"It's over, Examiner Ardamo has been controlled by that person... Hiss, his fingers are being broken one by one... Next, it'll be his limbs, right..." Oboro relayed the situation on the scene, without responding directly.
"I said that I have a way to make you stronger... You don't doubt that, do you?"
The old man wasn't in a hurry at all, and said cheerfully.
"...Of course..." Oboro heard this, and curled his lips.
"Save the person... I'll tell you the method, and the improvement you'll get will definitely be huge... In addition, I can fulfill a small request for you. Of course, it can't be too out of line. You can think about it."
Netero said with a calm and composed look: "If you feel embarrassed, then forget it... I'm not forcing you. I'm just making a deal in a way that you're used to."
Netero's promise!
In Oboro's opinion, this value was extremely valuable!
The old man could be called a living fossil. Even if he didn't give him any guidance, it would be very profitable to get some secrets and information out of him.
After all, there were many things that even he, as a transmigrator, didn't know.
"Sigh... Now that you put it that way, I really don't have a reason to refuse." Oboro also smiled.
"Right? Do you suddenly feel that I'm a very good person?... I'm already old, and I won't live for a few more years. I still care about my reputation. I've always taken good care of you juniors."
"Hehehe..."
Oboro gave an awkward laugh, and hung up the phone, "I won't say anymore. If I say any more, your person will die... He really can't be saved."
After saying this, he put his phone back in his pocket, and curled his lips: "I'll just treat it as... working overtime."
He looked at Phinks and Ardamo, and stepped into the battlefield.
Phinks was enjoying the 'harvest' he deserved after his victory.
He was breaking Ardamo's bones little by little, who was covered in blood. His wrist strength and finger strength were extremely good, and he could easily crush some of the target's small bones with his bare hands...
Ardamo had lost the ability to fight, but he still had consciousness, and hadn't screamed all along.
Gradually, Phinks lost some interest.
This kind of pleasure from torturing people was clearly more suitable for Phinks.
Phinks had a lot of talent in this area.
What Phinks wanted to do was to make Ardamo regret his previous arrogance and rudeness.
Suddenly, Phinks stopped what he was doing, and heard footsteps coming from behind him.
That person... had been there all along.
As if he was there to watch the show... Phinks had always been paying attention to the man in the suit.
"Hmm?"
He moved his gaze away from the dying person lying at his feet, turned his head, and stared fiercely at Oboro, who was approaching.
"Um... I'm sorry, I want to take this person away. Can you please let me pass?"
Oboro rubbed his hair, and pointed at the examiner on the ground.
"What are you saying?"
Phinks's eyes flashed with coldness.
"Is it not allowed?"
Oboro sighed.
"It seems that you're very confident in your strength... You want to save him? Give it a try..." Phinks curled his lips. The man in the suit in front of him had long been one of the targets he wanted to eliminate.
Now it was just right, the other party had actually delivered himself to his door... He had said that in this session of the Hunter Exam, it was enough for just him and Shalnark to pass.
However, before Phinks could finish speaking, his pupils shrank in an instant, and time and air seemed to freeze at this moment.
A black shadow that had bent down had already passed by his side. With a single smooth movement, he picked up Ardamo, and then... swept to an open space more than ten meters away in an instant, and put the injured person down to the side.
Veins popped out on Phinks's forehead...
His face was burning.
So fast!
He hadn't reacted. His body subconsciously tensed up, wanting to resist. He had thought that the other party's target was himself... He hadn't expected that the man in the suit was saving people!
"I'm relieved now. Hey... Are you still alive?" Over there, after Oboro had taken Ardamo away, he reached out and patted the examiner's cheeks, trying to wake him up.
He didn't seem to put Phinks in his eyes.
They were both arrogant!
Not only Ardamo, but also himself... This man was too.
Phinks couldn't bear it anymore... He hadn't expected that such an interesting thing would happen on his trip to participate in the Hunter Exam.
"Die with him..."
Phinks murmured, looking at Oboro's back.
The latter seemed to be completely unprepared for him.
