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Light was even weaker than Moyu.

That was Menchi's assessment.

It wasn't because Light had just called her too weak. She had watched the entire match and reached that conclusion herself.

In terms of aura, strength, and speed alone...

Light was undoubtedly superior.

Menchi acknowledged that. Even so, she still thought Moyu was stronger.

It wasn't just the outcome. Compared with the beauty of the power Light had displayed in battle...

She valued the refined techniques Moyu had used far more.

So despite being in a situation where she ought to leave quickly, she couldn't contain her curiosity and blurted out a request for Moyu to take her as his disciple.

Light couldn't argue with her reasoning.

He glanced at Menchi, then at Moyu, who looked a little surprised.

Let Moyu deal with this girl.

With that thought, Light turned without a word and walked toward the campfire beside the river, an invisible arrow still sticking out of his head.

In front of the bushes.

Moyu raised a hand to his chin and silently studied Menchi.

Under his gaze, Menchi—who was usually afraid of nothing—grew nervous and quietly swallowed.

"Your Nen..."

After a moment, Moyu stopped studying her and asked calmly, "Who taught you?"

"A stingy old man who wouldn't tell me his name. He only taught me how to open my Aura Nodes and control the power spilling out of my body. Then he left without a word."

Hoping to make a good impression, Menchi answered promptly and in detail.

Moyu nodded slightly when she finished.

Nen was a blade that could wound anyone who touched it. It gave ordinary people extraordinary power, but it also magnified everything within them—their personalities, thoughts, obsessions, and more.

That was why most Nen users in this world didn't teach others Nen lightly.