordinary, but at least... I saw the height of the summit... It wasn't so unattainable..." Oboro glanced back at Hall Number 3, and muttered softly.
Then, he left the amusement park.
...
"Smug little brat..."
On the other side, after confirming that Oboro had left, Netero shook his slightly numb hands, and sighed, "I can't refuse to admit that I'm getting old..."
He could see that Oboro was forcing himself!
However... The latter was only twenty years old, and had a truly promising future.
This kind of talent and level reminded the old man of someone in the past...
But the two were completely different... Not only in their path of growth, but also in their revealed aptitude, personality, etc.
Netero looked at the back of his bleeding hand, and then looked at the clothes that had been destroyed, and raised a smile, "It's a little embarrassing... I can't let others see..."
Beep beep beep.
At this time, the phone in his lining suddenly rang.
The old man glanced at it, and the number was Biscuit's.
It was expected.
"Hello hello hello... Chairman, how did your 'communication' go?" As soon as the phone was connected, Biscuit's excited voice came out.
"Ho ho... He's already left..."
The old man said with a hearty laugh.
"How was it? Did you give him a hard time? That kid is usually very cocky. I guessed that he wouldn't honestly participate in the preliminary selection..." Biscuit said incessantly.
"Hmm... Just like you said, he's indeed not ordinarily outstanding... However, someone like him wouldn't be easily scared. On the contrary, he gave this old man a big surprise." Netero replied.
"Hmm?"
Biscuit was stunned.
Before this, she had communicated with the Chairman many times, and explained Oboro's situation clearly, so that the Chairman would have a basic understanding of Oboro. Under this premise, he could still surprise the old man?
"His speed of growth has exceeded your prediction..." Netero said.
"The martial arts he knows should be far more than that... Especially a magical breathing technique! His physical talent is extremely good. Compared to ordinary people, he can quickly train his body to a very high level, not just polishing the external muscles and bones, but also the internal ones! In terms of physical fitness alone, he does have a bit of my shadow when I was young... As for his Nen level, it's much stronger than what you said... It's probably thanks to his growth this year. What really surprised me was his body. However... As you reminded me, I can see that he has a deeper understanding and direction of Nen, and he's also intentionally training in this area... But he hasn't understood the true meaning."
Netero recalled the scenes of fighting with Oboro just now, and said calmly, "He probably hasn't fought with the determination to die in a true sense... Or rather, none of his battles so far have had anyone who could threaten his life... The true strengthening of Nen needs to be stimulated and baptism by death... Only then can it be sublimated. He only understands the path now, and hasn't had any real experience or feelings..."
"In addition, although his body is very strong, because of his martial arts, he only trains certain parts, and flesh and blood is a whole... I believe he also understands this, but the time given to him is limited. After all, he's still very young, and has to come step by step."
"As for his Nen ability, I didn't see him use it this time... It seemed that he was wary of me, what a cautious little guy."
"At his age, there aren't many who can have this level..."
"However... What I'm more concerned about is his personality."
Netero's voice was steady.
"Personality, huh..."
Biscuit muttered.
"He's very smart... Judging from what he did in the Mafia, his actions are orderly, he's good at planning, and it's not easy to sit firmly in the position of one of the Ten Dons. But this kind of person is often dominated by his own will. For him, there is no good or evil. If he's given a heavy responsibility, there will be two results. Either it will be light, or it will be darkness, all within his one thought... He won't listen to other people's opinions, and it's difficult for external things to shake him."
Netero's words made Biscuit fall silent.
Actually, she had also noticed this point in Oboro early on.
"The little guy is very similar to that rebellious son of mine..."
Next, Netero's sentence made Biscuit on the other end of the phone hold her breath.
"But they're not completely the same either... They both have their own code of conduct and standards for judging the world. Judging from Oboro's personality, he still has a certain moral bottom line... He doesn't give up until he reaches his goal for things he's determined to do. Since he's mainly driven by interests, then put the interests he seeks out in the open, and gradually guide the direction he's going in..."
"The problem is... No one can guarantee how long he can walk on the right path..."
When Beyond was mentioned, the conversation between the two suddenly became a little heavy.
"Of course, they're only similar in certain aspects of their personality traits, and they're not completely the same... You don't need to worry too much either, ho ho ho."
Abruptly, Netero started laughing again, "This little guy is a lone wolf. It's estimated that he doesn't like being with others, but in that case, not shouldering some responsibilities will also limit his speed of growth. You have to know that sometimes there are more important things than one's own life... That can further stimulate one's potential."
"That's why I want him to join the Association... To quickly become a Hunter. If he has his own team, or makes friends, maybe he'll change."
Biscuit said seriously.
"Change, huh... Maybe..."
Netero echoed.
Biscuit's wish was good, but the old man knew very well... It was too difficult to change this kind of person.
He had tried it... It was useless.
I watched the game these two days, and I'm offering 5k as compensation.
Oboro wasn't clear about Netero and Biscuit's discussion about him. He was currently lying on a bed in a hotel, reviewing the battle with the old man.
"Although it's a few years early, but this kind of physical fitness..."
Oboro muttered to himself.
Netero's current physical strength should be a little better than when he fought the Chimera Ant King Meruem. After all, at his age, his body would deteriorate with the passage of time.
But at least for Nen users of Oboro's level, the old man's flesh strength was still unattainable.
This could also be used to see from the side how terrifying the Chimera Ant Neferpitou and the Chimera Ant King Meruem were.
When the old man first saw Neferpitou, he said that his chances of defeating Neferpitou one-on-one weren't very high.
Yet he dared to face the Chimera Ant King head-on...
Maybe this was what made humans different...
Even if there wasn't Netero, there would be other people who would use the 'Poor Man's Rose' to achieve their goals.
"It's difficult to fill the gap that exists between different species of life through effort and time." Oboro looked at the ceiling, and said softly.
He found it difficult to imagine just how strong the body of the Chimera Ant King Meruem was...
He felt that it wasn't something humans could achieve.
"The only hope is Nen..."
Oboro's mouth twitched. His body was still in great pain.
Nen... had infinite possibilities!
His Nen ability, the endless illusionist's game treasure trove, was created to deal with this kind of situation!
"Continue to develop martial arts... Before, I had only strengthened certain parts of my body, and my flesh still had great limitations. I have to improve it as a whole. In addition, after these few years, my muscles and bones have developed almost completely... Body tempering also has to keep up, and I have to continue to train... In all aspects, it's still far from enough..."
After witnessing Netero's demeanor, the ambition that had been somewhat dormant in Oboro's heart was awakened again.
He... couldn't stop!
...
As time passed little by little, in the following days, there were signs that the number of outsiders wandering in the streets and alleys of Bungi City was increasing, but it wasn't too obvious... These were all examinees who had passed the preliminary selection.
The number of people who participated in the Hunter Exam every year was extremely large.
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