Whoosh!
Hisoka sped out, and made the first move.
No matter what Chrollo said... Battle and strength were the best proof.
The smile on Hisoka's face was slightly ferocious. In these years in the Troupe, although he hadn't figured out all of Chrollo's details, he was clear about the other party's abilities and fighting style.
In terms of physical skills... He was definitely better!
Chrollo held the book in one hand, and took out a strangely shaped short blade from his clothes with the other hand.
It wasn't a dagger.
It was more like a sharp knife.
He lowered his waist, and didn't retreat... He responded to Hisoka, who was pouncing over like a demon, with a smile, and didn't even take a step back.
"His ability has already begun... What is it?"
Oboro, who was watching from outside the arena, saw Chrollo flip open the book, and asked curiously.
Chrollo was suitable for using his brain to fight a roundabout battle. A head-on entanglement would be unfavorable to him... He himself should also be clear about this.
"Jie jie!"
After rushing in front of Chrollo, Hisoka laughed.
The few playing cards that he had thrown out earlier had all been easily dodged by Chrollo... But that was only to disrupt the latter's defensive posture.
Pa pa pa!
Hisoka stirred up a storm of fist shadows, and struck the enemy heavily.
Chrollo swayed his body, and easily dodged them. At the same time, he also used the sharp blade in his hand to stab back.
Hisoka had already seen that the knife had a deadly poison on it, and seemed very careful.
He was also dodging.
"Strange..."
Illumi murmured.
"Did you notice it too?"
Oboro glanced at him.
"Hmm... His Nen strength, including his aura, seems to be above Hisoka's. This is also the reason why he dares to fight Hisoka head-on." Illumi nodded. Logically speaking, Chrollo didn't have this kind of level... Then the only explanation was the jelly beans that he had eaten earlier.
"Inheriting a legacy..."
Oboro thought of a phrase.
Shalnark, Shizuku, and Pakunoda's Nen... It was a kind of inherited energy.
However, it didn't have Nen abilities, it was just the strength and level of pure Nen.
Even so, it seemed to have temporarily promoted Chrollo to the sub-world-class level.
The two sides moved left and right in the battlefield, and entangled each other.
Hisoka's offensive seemed dense and fierce, and every move was deadly, but he had been restrained. He just wanted to use close combat to force Chrollo to be unable to better control the book in his hand, so that his Nen ability would be restricted.
At the same time, he was observing based on the unknown nature of Chrollo's use of his abilities.
"It's about to begin."
Oboro muttered.
Chrollo's physical skills weren't bad. Back then, in a one-on-one situation, he had been able to fight with Silva. In the original story, during the Yorknew City auction, he had handled Silva and Zeno in a two-on-one fight. Although he hadn't lasted long, he had already displayed a certain level.
In other words, the people in the Troupe, even the weakest Kortopi... Their physical skills far exceeded ordinary Nen ability users.
Not to mention that Chrollo's Nen had climbed to this level right now.
On the field, Chrollo was constantly retreating, and bent over to dodge a sweeping kick from Hisoka. The blade in his hand shot up, and stabbed towards Hisoka's face... He had been looking for an angle to counterattack, rather than attacking proactively.
Hisoka slightly tilted his head, but some of his hair was still shaved off by the tip of the knife.
The fingers he had hidden behind his back moved, and the playing cards that had fallen on the ground earlier suddenly flew up from Chrollo's side, and attacked like hidden weapons.
At the same time, Hisoka used his other hand to wrap the viscous Nen around Chrollo's arm, which hadn't had time to retract.
Making it impossible for him to dodge or resist.
Because Chrollo was only able to use the hand that was holding the book.
"Compared to him, you're too simple..."
Chrollo smiled at Hisoka, who was close at hand, without panicking.
He reversed the sharp blade in his hand, and instantly cut open Hisoka's Nen, broke free from the restraint, and threw the short knife at Hisoka.
With a few pfft sounds, the sharp playing cards pierced Chrollo's coat, but didn't hit his body.
Because Chrollo himself had broken free from his coat.
