No matter how Luo Ye tried to guide him, he couldn't draw Hisoka's attention away from the battle.
Hisoka seemed born to love fighting. Every day, he thought about how to fight, and all day long, he thought about how to find powerful people to fight.
He really didn't understand what was so good about fighting. There was no benefit to winning, and losing only meant suffering. Could it be that Hisoka enjoyed suffering?
Feitan looked at him and suddenly asked, "Didn't you say you wouldn't give way to anyone? Why are you going easy on him?"
Feitan's gaze made it seem as if he had jumped up and pointed at Luo Ye's nose, demanding to know what his relationship with Hisoka was. Luo Ye startled himself with the image he had imagined and hurriedly shook his head, trying to fling it from his mind.
Luo Ye gave a dry laugh. "When did I go easy on him? My skills have just deteriorated a little since leaving Meteor City."
"You're lying." Feitan clearly didn't believe him at all. "You've always been strong, even stronger than me. How could you possibly lose to that kid?"
Although he had always been Meteor City's main fighter, Luo Ye's skills were actually no worse than his.
The reason people thought he was stronger than Luo Ye was because he was ruthless enough and his methods were cruel enough. Luo Ye, on the other hand, always unconsciously held back.
He could clearly have taken someone's life with a single blow, yet in the end, he would pull his strength and merely leave them unconscious. Feitan couldn't understand why he insisted on holding back. When others hacked at him, they never held back either.
"Feitan, sometimes, fighting and killing won't get you anywhere. If you can