Battle-Hungry Buck Clash

Train. Train hard. Train with everything you had...

The way to grow stronger was just that plain and simple.

It was also what Moyu had always been doing—moving straight ahead, never slacking off.

But there was another way to become stronger.

That was—

A life-and-death battle!

To experience one's own shortcomings at close range while walking a tightrope where death could come at any moment, and thereby take a brand-new step forward.

That was why Moyu was itching for a fight.

Now that Biscuit had pointed out a hostile Nen Ability user outside, Moyu immediately found it hard to restrain himself, though he could not help feeling regretful as well.

If he had developed Soul Echo's Mimicry Shared Appearance ability, perhaps he could have used this real battle to assess its tactical value.

Regret was regret.

Moyu looked beyond the law firm, a faint glimmer stirring in his eyes.

He did not want to miss this chance for actual combat.

Or rather,

Those "ten seconds" he had experienced at the Temple...

Made him cherish every opportunity for real combat.

Biscuit stood nearby, watching Moyu's expression with great interest.

She really had not expected this...

Beneath the boy's gentle exterior lurked the warlike instincts of a fighter.

Having noticed this, Biscuit's interest in Moyu grew even stronger.

Meanwhile.

The clock hand pointed at eleven.

Compared to the commercial street on the other side, which was still brightly lit, Tulip Street had already become nearly deserted.

At this hour, non-food businesses on both sides of the street, including Suibian Law Firm, had basically closed for the night.

As the crowds dispersed, the street grew rather quiet.

Along the roadside, only the streetlights standing there continued to give off warmth.

A figure darted past the illuminated area.

The figure traveled through the darkness