The clothes fluttered to the ground, and the figure of the target disappeared from Hisoka's vision.
Hisoka dodged the overdraft blade. Just as he was about to turn around and look around, his feet suddenly slipped. He looked down, and discovered that the ground, which had originally been paved with stone slabs, was as smooth as a mirror.
Standing on it, the soles of his shoes didn't have any friction, and his body would lose its balance.
In just this one instant, a gust of wind had already attacked from behind his head.
Bang!
A heavy punch slammed into Hisoka's temple with great force... Instantly, blood vessels appeared in Hisoka's eyes, and blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.
The power of Chrollo's attack was far greater than he had imagined.
Even if he had managed to defend, thanks to those few jelly beans, the other party's Nen was already above him.
Moreover, the position he had aimed for was a vital point.
However, Hisoka's reaction was incredibly fast. He used the Nen that extended from his feet to stick to his lower limbs.
In this way, he wouldn't fall, and could stabilize his body.
The only trouble was that for every subsequent action, he had to release his Nen, and re-glue his shoes at the same time. Otherwise... It would be difficult to even stand.
After withstanding this punch, Hisoka used his Nen ability to turn around, wanting to counterattack.
But Chrollo was extremely clever. After succeeding with one strike, he had already retreated... He began to circle around Hisoka like an elegant ice skater. His not-too-long black hair was fluttering, and his posture was graceful.
He himself didn't seem to be affected on this slippery ground.
"The second type."
Oboro said after seeing this.
If Quoll's Nen ability had given Chrollo the capital to deal with him, which was Nen, then the effect of this ability was very obvious.
It was a kind of restriction.
It made the battlefield become his home field.
"In his plan, he wanted to have a one-on-one fight with me, a duel between men."
Oboro said with a smile.
You had to say that if his strength wasn't at this level, and was even just a little bit lower... If he was at the sub-world-class level, he might have been schemed against by Chrollo, and might even have been killed. If the Troupe members hadn't been eliminated in a short period of time...
Ever since he had been put in 'shackles' by Oboro, Chrollo seemed to have been making some kind of effort.
This kind of battle between experts wasn't just a competition of Nen, but also of response strategies and on-the-spot performance.
Hisoka had analyzed immediately that he couldn't stay in this 'transformed' venue. He wanted to use external objects, and rely on the telescopic of his Nen to pull himself away from his original spot... But Chrollo had long seen through his intentions. On this terrain, his movement speed completely exceeded Hisoka's by several times.
Although Hisoka could also move, every time he took a step, and turned around... He had to use Nen to stick to his lower limbs to prevent his movements from deforming. This increased the difficulty of his attacks, and the information that his brain had to process.
He had thrown out Nen a few times, but it had all been broken by Chrollo.
Moreover, he would quickly step forward, and launch a fierce attack on him from all angles.
As long as Hisoka showed any signs of counterattacking, Chrollo wouldn't be greedy for moves, and would retreat instantly, seeming extremely calm.
"Hmm... Hisoka is now like an insect stuck in a spider web. Although this area that has been assimilated by Nen only has a range of less than a hundred meters... He simply can't break free with the other party being wary. He can only be passively beaten."
It was a kind of controlling ability.
Illumi said lightly, "The situation is very bad... Hisoka is going to die."
He spoke as bluntly as always.
In the midst of his words, they saw Hisoka run, taking advantage of the gap after Chrollo had succeeded with another sneak attack. He used the Nen on the soles of his shoes to connect with the ground, wanting to escape this battlefield. Otherwise, he couldn't fight Chrollo 'fairly'. The other party would always have the home-field advantage.
However, he had only darted out for less than a few meters when he was kicked back by Chrollo, who had approached again.
He couldn't throw his Nen towards the surrounding things to pull himself away, and he couldn't run away either.
The situation was one-sided!
Hisoka put his hands over his head, and was beaten violently by Chrollo, who was throwing punches like a sandbag.
The violent blows made him look very disheveled.
With Hisoka's combat experience, as long as he didn't give Chrollo an opening, there wouldn't be a problem... The key was that if this continued, he would be worn down to death!
