Conjuration, So Called...

Greed made people lose their reason.

In order to seize the crown, the five Nen Ability users suddenly attacked Baibo.

Facing the sudden assault, Baibo calmly retreated to a position where Ryan could come to his aid.

Since he had to avoid damaging the crown in his hands, he had no intention of fighting back at all.

Besides, with Ryan there, he did not need to worry about that for the time being.

"Trash should know its place."

Ryan flashed in front of Baibo, surging Nen pouring from his body as his thick hair billowed wildly in the aura like raging waves.

The distinctive presence of an Enhancer was fully revealed at that moment.

The five Nen Ability users attacking from all directions were intimidated by Ryan's aura, and all their pupils abruptly contracted.

One of them, a Nen Ability user examinee missing two fingers who had charged at the front, was already too late to retreat.

Ryan's gaze was icy. Wrapped in a terrifying aura, he arrived before the fingerless Nen Ability user with a single kick off the ground.

"Wait, I—"

Crack!

Having no interest whatsoever in hearing what the fingerless Nen Ability user wanted to say, Ryan relied on his overwhelming physical strength and Nen techniques to effortlessly slap the man's head down onto his spine.

Thud—

The fingerless Nen Ability user collapsed limply to the ground, his life extinguished in an instant.

Killing a Nen Ability user with a single palm strike in one exchange—this was the most unreasonable advantage Enhancers possessed in frontal combat.

Without solid Nen techniques and proper countermeasures, once an Enhancer got close, one's margin for error would be compressed to nearly zero.

Simply put—

One wrong step meant paying with one's life.

Watching the fingerless Nen Ability user become a corpse