To put it bluntly, it was absorbing the opponent's attacks...
As the battle time increased, the more times he was hit, the more the power he stored would increase, and then he would find an opportunity to release it all at once!
Because Ardamo could clearly avoid or block many attacks, but he... didn't.
Don't look at the fact that the battle had only just begun... The information points released by both sides already had clues.
Ardamo was selectively taking damage...
At this time, it depended on which side could correctly analyze it first, and then develop the corresponding handling and adjustments!
In the arena, Ardamo hooked his finger at the slightly embarrassed Phinks, and his mocking look was fully displayed.
When powerful Nen users fought each other, it wasn't a back-and-forth exchange, perhaps just a simple mistake would be caught... And the battle would be over!
After Ardamo determined that Phinks's body, fighting techniques, and Nen level were inferior to his own, he launched a series of fierce attacks...
Under Oboro's observation, Phinks was punched in the face and fell to the ground because he was half a beat slower in transferring his Nen, and couldn't strengthen his defense in time, and his response was delayed.
Immediately, Ardamo, like an angry lion, rode on Phinks's body.
A pair of fists fell like raindrops.
The yellow sand under the two of them sank deeply and rolled.
Phinks hugged his head with both hands, and his body had sunk into the sand pit... He had no power to resist.
But at this time, Oboro narrowed his eyes...
Suddenly, he saw Phinks completely give up his defense, and let the enemy's fists keep hitting his head... He also swung his arms and exchanged punches with Ardamo.
However, he was being ridden under him, and whether it was the angle of his attack or the strength, he had a natural disadvantage... The power couldn't be compared to Ardamo at all!
This seemingly desperate fighting style made people feel a little foolish!
"1...2..."
Oboro gently counted the numbers in his mouth. Phinks's defenses were wide open, and he could be killed in just ten seconds! He couldn't hold on if he exchanged injuries for injuries...
When he counted to 5, with a crack, the two's fists hit each other, and several of Phinks's fingers instantly broke.
"Only using a certain amount of Nen to maintain the most basic 'Ren', to ensure that the damage you receive is at a certain level, and using all the remaining Nen to strengthen your attack... But the total amount of Nen is constant... Your enemy will also notice this, and then adjust the destructiveness of their fists to break your defensive balance, forcing you to give up the Nen used for attack, and be forced to flow it back to defense. Otherwise, it will only accelerate your time of death... But in that case, the power of your fist... will also decrease further... To put it bluntly, you're completely being played." Oboro stared at Phinks, and said calmly.
The Nen attached to Ardamo's fists became thicker when his opponent gave up his resistance, and wanted to fight desperately... He understood Phinks's idea of wanting to exchange injuries for injuries in an instant.
Originally, the two's fists could still collide for a while, but because he increased the Nen output on his attack, Phinks had to use 'Flow' to transfer the Nen from his hand to his head... Making the latter's fist power weaker, and his finger bones broke in an instant.
But the sudden injury didn't affect Phinks's movements... His arm was grabbed by Ardamo, who wanted to break it.
Phinks, whose face was covered in blood, showed a smile to the man who was riding on him.
His teeth were covered in blood, and his smile was full of malice!
Crack!
Ardamo coldly broke one of Phinks's arms, and the white arm bone pierced through the skin, and was exposed.
In the next second, Ardamo's expression changed drastically.
Because he found that... Phinks had released his Ren state, and poured all his Nen into the fist that was attacking. It was 'Hardening'. This madman was pursuing a one hundred percent Nen attack! He could withstand this move, and kill Phinks. Without Nen defense, the latter would definitely die!
The problem was... His ending wouldn't be very optimistic either. Since they were both Enhancers, Phinks's punch would have explosive damage!
What he needed to choose now was... Whether to exchange serious injuries for the other party's death, or... to dodge first?
At the critical moment, thoughts swirled in his mind, and Ardamo jumped backwards in an instant, and dodged.
In his opinion... Phinks, who was already seriously injured, had completely lost the capital to fight again... He had basically figured out this person's situation, and there was no need to take such a big risk. He had the ability to find the same opportunity as before again.
"He's lost..."
In the distance, Oboro sighed.
The one who had lost... wasn't Phinks.
It was Ardamo... This examiner was too calm, and too rational. His choice wasn't wrong... What was wrong was that he should have realized that the opponent in front of him was a little 'different'!
Phinks's Nen was a little different from the beginning...
"Hehe... Why are you dodging? Weren't you going to kill me?" Phinks staggered up from the pit, with a ruined arm hanging down. His appearance was terrible, but on his face covered in blood, one eye that was still intact opened, and stared at Ardamo, and his tone was mocking.
