Kanzai Lost It

What the hell?

They were all Created Beings from the Nen Space, so why could those Hedgehog-Headed Tigers be kicked apart with ease, while this Moyu impostor spawned from Cheadle displayed such formidable strength?

Kanzai was baffled.

Granted, he had underestimated the enemy this Nen Space had created.

But when he attacked just now, he had fully intended to blow the Moyu Clone apart with one punch.

And yet...

Kanzai sprang to his feet, veins bulging on his forehead.

Unacceptable!

He shot up from the ground and looked over.

The Moyu Clone had no intention of pressing his advantage. He ignored Kanzai entirely and charged straight at Cheadle atop the bus.

"Kester, if I don't beat you down today, I'll write my name backward!"

The veins on Kanzai's face throbbed.

Getting knocked down in a single exchange was bad enough. Now he was being ignored.

Kanzai had always had a hair-trigger temper. He no longer cared whether this was a clone or not. Only one thought remained in his head.

He would beat the Moyu in front of him down!

Whoosh!

Kanzai unleashed a torrent of Nen, stirring a vortex around his feet that swept up dust from the ground.

Across his face, his neck, his hands...

Black tiger stripes slowly appeared on every patch of exposed skin.

Bang!

Wrapped in a surging aura, Kanzai drove his foot into the ground.

The ground cracked open.

In an instant, he became a streak of yellow light hurtling toward the Moyu Clone's back.

Atop the bus.

Cheadle had already prepared to fight, but when she saw Kanzai's sudden burst of speed, she set her plans aside and studied the Moyu Clone charging toward her.

This was a Nen Space stripped of all color.

But people drawn into it retained the color of