Long Life Potion X Unexpected Visitor

Inside the Training Ground.

With a thunderous boom.

A figure was sent flying backward, shooting dozens of meters away in an instant before crashing heavily into a massive tree.

Numerous dents appeared across the surface of that giant tree. Clearly, it had been struck by more than just one or two people.

"Cough, cough, cough."

Amid coughing, the figure slid to the ground, then shakily climbed back to his feet.

"Where do you think you are? This is the Dark Continent. Physical training is absolutely essential."

Biscuit stood with her hands on her hips, watching the figure that had been sent flying as she spoke sternly with a frown.

"Yes, I understand."

The one who had stood back up was a scholarly-looking man with an exceptionally refined air.

Clearly, he was not a member particularly skilled in combat.

"And the rest of you as well. On the Dark Continent, reaching the limits of physical ability is the most basic requirement. Even non-combat personnel must meet it.

"Your base stats may be somewhat lower than those of the main combatants, but that does not mean you can fall behind across the board. I only allow your combat skills and talent to be inferior to those of combat personnel."

The more than fifty people before her were members of V6.

They were still undergoing training.

After so many days of training, Biscuit had more or less figured out the makeup of these people.

In human society, with armies, firearms, and various other factors, even Nen users did not need excessively powerful combat strength.

Instead, certain special Nen abilities and techniques could make them elites in a social sense.

Every nation's team included people like that.

Although they had undergone a period of intensive training after being selected, habits built up over many