Simple-Minded Charles

Oboro himself wasn't particularly interested in the fight between Kastro and Hisoka.

However, the former serves as a negative example, which is perfectly suited to warn Charles.

"Hisoka, I want to thank you. If it weren't for your guidance back then, I wouldn't have been able to grow to where I am today and become so strong." Even though Oboro had already announced the start of the battle, Kastro remained calm and composed, showing considerable confidence in himself.

It seemed like victory was assured.

In the Heavens Arena, he and Hisoka were both considered the closest to the Lord.

"Strong? Are you talking about you?" Hisoka sneered.

"You'll see soon enough!"

Kastro's expression turned cold, and he let out a roar, instantly attacking.

Its explosive power is extremely astonishing.

Instead of going to the battlefield, Long took out his phone and looked at a text message sent by David.

The arrangements on the Kakin Empire's side are almost complete...

We'll just wait for him to get there.

Beside him, Charles was intently watching the two sides fighting in his field of vision.

Kastro leaped up and appeared in front of the enemy. His five fingers curled into tiger claws and he tore at Hisoka's head. The Nen power attached to his hands was very strong.

Faced with this attack, Hisoka took a step back, as if trying to dodge.

But in a daze, Kastro was originally suspended in the air, disappeared and appeared behind Hisoka in an instant... The tiger claw grabbed at one of Hisoka's arms.

"How did you do that?"

Charles was taken aback.

He didn't see clearly how Kastro managed to shift his position in an instant.

We're doomed!

Hisoka can't dodge this! This kind of move, let alone Hisoka... Charles feels that even some powerful figures at the level of a sect leader would be hit by it.

Kastro also showed a smug expression.

However... in their eyes, Hisoka's body seemed like a series of fleeting afterimages, his flesh turning into air as he was pierced through by Kastro's claws. He himself was like an elegant dancer, gracefully walking away from Kastro.

"This..."

Charles was dumbfounded.

If Kastro's attacks are unpredictable and bizarre, then Hisoka's positioning and techniques are simply divine.

He understood it even less.

"Don't stare at Hisoka... You won't learn anything from him, he's on a much higher level. Focus your attention on Kastro!" Oboro's reminder came from beside her, as she was still looking down at her phone.

"Yes."

Charles quickly regained his composure and kept his eyes fixed on Kastro.

Immediately, he saw Kastro recover from his shock and tear through the air with both hands, striking at Hisoka... but Hisoka was agile and dodged them one by one, without even his clothes being touched. Even though Kastro could appear near Hisoka unpredictably every time, his attacks still couldn't hit.

The two figures shifted and danced across the field. Gradually... Kastro stopped his attack, panting heavily, sweat beading on his face. He raised his head, his eyes darting around as he stared at Hisoka, seemingly surprised by the astonishing difference in skill between Hisoka.

He originally intended to prepare a "surprise" for Hisoka!

Now it's become a joke.

"You... seem to want my arm..." Hisoka looked at the Kastro, twirling a playing card between his fingers, and said with a smile, "No need for that. Since you want it, I'll give it to you!" With that, under Charles's incomprehensible gaze, Hisoka raised his right hand.

"I won't hide, come and get it..."

Kastro's mind went blank; Hisoka was humiliating him!

"Ah!"

In an instant, his expression turned furious, his mental output increased to the maximum, he clasped his hands together and unleashed the killing move Tiger Bite Fist, charging out.

"Really not going to dodge?"

Charles the power of Kastro's punches, Charles's heart jumped.

Kastro is quite famous in the Heavens Arena. He has used this move in several previous matches. It is said that the Tiger Bite Fist can break a tree that several people can hug, and it is completely impossible to withstand! Kastro has won in the ring before with great ease. Even when he used the Tiger Bite Fist, it was far from the momentum he is showing now.

It's clear that Kastro Lang gave it his all!

If Hisoka hadn't dodged, his arm would have been severed.

They will definitely be seriously injured!

Bang! Kastro's two hands, shaped like tiger's mouths, bit Hisoka's arm, but it did not cause the expected damage. A ball of Nen power floated on Hisoka's arm, precisely covering the attacked area. When Kastro's hand entered Hisoka's Nen power, it was immediately depleted, as if it had been inserted into a sticky, gelatinous substance.

For a moment, it was difficult to pull both hands out of the meditation ball.

Then, before Charles could react, Hisoka suddenly elbowed the air behind him with his other hand.

With a "whoosh".

Charles saw that behind Hisoka, another Kastro had appeared, attempting to launch a sneak attack, but Hisoka struck him squarely, causing him to bend over and spit out saliva, his eyes wide with fury.

"Is this what you call growth? A clone?"

Hisoka looked at the dazed Kastro in front of him and smiled strangely, "How boring... Although I don't have much hope for you, if you can provide me with some unexpected fun, I might keep you around..."

"Now it seems my judgment was correct; your aptitude is indeed too poor."

Hearing Hisoka so bluntly criticize him, Kastro was furious.

He yelled, raised his foot, and thrust his knee into Hisoka's abdomen.

He wanted to use his Nen to break through Hisoka's Nen envelopment and coverage... At the same time, he forced the heavily hit clone to stand up and strike the back of Hisoka's head, buying time for the main body.