Oboro heard Phinks's whisper, took off his sunglasses, straightened his back, slowly turned around, and raised a smile at number 5 of the Troupe: "If it was you two little spiders, I wouldn't have agreed to the old man, but just you alone... I'm still very confident."
Hearing the word Spider, Phinks's expression paused, and he became interested: "You... Actually know me? Are you coming for us?"
"No."
Oboro hopped in place, and moved his limbs, "I just happened to run into you... I didn't plan to interfere in your affairs. By the way, I'm also considered to be in the Mafia. You guys seem to be pretty active underground recently..."
Mafia...
At the same time that Oboro spoke, the human face button had already materialized, and made a strange cry.
"So you're just a piece of trash from the Mafia..."
It would have been fine if Oboro hadn't said Mafia. As soon as he said Mafia, Phinks's mockery became even more obvious...
Since their Troupe had started to get involved in the underworld forces, they hadn't encountered any tricky people or characters... They were all very weak.
"I'm coming!"
Oboro smiled.
Immediately after, he took a step and shot out, and rushed over.
Phinks swung his arm. He might have been underestimating him, but after all, he was injured... Moreover, judging from the man in the suit's skills, he also had a certain level.
Therefore, to be on the safe side, it was better to release his Nen ability... Once he was hit head-on, he believed that he could kill the latter in an instant.
The Nen on Oboro's body rose and gathered like flames, and changed.
It formed a burly shadow, and enveloped his body.
It was the Hero, Sett!
The skill, Knuckle Down, had a 1.5-second increase in movement speed!
This made Oboro's speed soar during the rush, which was somewhat unexpected for Phinks.
His arm had only swung half a circle, and hadn't reached the angle and posture to punch yet, when he was grabbed by the man in the suit with both hands.
Then, he saw Oboro grab Phinks's whole person, soar into the sky, and leap to a height of nearly twenty meters.
Phinks was in mid-air, and was carried up with Oboro's movements...
The ultimate skill, The Show Stopper!
Phinks wanted to break free and struggle, because he had a bad feeling. The Nen that the man in the suit had burst out with was very turbulent and majestic at this moment!
However, no matter how he resisted, it was useless.
The game rules... Control!
Unless he had a means of dispelling or purifying, he could only be forcibly subjected to the skill effect!
"Even if you break through again on the spot, it won't change the fact that your current state is very bad."
In a trance, Phinks heard Oboro's voice.
Helplessly, he could only concentrate all his Nen to defend.
As long as he could withstand this move, he could counterattack!
The other party wasn't an Enhancer... The power should be...
Just as a thought floated into Phinks's mind, his back hit the ground, and he was slammed to the ground by Oboro.
Clearly, it was soft yellow sand, but it was as hard as cement. The two fell straight down, and the huge impact and the damage it caused to himself far exceeded Phinks's expectations...
In an instant, his chest bones, back bones, including the muscles in his upper body, were all torn and broken. Saliva mixed with blood spurted from his mouth, and his pupils lost focus.
When Oboro let go, Phinks's body was like a ball, and actually bounced up from the soft sand due to the reaction force. All around him was a sand flow that had been stirred up.
"Eh?"
Oboro's eyes were serious.
He became serious.
In this breath, after the state of being forcibly controlled was released, Phinks was suffering from damage that swept through all his bones and meridians.
He actually punched him while his body was airborne, before he could pull away.
Amazing!
Amazing will and tenacious life!
"I'll take a leg of the spider first."
Oboro muttered.
A pure and heroic intention burst out from his body.
Appreciated Punch!
While causing a range attack, he would also generate a shield for himself!
The two fists collided, and the sand that hadn't fallen nearby was swept up again like a hurricane, along with a bloody figure flying far away.
Phinks rolled on the ground like a tattered sandbag for several turns, and blood flowed from all seven orifices...
He lay across the ground, and his vision darkened. Someone was standing next to him, blocking the sunlight overhead.
He, who was an Enhancer, had actually lost...
If it wasn't for fighting with Ardamo beforehand, which had caused his state to deteriorate... He didn't think he would lose.
It was just a face-to-face exchange...
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