Three and a Half X[Gods][Humans][Discussions]
It transformed into a sword of light and shadow, fiercely stabbing towards Silva's chest!
This "forward thrust in a bow stance" was nothing out of the ordinary, but after incorporating a variety of Breathing Style such as "Sun Breathing," "Water Breathing," "Wind Breathing," and "Flame Breathing," it suddenly emitted a sharp whistling sound!
It vaguely evoked many different images, including Great Sun, crashing waves, howling winds, and scorching flames... All of these ultimately transformed into a single point of light, piercing straight towards the six elements symbolizing the human body: [Earth], [Fire], [Water], [Wind], [Void], and [Consciousness]!
Specifically designed to relieve the suffering of the Six Paths and suppress the life force of the six internal organs, it instantly made Old Netero's eyes flash, keenly sensing a familiar aura within it.
"The Sword of Gratitude..."
Both fist fighting and swordsmanship follow the principles of form and intent. Initial training focuses on the basics, which constitutes the form; refinement and mastery constitute the intent.
Netero raised an eyebrow, his skillful [Condensation] appearing instantly. He watched as Roy, sword thrusting and fleeing, seemed imbued with Buddhist principles, and numerous symbolic images accompanied him. It was as if, years ago, on a snow-covered mountain peak, bare-backed, he had prayed and thrown punches day after day for two years, finally comprehending the [Prayer of Gratitude]. From then on, filled with a profound gratitude for the "great grace and virtue of Martial Way," he ascended to the pinnacle of the [Enhancement] type...
Netero's eyes flashed with a sharp light. He too sensed a similar intent from the Sun-Earring Boy's unrestrained sword strike. The difference was that Netero felt gratitude, while Roy felt something more inexplicable besides gratitude, causing him to furrow his brow, unable to grasp the meaning...
"Whoosh--" Space was compressed to its extreme, in the blink of an eye...
Roy's thrust landed!
Silva's eyes flashed, his pupils filled with the light of a sword. He recalled the Sun-Earring Boy last year wielding a knife and making a similar thrust, but it was nowhere near as fast and swift as it was today!
The man's lips curled up in a smirk, his feet left the ground, hovering in mid-air, and he slammed his palm down hard at Roy's approaching figure!
A surge of powerful Nen Qi roared forth, stretching and Transformation in mid-air into a hand axe wrapped in steel, ready to strike down suddenly as Roy approached!
A piercing clang of metal clashing rang out, followed by a sonic boom that spread out in a ring...
Beside the clear pool, Zeno, his white hair swaying wildly, waved his sleeve to disperse a ripple of energy that was attacking him. At the center of the [axe light] and [sword light] intertwined, surging Nen Qi was tearing and fighting, locked in a stalemate.
The former head of the Zoldyck, also a top expert in the [Transmutation] type, glanced at Netero indifferently and said, "No need to make a fuss."
What you can do, others might not be unable to do as well...
"The sword of gratitude?"
His grandson Roy can do it, and so can his son Silva!
Even he... having immersed himself in the [Way of Transformation] for so many years, has achieved considerable skill in [Form] and [Meaning]...
"Hehehe... that's different,"
"It's different," Netero said, his sleeves billowing, his face bearing a Buddha-like appearance, his gaze fixed on Roy. "He's more than just grateful..."
But then, in the midst of the stalemate, Roy's empty left hand gripped [Snow Walk] tightly and suddenly slashed horizontally at Silva's waist and abdomen!
A glint of cold light appeared, then the sword flashed like a dragon... [Snow Walk] seemed to have been dormant for too long, accumulating too much sharpness, longing for the day when Roy would draw it again. With a sharp roar, it gathered...
[Sun Breathing - Eighth Form - Burning Sun Wheels]
[Water Breathing - Ninth Form - Water Flow and Spray]
[Wind Breathing - Form 5 - Fifth Form: Cold Autumn Mountain Wind]
The "horizontal slash" displayed by various Breathing Style such as [Flame Breathing] and [Mist Breathing] condensed into a colorful thin line, cutting through the air and slashing at Silva at close range!
As the [circle] appeared, the world began to fade in lines... Silva's right hand Eclipse from a distance, his eyes darting downwards, using the [circle] as his eye to catch Roy's sword strike coming from his blind spot. He immediately extended his left palm, striking first despite being behind, clenching it into a fist, his knuckles imbued with Nen Qi, instantly coated with [Entanglement]. To the naked eye, the [Entanglement] was solid and refined, a full three inches thick, piercing through the body, striking directly at [Snow Walk]!
"Clang!" Another loud explosion rang out!
The air exploded, Nen Qi, along with the shockwaves, scattered and caused the surrounding trees to tremble violently, as if they had been caught in a typhoon and were now shaking under the weight of the strong typhoon!