Chrollo's Nen strength and aura were above him. Although he could defend against it, he would still be injured... Moreover, his aura consumption was also greater than the other party's.
"You're too weak."
Chrollo saw that Hisoka seemed to have lost his desire to attack, and had been protecting his vital points all along, and smiled sinisterly.
In the gap between his attacks, a silver light flashed in his hand, and another short knife with the same strange shape was held in his hand, and stabbed over.
The weapons he had hidden weren't just one.
"Both hands are empty, in other words, even if the book is closed, the ability is still being used!" Hisoka thought.
As expected, Chrollo had kept a hand.
He noticed that it seemed to be a bookmark.
He had been holding the book all along to confuse him.
Even when he was being beaten, Hisoka was enjoying it... It was too delicious.
Seeing that this knife was about to pierce into Hisoka's lower abdomen, suddenly, Hisoka took the initiative to open his arms that had been guarding his head, and said in a strange tone, "Be careful, don't hurt your companions!"
As soon as the words fell, Hisoka pulled his arm, and Machi, who was at the side of the arena, suddenly changed her expression. An uncontrollable force suddenly made her feet leave the ground, and she flew out, shooting straight into the battlefield between the two of them, and pouncing between them. When Machi came back to her senses, she used Gyo, and discovered that Hisoka had long stuck a piece of 'Bungee Gum' on her, and had hidden it with 'In'.
Under normal circumstances, she wouldn't have not noticed it... It was just that the shock that Oboro had brought her had made her mind disorder, so she hadn't paid attention.
It was just now... It was when Hisoka had greeted her just now.
"Damn it!"
Machi cursed.
"Don't be angry..."
Hisoka said with a smile.
Machi's sudden appearance made Chrollo have to withdraw his knife.
And hug the companion who was crashing over.
It was this fleeting opportunity that Hisoka had seized.
Or rather, Hisoka had been waiting for this opportunity. It was a killing move that he had planned.
A hand holding a playing card, used Machi's vision to block his attack, and swept towards Chrollo.
The latter had been prepared for this, but Hisoka's movements were still too fast. In addition, Machi also had a certain impact on him, which caused Chrollo to be unable to defend in time. He wasn't sure where the other party's attack would land, so he naturally couldn't use Ryu to mobilize his Nen.
The playing card cut open Chrollo's cheek, and cut a very deep gash, and blood flowed out instantly.
Before she had landed and stabilized herself, Machi had already attacked Hisoka...
But it was useless.
Although the ground was slippery, there were many corpses and scattered wreckage of tables and chairs around. Hisoka had already used these things as footrests, and had jumped out of the area that had been assimilated by Nen.
He hadn't had time before, and had been frequently stopped by Chrollo. Now that Chrollo was concerned about Machi, he naturally didn't have time to 'take care' of him.
"What a pity..."
Seeing that he didn't seem to have caused a fatal injury to Chrollo, Hisoka stuck out his tongue, and licked the blood on the playing card, and smiled softly.
Chrollo pulled Machi, preventing her from falling, and stared at his opponent in the distance with a cold gaze, and said calmly, "You're very despicable... I thought that you really wanted to have a one-on-one fight with me."
Machi stared at her former companion angrily.
"There's no way. Since you borrowed external forces, I naturally have to make some preparations... After all, I don't want to really die here."
Hisoka seemed unable to understand Chrollo's mockery, and said with a smile.
His current appearance wasn't very good-looking... His hair was messy, his whole body was bruised, and there were also large areas of abrasions.
"The only target that he could attack was her."
Illumi thought that Hisoka's choice was very reasonable. If he had applied Nen to the other people present, he would definitely have been discovered... Only Machi, because of her personal state, had been negligent in her defense.
"However, even if he jumps out of the assimilated area, it will only restore his ability to move. Hisoka's disadvantage still exists."
"Chrollo should still have quite a few means to deal with you..."
Illumi looked down at Oboro, who was sitting on the corpse.
"Who knows? Let's keep watching."
Oboro.
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