Game, Spatial Teleportation

Biscuit now took Lucky to meet Netero.

Netero was practicing calligraphy in the room.

"Master, I've brought Lucky," Biscuit said, still showing Netero great respect.

If Lucky had not been there, she would probably have called Netero an old master.

Upon entering the room, Lucky's attention was immediately drawn to Netero.

Netero was eighty-one years old at this time. Unlike the frail old man from the anime, he still had a full head of black hair.

He was not as short as he had been in the anime, either.

Netero stopped what he was doing and looked at Lucky.

That single glance felt like a sharp sword, giving Lucky an overwhelming sense of danger and making him retreat two steps.

He had nearly averted his eyes from that gaze.

But Lucky quickly recovered and met his eyes directly.

"Haha." Netero laughed heartily, clearly pleased with Lucky's reaction.

"Since you wish to join the Heart Source School, then become my disciple," Netero said directly.

Lucky froze for a moment, then asked, "Just like that?"

"Just like that!" Biscuit had entered under Netero's tutelage in much the same way.

"Since you're my disciple now, come play with me."

The rooms on the top floor were much larger, with a small training ground inside.

"Are we playing that ball-snatching game again?" Biscuit asked outright.

She immediately revealed what Netero intended to do.

"I merely want to see what my new disciple is made of." Netero stroked his beard and smiled.

Feeling out Lucky's abilities was also part of a master's duty, was it not?

Lucky thought of the game Netero had played with Gon Freecss and Killua in the anime.

"I'll use only one hand and one foot. If you can snatch this ball from me, I can teach you a type of boxing." Though it was a game, there would be a reward.

"Of course, you may use your Nen Ability as well."

Biscuit looked annoyed.

Every disciple of the Heart Source School had played this game.

Netero's Hundred-Type Guanyin was quite famous within the Heart Source School—or rather, throughout the martial arts world.

Yet to this day, no one had learned the Hundred-Type Guanyin from Chairman Netero. At most, they had learned methods for practicing punches.

Do not be fooled by the fact that he was using only one hand and one foot. As long as Netero did not want to allow it, no one could snatch the ball from his hand.

Naturally, Biscuit had never succeeded either.

She was also very curious about the Hundred-Type Guanyin. Even if it was not her own path, studying it could still provide insight through analogy.

"Can I use any method?" Lucky asked.

"Of course!" Netero nodded.

Would Netero's boxing technique be the Hundred-Type Guanyin?

Though this seemed like mere play, given Netero's personality, what he offered probably would not be some simple boxing technique.

Besides, if Lucky performed well enough, Netero would value him more, would he not?

If he wanted to control the Heavenly Arena, then perhaps controlling the Hunter Association in the future would not be impossible either.

"Oh, that's a fine expression." Netero smiled happily. Though he still did not know Lucky's talent or strength, that ambitious look in his eyes pleased him greatly.

"Then let's begin!" Netero tossed the ball up and down in his hand.

Lucky did not rush to attack. Instead, he began circling Netero.

Netero was full of openings, yet each opening gave Lucky the feeling that there was nowhere to begin. It was an extremely contradictory sensation.

Netero at this age would only be stronger. If Lucky wanted to snatch the ball from his hand, he would probably have to use his spatial traversal ability.

Lucky first summoned Phoenix.

"Does your Nen Beast have a name?" Netero asked upon seeing Phoenix.

"His name is Phoenix. He's a phoenix."

As he spoke, Lucky moved in an instant. He dashed before Netero and reached for the ball.

But he grabbed only air, because Netero had already leapt away on one foot.

He was so fast that afterimages appeared, and that was with the speed of only one foot!

Yet Lucky did not stop. He continued pursuing Netero without pause.

"A phoenix, is it? So is your name related to him?" Netero asked casually as he evaded Lucky, still having the leisure to converse.

"That's right."

Phoenix, hovering in the air, began to move as well. Lucky had never allowed him to join his previous battles, but this time was different.

Flying at great speed, Phoenix attacked Netero directly with his claws, solely to create an opportunity for Lucky.

But Netero was even faster, and Phoenix's attack missed completely.

So strong! This was Lucky's most immediate impression.

Forget snatching the ball—even touching the corner of Netero's clothes would be difficult.

That speed was probably not even his fastest. Lucky thought of the Hundred-Type Guanyin.

With attacks like that, one would likely be knocked down before even seeing them.

Lucky was currently using the Sharingan as well, yet even its powerful dynamic vision could not easily catch Netero's movements.

Perhaps the Three Tomoe would be enough.

"Your moves are decent, but your body needs much more training. You can consciously control your breathing and incorporate it into combat, which is not bad either, but it's still somewhat disordered..."

As Netero evaded him, he also commented on Lucky's performance.

Lucky had not come from a formal Martial Arts School, so such a performance was not surprising. In Netero's eyes, his physical techniques were not particularly outstanding.

However, his eyes were quite good. Several times, he had managed to catch Netero's movement trajectory.

Listening to the commentary,

this was not an open arena.

Lucky adjusted his breathing and accelerated once more. This time, he stomped down much harder, and it was fortunate that the construction materials higher up in the Heavenly Arena were anything but ordinary.

In an ordinary building, that stomp would have shaken the entire floor.

Using the force from pushing off the ground, Lucky increased his speed and moved rapidly in straight lines.

He sprang up and down, leaping high. Whenever he struck the ceiling, he turned and kicked off it for momentum, moving back and forth without pause.

All to snatch the ball from Netero's hand.

"Not bad, not bad!" Netero was very satisfied.

At the same time, Phoenix began to act, and this time he would reveal his ability.

To snatch the ball from Netero's hand, Lucky did not mind exposing a few things.

Phoenix let out a cry and shot through the air.

Netero dodged the attack.

But then Phoenix suddenly vanished, only to reappear at Netero's right side.

Netero instantly realized that this was an ability of Spatial Teleportation.

Biscuit, watching from the side, widened her eyes in shock.

Phoenix was just about to touch the ball.

But an imposing aura erupted from Netero, and the movement of his hand changed.

The ball was instantly slapped away.

But Lucky and Phoenix were not slow to react either, and Apparition was used once again.

With a bang, Phoenix missed once more.

The ball-snatching game continued.

The match had completely turned into a contest between Phoenix and Netero.

Netero's face blossomed into an even broader smile.