The wind howled through the fists...

Hisoka seemed to be forced back by his attack, released the Nen from his arm, and darted away.

Kastro's hands were also freed.

There's still a chance!

Kastro forced himself to calm down. After all, he had a clone, so he could fight two against one... Hisoka's dodge showed that his Nen and attacks could still put some pressure on his opponent.

But... the thought had barely crossed his mind when, in the next second, he saw Hisoka, who was supposed to have jumped away, miraculously return to his face. As a playing card fell from his hand, a red line appeared on his face, from the center of his eyebrows all the way to his chin.

His face was slashed in two!

With a thud, the two Kastro merged into one, and the original body fell to the ground, lifeless.

He just died like that.

Kastro himself didn't see it clearly, but Charles outside the arena saw it clearly. In the instant Hisoka moved away, the direction and momentum of his jump made it impossible for him to return to his original position, but his body seemed to be pulled back by something, like a spring.

What chilled Charles even more was that Kastro was Enhancement Fruit user. Even if Hisoka could use Nen to counter it, logically speaking, it would be impossible for him to confront him so easily and take Kastro's life with just one move using playing cards!

Even if Kastro didn't react in time, he still maintained the Nen defense on his body.

A minute... maybe less?

Charles's mouth was dry.

Master was right... The battle ended so quickly, without any suspense.

At that moment, Oboro put his phone in his pocket, looked up at Hisoka who was walking towards him, and laughed, "It's over? Why don't you play a little longer?"

"This is boring..."

Hisoka gave a listless, pursed-lip response.

"Let's go then..."

Long slowly got up, led Charles to the entrance of the venue, and opened the door.

Charles followed stiffly.

His eyes glanced at Hisoka beside him, a chill running down his spine.

But Hisoka seemed to notice his gaze and smiled in a friendly manner.

"..."

Charles.

Soon, only a corpse lying in a pool of blood, gradually growing cold, remained in the vast martial arts arena.

In Charles's eyes, a powerhouse at the quasi-Lord level was killed so casually...

Like a fly casually crushed and killed, his death went unnoticed by outsiders, causing no ripples whatsoever...

He suddenly felt that he needed to learn more about the world of Nen user.

After all, before this, the Heavens Arena was all he knew about Nen user.

A bit... narrow-minded.

On the way back, in front of Hisoka, Oboro asked Charles, "Tell me, why did he lose?"

"Well..."

Charles's choked words.

"You didn't notice anything at all, did you?"

Long's eyelid twitched. Is she really that stupid?

Even the most ordinary things should have their limits...

"His... Nen and Hisoka's seem... a little different..."

After a long silence, Charles racked his brains and seemed to finally understand something, then stammered out what he had said.

"I'm going to say too much or too profound things. With your brain, you probably can't digest it all. I'll just explain the simple things... His attack on Hisoka was too simple. His intentions were easily seen through. When Nen user fight, they need to know how to hide their moves and change their tactics. If the attack command is too simple, once it is predicted, it's a dead end... Do you understand?" Oboro sighed.

"So that's how it is."

Charles suddenly realized, recalling the scene where Hisoka raised his arm, allowing Kastro to attack.

It turns out that Hisoka had guessed Hua Shidoulang's purpose through Kastro's previous attacks.

A feint attack on the surface, followed by a sneak attack on the arm using a clone...

No wonder...

"There's also his Nen, that clone. He's Enhancement, but the ability he developed is closer to Conjuration. As a result, he can't unleash his true combat power to the fullest, which is equivalent to wasting his talent."

Oboro explained, "Your Nen isn't actually very well developed... It's more of a support ability. The main thing is that the two elements of faith and activation have certain requirements for both mind and body, and they are fluctuating, to put it bluntly, they are unstable, and there are also limits. There are too many constraints."

"But it can't be changed now... so be it."

"He will lose, and another reason is that Hisoka has psychological control over Hisoka. When Hisoka allows him to attack and then neutralizes his moves, Kastro's mind is thrown into disarray. Nen is influenced by willpower."

"Furthermore, it's about timing. At the last moment, Hisoka released his ki on his legs to entangle them. After jumping away, he used the characteristics of Nen to pull himself back at an even faster speed. He judged that his opponent would change his move for a moment and be distracted, which was the perfect opportunity to decide the outcome."

"I see..."

Charles couldn't help but sigh. After his master's explanation, he felt as if the clouds had parted and the sun was shining through, and he understood again.

Oboro was explaining to his disciple that Hisoka's victory could be summed up in one sentence: comprehensive suppression and level suppression.

If Hisoka doesn't want to waste time, the battle duration will be shortened.

"What you need to learn in the Heavens Arena is experience, as well as different states when playing against different opponents, including psychological growth and stability... observation, analysis, response, and so on." Looking at his apprentice's simple and honest appearance, Long suddenly felt a little tired.

Hisoka saw Oboro's speechless expression and felt a little smug.

There was no other way; even if the apprentice was only nominally recognized, it was difficult to abandon him.

Anyway, I'm leaving soon...

If he kept Charles by his side indefinitely, Oboro felt that after a while, he might expel him from the sect.

He now understood why Biscuit and Wing preferred to choose outstanding apprentices—it was simply to save them trouble.