The two people's black Nen floated in the air, like cocoon silk or ribbons.
The collisions and compressions produced a series of hissing sounds.
With pure malice and murderous intent, a repulsive aura swirled between the two fighters, neither giving an inch.
Not far away, Hisoka, who was idly sitting on a rock watching the performance, yawned.
He was a little bored, his chin resting on his hand, being held in place by Coleman.
I thought Coleman would lead Illumi to his home turf.
After all, in a real fight, Coleman's explosive power is no match for Illumi has been doing missions for years.
If it were a contest of endurance and stamina, even five Illumi wouldn't be enough to outmaneuver Coleman.
The forest and the buildings should have been this kid's territory, but somehow he just had to mess around with Illumi, this madman, in this open space.
Yes, playful fighting.
For Hisoka, this non-fatal fight was no different from his usual playful banter.
Boring and tedious.
They're not going to kill either of them, so what's the point of watching?
Moreover, this fight had no technical skill involved; it was purely a contest of Nen.
Brutal, devoid of any aesthetic appeal, it doesn't fit Hisoka's impression of Coleman at all.
If he weren't familiar with the character, Hisoka would have thought this was some trash impersonator!
Stretching, Hisoka curled his lip in disdain. " Coleman, if you're not up to the task, why don't you let me fight Illumi instead?"
Why waste this precious time on something else?
For example, you could beat Illumi until he was covered in blood, although the chances are slim.
For example, teasing Little Apple.
Coleman glanced at Hisoka seemed to be bored out of his mind.
"Be patient, honey, the game has only just begun, hasn't it?"
Hisoka didn't react in time.
They've been fighting for ages! So you haven't even started yet?
He blinked, tilted his head, and looked at the dense, rapidly dissipating Nen, somewhat puzzled.
The Nen has already been depleted to a certain extent, how could it not have started yet?
Suddenly, Illumi spoke.
"Barely qualified."
As he spoke, he slightly raised his hand, and the Nen belonging to him in the air vanished instantly.
Hisoka was taken aback and looked up slightly at Illumi had said those words.
He then looked around at the vegetation destroyed by the excessive fluctuations in his Nen.
Lost in thought.
Very well, I wasted ten minutes just to watch my Eldest Brother test my younger brother's Nen cultivation!
Watch these two perverts flirting!!!
Is Chun Chun sick?!
Then I thought about how I foolishly accompanied that idiot Coleman to that godforsaken place last night, and then spent the night with a bunch of snakes...
He slowly curled the corners of his mouth into a smile, narrowed his eyes, and stared at the two people not far away with a half-smile.
From today onwards, he will no longer be called Hisoka.
His name is West, the Great Vengeful One, So!
Before Hisoka could even collect the debt from the two brothers, a new storm began in the center of the battlefield.
Illumi, who had been quite amiable just moments before, suddenly turned cold.
Coleman, who had been standing languidly, slowly adjusted his posture.
He knew that a new 'test' was about to begin.
This time, the aura of Nen was completely gone from the air.
Along with them, two people also disappeared.
The sound of metal clashing in the air was a buzzing noise.
Seeing this, Hisoka sighed.
He slowly stood up.
The footsteps were strange, as if it were avoiding something.
He closed his eyes, looking somewhat helpless.
He rubbed his temples and sighed dejectedly.
"Hey you two, could you please draw up a special area for me to watch the show?"
Why are you two locking me up when you're fighting?
Why am I, a mere spectator, being forced to join this absurd war?!
Is there any justice in this world??
You two still owe me money!
Is this how you treat creditors?
You provided the author, Miao Shijiu, with her Hunter x Hunter: Hunter x Hunter: Ultimate Elegance.