"Hmm?"
Ardamo's pupils shrank.
Nen burst out from Phinks's body again, and his aura hadn't weakened at all... How was this possible?
Based on his judgment of the target, whether it was the consumption of Nen or physical strength... He should be in a state of almost overdrafting.
It was impossible for him to make such a low-level misjudgment!
Phinks used 'Release' to stimulate his Nen to the maximum!
His self-will had sublimated to the peak.
"As expected... He was still affected by his 'heart'. Nen is full of uncertainty and infinite possibilities. Your judgment wasn't wrong. What was wrong was... You underestimated the other party's resolve." Oboro said.
Phinks had transformed in this battle!
His 'Nen' had become different. Even from far away, Oboro could feel the powerful aggressiveness and oppressiveness.
There had been a qualitative improvement.
Not everyone could suddenly grow in battle... There was no problem with Ardamo.
"Is it because of... death, huh..."
Oboro.
Phinks had also clearly sensed the power that had suddenly emerge in himself, and felt that he had become stronger...
He began to spin his arm that was still intact, one circle after another...
As the number of times he moved increased, his momentum gradually rose, and became increasingly terrifying.
"Stand still..."
Phinks reminded him coldly. Immediately after, he pounced on his opponent.
Ardamo foresaw the danger, so how could he honestly be hit? He immediately wanted to dodge a second time.
However... Phinks's speed had become faster!
Just as he twisted his waist, the eyebrowless man had already approached.
Ardamo also used his Nen ability, and released the power he had absorbed in the previous battle, and strengthened his fist...
Boom!
There was an earth-shattering explosion.
The sand flow was lifted into the air like a giant wave.
Ardamo flew out from it, and fell far away like a sandbag...
"Hey hey hey... Don't die, stand up... I haven't used my full strength yet..." The falling sand covered Phinks's whole body, revealing his figure. He laughed arrogantly, and walked towards Ardamo step by step... He continued to spin his arm.
The examiner struggled to straighten his back, and looked at the eyebrowless man, who he had thought he had eaten, with a shocked look. In the next second, he spat out blood.
Boom!
Another punch... This time the commotion was even greater!
In the high sky, Ardamo's body flew even further, accompanied by the fluttering crimson blood...
Beep beep.
Seeing this scene, Oboro, who had originally put his hands in his pockets, and was preparing to leave, there was no need to continue watching.
But suddenly, his phone rang. He took it out, and saw that it was an unfamiliar number.
"Ho ho ho... Oboro..."
As soon as he answered, the familiar voice let him know the identity of the caller.
The Chairman.
It was too easy for Netero to get his number.
After all, there were Biscuit and Wing...
"Chairman, you're calling me personally. Is there something important you want to instruct?" Oboro thought of something, and asked hypocritically.
"You should be at the scene, right... Has Ardamo already started fighting with that examinee?" The old man made the sound of sipping tea, and said unhurriedly.
"Hmm... He's almost beaten to death."
Oboro glanced back, and replied with a smile.
"Is that so..."
The old man smacked his lips, "Then... Can I ask you to take action, and save him?"
"Old man... What are you talking about? I'm just an examinee right now, and I'm not a member of the Association yet... Besides, I'm just here to watch the show... This person even dares to kill examiners. I can't afford to provoke him... What if he targets me in the future, what should I do?"
Oboro continued to act: "Even a one-star Hunter isn't his opponent. I'm even more out of the question... Although I want to help out of humanitarianism, I really don't have the ability. Please understand."
"Ho ho ho... Little slippery, so you're planning to... Avenge the previous grudge so quickly?"
Netero said with a smile.
"Oh dear... Examiner Ardamo's situation is very bad..." Oboro deliberately gasped, and exclaimed in surprise.
Phinks wouldn't kill Ardamo all at once. That way, he wouldn't be able to satisfy his expectations...
"You can completely attribute the matter of the examinee's death to Ardamo and the Association... It has nothing to do with you personally."
"Old man... What you mean is, you're asking me to kill someone... Is that really okay?" Oboro tasted the meaning, narrowed his eyes, and his voice changed.
"The purpose of you joining the Association is to become stronger..."
"Firstly, the Association has vast resources and professional information in various fields. Secondly, the Association can provide you with tasks and opportunities to gain experience, without you having to bother to grow little by little... Most importantly, there are many powerful characters in the Association that you're interested in. Interacting with them can also benefit you a lot... In other words, the Association is just a stepping stone in your eyes. Am I right?"
The old man took another sip of tea.
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