"Whoosh... whoosh..." The wind was blowing, and his field of vision was narrowing... Even with his binoculars protecting his eyes, Kurapika still felt a wave of dizziness coming over a large tree a kilometer away, and he felt as if he was being blown so hard that he could hardly open his eyes!
Too fast!
It's so bright!
I can't open my eyes at all!
Is this really... the combat power that a human can display?
"Whoosh..." The traditional ethnic costume worn by the Sun-Earring Boy, symbolizing the Kurta tribe, fluttered in the wind!
The wind forced the Sun-Earring Boy to stagger, and he grabbed Tsubone's hand tightly to steady himself and avoid being blown away. The Sun-Earring Boy glanced again, laboriously raising his binoculars to look at the battlefield. Beside the clear pool, he saw the old man he had encountered at the airport, and beside him, another old man who looked no younger, standing motionless with his hands behind his back. It was hard to imagine...
Just how powerful are they?!
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
[Fist] against [Sword], if one strike is blocked, if two strikes are blocked, then three strikes, four strikes, ten strikes, a hundred strikes!
Two figures skimmed across the lake's surface, like two comets colliding with long trails of Nen Qi. In the blink of an eye, they exchanged blows no less than a hundred times!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The tranquil pool was affected by the Nen Qi, shattered by the Sword Qi, and stirred up by the force of the fist, creating Water Hashira!
Roy wielded twin swords, sometimes displaying the scorching heat of the sun, sometimes the gentle softness of water, and sometimes the sharpness of the wind... like a sword dancer, moving amidst the flying Nen Qi... Netero caught his eye, and compared to their first meeting during the Hunter Exam, the Sun-Earring Boy was almost unrecognizable!
"Zeno, congratulations~" Zeno Youyou, his words piercing through the scattering Nen Qi. He glanced at Zeno and said, "Your family is about to have another Sword Path master!"
What makes a master? A master is someone who has reached the pinnacle of achievement, who has cultivated a deep understanding of a particular path, constantly imitating, learning, surpassing, and creating, forging their own unique path... only then can they be called a master!
To receive such high praise from the world's undisputed "Strongest Human," even though Zeno prides himself on being an assassin and is best at concealing his true feelings, a faint smile crept across his lips as he arrogantly snorted, "Master, given Roy's personality, he probably won't care. But... teacher, it's true..."
Some people enjoy lecturing others in real life, while others do it in their dreams... Who says reality is real and dreams are necessarily false?
Truth and falsehood are intertwined, like [conjuration] and [anti-conjuration]. For Nen user of the [Conjuration] type, [truth] and [falsehood] are important, yet also... neither is important...
Zeno thought of his father, Jager, and Netero thought of his friend Jager...
He said he was dead, but the "he" in the Demon Eye was clearly not him, but merely a character from his [The Game].
It's part of the process, or rather... [The Game items]!
Netero wholeheartedly agreed, squinting as he watched Roy move with the blade, her feet rippled the pool water, and with a sharp thrust, enhanced by [Light Release] and [God Spear], she abruptly crossed the distance of space, suddenly extending the blade, and instantly stabbed towards Silva's face!
He murmured with a hint of approval, "Then his teacher must be an extraordinary swordsman!"
"If we had the chance to meet, it would be very interesting!"
A surge of fighting spirit suddenly erupted from Netero, only to vanish just as quickly... Zeno glanced over, feeling a deep empathy. After vaguely hearing some things from his grandfather Maha, he had considered entering the dream world to see what those teachers standing behind Roy actually looked like. Unfortunately... what grandfather would force his grandson?
He's not Silva!
Jie Nuo narrowed his eyes and looked at Xiba through [condensation]!
The abruptly extended [Eclipse] and [Snow Walk], with the sharpness revealed by [Light Release], emerged cunningly from space, the sword wind brushing against his face... causing Silva's silver hair to fly upside down!
The man's pupils contracted, his fists crossed, and he raised them in front of him. As his Nen Qi surged, it quickly attached itself to his upper forearms, spreading to his fists in an X-shape, attaching itself to [hardness]!
Then, a crisp "ding" sound was heard!
Roy held the knife as if it were embedded in a diamond. Although the tip of the knife pierced Silva's [Nen Qi shield], it was also forcefully stopped by Silva's [Hardness]!
"Tsubone, is that bright silver membrane on the master's fist what you called [firmness]?"
On the big tree a kilometer away, Kurajing, holding a telescope, noticed through [Concentration] that Roy's [Eclipse] and [Snow Walk] seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, enveloped by Silva's powerful Nen Qi. She tilted her head and tentatively asked Tsubone.
Beside him, Kurapika frowned, gripping his binoculars, and glanced at Tsubone as well... Strangely, he didn't see any "bright silver film" at all.
