I... Think I Let a Monster Loose

All Kanzai wanted was to beat the Moyu Clone to a pulp.

But Kanzai didn't really know Moyu.

Not his abilities, and not how he fought.

Kanzai's knowledge of him was limited.

Cheadle was different. She knew Moyu better than Kanzai did.

Setting aside his level of ability...

Moyu had awakened Nen only days before he defeated a vicious Nen user who was on the wanted list, all by himself.

And just a month after taking his first steps into Nen, Moyu had dealt a killing blow to one of the Qinglin Squad's elite members.

Those were remarkable victories...

And they owed not only to Moyu's Nen Ability, but even more to his outstanding skill in combat.

Cheadle knew that.

She knew that, of the strengths making up Moyu's overall fighting power, his combat skill outweighed his Nen Ability.

Yet the clone before her had displayed all kinds of abilities Moyu didn't possess.

With those bizarre, uncanny abilities, it had managed to break through Kanzai's defenses.

What on earth is going on...?

Did this Created Being really come from my thoughts or consciousness?

But as far as I know... Moyu doesn't have abilities like these.

And if they're all Created Beings, why were those tigers so feeble while this impostor is such a capable fighter?

Cheadle frowned deeply.

There were too many questions without a trace of an answer. She felt a new measure of awe toward this Nen Space, with all its unknowns.

Clearly—

It wasn't as simple as she'd first thought.

"Kanzai, let's work together for now."

Cheadle glanced at Kanzai, who was embedded in the van.

The impostor's abilities were bizarre, but they clearly didn't do much damage.

So although Kanzai had taken a beating, he was largely unhurt.

"No."

Kanzai pulled himself free of the van