Netero's Doubts

"Bang!"

With a loud bang!

Those present.

Apart from Netero, no one else could see what happened.

Suddenly, a golden light flashed by.

The next second, the spot where Knov was standing had become a deep pit. He lay sprawled in the pit, completely unconscious.

"That's... that's too strong!"

Uvogin's eyes widened in surprise, then he grinned, as if he had found a goal to strive for.

Chrollo and Nobunaga also broadened their horizons this time.

They then understood.

How high are the limits of Nen users?

They used to think that the Elder Council of Meteor City and Ron, who was sent to hunt them down, were already a height they could never reach.

However, after following Ian and witnessing one Nen Ability master after another...

Unconsciously.

Their horizons have broadened accordingly!

They... also wanted to possess such astonishing power as these strong individuals.

Meanwhile, on the field...

Netero appeared beside the pit, casually flicking his sleeve to disperse the dust and smoke.

He glanced at the unconscious Knov in the pit and shook his head.

"Young people these days are so fragile..."

Then, he looked up at Ian, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"Little fellow, it seems your abilities are even more interesting than I imagined..."

"How about it, want to spar with this old man?"

He was actually able to use his own 100-Type Guanyin Bodhisattva...

That's an amazing Nen Ability! I wonder if there are any major limitations?

And then he heard what Netero said.

Ian knew perfectly well that the old man seemed to be up to no good.

However, he wouldn't go out of his way to make things difficult for himself.

He only copied a little bit of the basics, yet his strength is so great.

Who knows what Netero's actual strength is...

Judging from the timeline...

Netero is now stronger than he was when he fought the Meruem. After all, at that point in time, Netero's body had aged by more than a decade, while the old man before him was nearly a hundred years old.

If you were to fight yourself.

Even if I copied the other person's abilities, I'd probably still get beaten up badly!

Without the ability to copy the opponent, the outcome is predictable; in a battle, fighting yourself would probably be no more troublesome than fighting an ant!

Upon realizing this, he quickly refused.

Ian shook his head vigorously, as if it were a rattle-drum, showing great self-awareness.

"No, no, you wouldn't dare. You can't judge a book by its cover. I know very well how powerful you are, and I don't want to invite trouble!"

Hearing his words.

Netero shook his head with a hint of regret.

He then glanced at Uvogin beside him, grinned, and said with piercing eyes.

"Hey kid, how about becoming my disciple?"

His sudden remark stunned everyone present.

Even the Beans to the side looked at his guild leader in disbelief.

You should know that the Shingen-ryu hasn't recruited any new disciples for a very long time!

Even when V5's higher-ups wanted to assign someone for Netero to mentor, he casually brushed them off and refused.

As one of the world's top experts.

Netero naturally has the qualifications and the confidence to do so.

"Ah?"

"Old man, are you talking to me?!"

Among Chrollo's group, Uvogin turned his head left and right, then pointed blankly at himself, asking in confusion.

"Smack!"

Ian teleported to Uvogin's side and slapped him on the head, nearly knocking him off Uvogin!

"What old man? Quickly call him Master!!"

At that moment Ian wished he could shout into a megaphone right next to his ear.

"Ouch! That hurts! What are you doing, Ian!"

Uvogin was rubbing his head vigorously, baring his teeth.

The pain was so intense that I was completely baffled.

But before he could finish speaking, Ian grabbed him, pressed his head down, and the two of them bowed deeply to Netero together!

Sigh, he's really worried sick about Uvogin!

A godsend opportunity presented itself.

It would be such a shame to miss it!

If he could truly become Netero's apprentice, he would have rewritten Uvogin's fate in the original story.

A vicious bandit from Meteor City and a disciple of a top-tier Nen Ability user.

The resources available and the training received are vastly different.

Netero glanced at the two men with interest, stroked his beard, and nodded.

"It's alright. I'll stay in Ejin City for a while longer. You can reconsider. If you're willing, you can come with me then."

As he finished speaking, his gaze swept over the group, and he smiled.

"You are all among the most outstanding young people I have met in recent years..."

"If you're interested in joining the Hunter Association..."

Ian's eyes lit up when he heard this, thinking that the other party was going to issue them Hunter Licenses directly.

As a result, the other party paused, then laughed jokingly.

"We still need to obtain it through the official Hunter Exam process, just like Knov suggested..."

Ian rolled his eyes. This old man was playing tricks on him again.

"Don't worry, the Hunter Exam isn't that difficult for you. Besides, participating in the Hunter Exam will give you a clear understanding of why you should become Hunter."

Ian nodded thoughtfully.

Hunter License was irrelevant to him.

However, the various challenges designed for each Hunter Exam are quite interesting.

If the opportunity arises, I might consider taking Machi and the others to see some secret realms or Ruins, mainly for the sake of excitement.

After all.

When it comes to knowledge of some of the world's most mysterious and adventurous places, professional Hunters are second to none.

After speaking, Netero prepared to leave.

Today's trip was worthwhile; I gained a lot.

Ian and the others quickly made way for him. After all, they had copied the old man's abilities, and he didn't hold it against them. It has to be said, the chairman's magnanimity is truly admirable.

The Beans struggled to carry Knov on his back, following closely behind Netero.

As we passed by Elina.

Suddenly, a vine burst forth from the ground—the very "Justice Rope" that Elina called "Aimon."

It has only one eye.

They kept a close eye on Netero and his group.

As they walked, Netero watched the other man with great interest, and their eyes met.

With nothing else to do, Netero glanced at the other person with a "gaze".

Then.

The president slowly stopped, his expression first showing surprise, then his brows furrowed slightly.

"Little girl..."

"May I see this little guy next to you?"

Hearing what Netero said.

"Eh..."

Elina's pretty face froze for a moment, somewhat at a loss for words. She had never faced such an important person before.

She looked like a quail.

Shrinking back, he hid behind Chrollo and the others, peeking out to secretly watch Aimon's back, unsure how to respond.

At the crucial moment, Ian stepped forward.

"What's wrong, Netero?"

Even Chrollo and Uvogin were somewhat puzzled.

She couldn't understand why this powerful guild leader was staring at Elina with such a serious expression.