Don't Underestimate Him

Who the hell had done this to his bar?!

Bruno scanned the room but saw no one. Furious, he was about to charge outside when he heard a voice from below.

"You're stepping on my foot."

Hisoka tilted his head up to look at Bruno. Nothing could have hurt his pride more.

He had never thought height mattered before, but now he felt deeply insulted!

No wonder Moyun got so angry whenever height came up. Now he understood.

Far away, Moyun would have preferred to be left out of this.

"When did you get here?!"

Bruno backed away several steps in shock, eyeing Hisoka warily.

This kid had managed to appear without making a sound. He was no ordinary opponent.

"I've been here the whole time. You were just too blind to see me."

"Is that so?"

Bruno looked at Hisoka suspiciously, seemingly weighing the truth of his words.

"I remember you now. You're on that silver-haired kid's crew too. Looks like I found the right place this time. You're certainly good at hiding!"

"??"

Who was hiding?

Hisoka puffed out his cheeks, clearly infuriated by Bruno.

A sharp vine shot out from behind Hisoka, heading straight for Bruno's abdomen.

"Iron Body!"

Bruno stared coldly at the vine. He did not even dodge, simply taking Hisoka's attack head-on.

"Ow! That hurts!"

The vine slammed into Bruno's abdomen, but instead of piercing through as expected, it struck something as unyielding as a wall of steel.

"Heh. Kid, you'll need a few more years of training before you can fight me!"

"What kind of move was that?!"

Hisoka had vaguely heard Bruno say something just now. He seemed to remember Moyun saying the same thing before.

"Just Rokushiki. Lowly pirates like you probably haven't even heard of it."

Bruno's gaze sharpened, and