The difference between [ordinary] and [thought] is this...
Tsubone looked intently at Roy, who was being held Silva, and said gently to the siblings, "Just call me Tsubone."
The old butler, with two pink ponytails cascading down her back, adjusted her glasses perched on her nose. (The Kurajing,..." appears to be unrelated and likely refers to a different context.)
Under the curious gazes of Kurapika and his sister, he said in a deep voice, "That's not [firm], it's [hard]!"
"It's a high-level application technique that combines the Four Major Principles [Entanglement], [Absolute], [Refinement], and [Hair] with dynamic capture, all fused together!"
"It's not something an ordinary person can master..."
Kurapika stood to the left of Tsubone, glancing discreetly at Kurajing, who was lost in thought. He paid particular attention to the [Four Major Principles], [Condensation], [Firmness], and [Hardness], then raised his binoculars to look at the clear pool, silently thinking, "Of course, this isn't an ordinary person..."
Leaving aside the two locked in a stalemate on the lake, and the three watching nonchalantly from the sidelines, looking at the entire Zoldyck, I'm probably just an ordinary person...
The Sun-Earring Boy recalled his first Zoldyck Zee. He felt that if he hadn't been recognized back then, he would have been punched into a pulp, or... eaten as a snack by that big dog at the foot of the mountain!
"A groan..." The blade trembled...
"Click..." [Hard] Like pliers, it clamped [Eclipse] and [Snow Walk] tightly.
On the clear pool, as their Nen Qi surged, the father and son decided to put their strength to the test!
Then, with a "whoosh," the water level dropped, surging outwards from the two people, and in the blink of an eye, it submerged most of the surrounding small area of forest...
Silva looked directly at Roy, feeling the immense power that flowed from [Eclipse] and [Snow Walk] through his body, along with [Hard] and [Fist Bone], and then into his forearm and upper arm. Suppressing his voice, he said with unrestrained joy, "Roy, you have something to be proud of... In terms of strength alone, your father has only ever admired three and a half people in his entire life!"
Roy raised an eyebrow, also feeling the immense force emanating from Silva, pressing down on him like a mountain, and said, "I'm half, what about the others?"
"One in Kakin,"
"In Bandle City,"
"One, right there,"
Upon hearing this, Netero put his hands on his hips and laughed loudly, "Zeno, look, your son is praising me!"
Zeno:".
He gave a cold laugh and uttered a name: "Bi Yangde, Bi Yangde..."
Netero immediately seemed to have been grabbed by the throat, his face turning red and his neck swelling, and he shut up abruptly.
Hehehe...
A mocking laugh, unrestrained, echoed deep into the Kukuroo Mountain...
In the dimly lit room on the first floor of the Zoldyck Family Ancient Castle, a withered old man rolled over, rocking his rocking chair, and reached out to slap Betty Zoldyck's round, plump buttocks, grinning to reveal a mouthful of large teeth... He was then slapped across the face by Betty Zoldyck in embarrassment and anger, and became obedient...
"Watching the show, but your hands are still wandering!"
Thankfully, she still retains a sliver of her true spirit. If she were still alive, I can't even imagine how much longer she would have been tormented by that audacious Maha...
[Enhancement] With well-developed limbs, her five limbs are naturally not weak either... The woman, using Maha's Nen Qi, sat on his lap, looked up at the huge television in front of her, which had been switched to the battlefield... She could vaguely see a familiar Nen Qi flowing on it... It was Kikyo!
"Eee-yah-yah..." In the Zoldyck Family Ancient Castle, Kikyo, holding Kikyo in his arms, activated his Nen Qi to control the cameras that covered the entire Kukuroo Mountain, observing the battle from God's Eye View. Naturally, he wouldn't miss the family's ancestor, Maha.
A crackling sound rang out as the cameras embedded in the forest deftly adjusted their angles, capturing the battlefield situation...
After hearing what Silva said, Roy looked closely at Silva, whose muscular physique stretched taut over his tight-fitting training clothes, and unsurprisingly said, "That guy from Bandle City... Benjamin Federico, right?"
That is, the former head of the Security Corps, now... [Archbishop of Thunder]!
"It seems you've already met him." Silva gleaned a hint of emotion from Roy's Nen Qi.
However, this mood... doesn't look very pleasant. Roy smiled...
Of course, he would never forget the bullet Benjamin stabbed him, but...
"Father, have you overlooked someone?"
"Who?"
"Your great-grandfather, who was also my great-great-grandfather... Maha Zoldyck!"
"No, I didn't," Silva said, his gaze deep as he looked towards the dimly lit room in the Zoldyck Family Ancient Castle. "In my heart..."
"Your great-grandfather is not included."
"He's not human."
"It's [God]!"