"Boom!"
Wave against wave, Nen Bullets simultaneously formed between Ging and "Razor," crashing violently toward each other!
In the no man's land, mist churned as the "Nen Bullet" expanded from the size of a fingertip to a chicken egg, then an apple... a volleyball... The hood above Ging's head was lifted by the sense, revealing the chaotic locks underneath as he continuously tested his opponent's strength.
Just as Netero had guessed... the person in front of him who resembled Razor so closely had pupils that were dull and lifeless, like a fake Razor being controlled like a puppet. In both "Nen quantity" and comprehension, he was about 80% of the true Razor's level.
According to the Nenryoku system theory, in one's main system, achieving 80% of power is considered a perfect performance.
Ging squinted his eyes, raised his hand, and condensed another basketball-sized Nen Bullet, clashed with the fake Razor once more. His shadow moved, silently split into another form, sneaked behind the opponent, and suddenly struck a punch wrapped in [Ko] towards the fake Razor's back.
It's almost certain that the person behind the scenes has an understanding and utilization of Nenryoku far beyond an ordinary Nen user or Elite Hunter.
"Bang!" [En] released... The fake Razor's head twisted eerily backward, and landed a whip leg, hitting the shadow.
A wolf howl sounded...
The shadow dispersed and re-formed, returning to Ging's side, revealing itself as a majestic and grand white wolf!
"What a beautiful wolf!" The enormous Phantom Wolf, with its fluffy tail curled up, almost enveloped Ging entirely.
Hunter Association.
Netero designated the volleyball training field.
Wing multitasked, splitting his gaze left and right to watch Roy and Ging... Showing two Phantom Wolves simultaneously in the images, baring fangs and flashing with a grim cold light.
By the boy's side, Biscuit crossed her arms, her chest plain and flat like an airport, watching the real Ging and the fake Ging with interest... It was the first time the old lady saw Ging display his own Nenryoku.
Big turtle... white-furred wolf... The old lady narrowed her eyes and said, "Ging, this guy is more professional than those 'Phantom Beast Hunters'."
Yet... "He went to be a 'Relic Hunter', not doing his proper job."
"Howl!" With the support of the Phantom Wolf, the real and fake Ging coordinated seamlessly, their feet moved, and they attacked Roy and the fake Razor respectively....
Netero, with a ponytail of white hair rising skyward, laughed, "Isn't this good?"
Relic Hunter contracts with mythical beasts,
Gem Hunter enjoys teaching,
A head of black hair flew upwards in the image, "Yubashiri" on the left, "Moon Scar" on the right, the youth wielding double swords, shooting left and right, utilizing "Sun Breathing" and "Wind Breathing", blocking the Phantom Wolf with one blade, lifting his hand for another move "Wind Breathing: Second Style - Claw Claw: Kofu Wind" rolling up several sharp wind blades that tore through the air and cut toward the fake Ging's head...
Clearly a "Conjuration" type, yet performing even more "enhanced" than "Enhancement", isn't this also a way of being "not doing the proper job"?
"Times have changed, people shouldn't be bound by systems."
Netero said gently,
Biscuit's sparkling earlobe twitched, clearly knowing something... It appeared that the old man had mentioned that he, as an "Enhancement" type, had considered leaning towards "Emission", reminding herself that although coming from the Martial Combat Faction, closer to "Enhancement", her Nenryoku was primarily "recovery" from "Transmutation", Miss Quqi....
Biscuit remained silent, even the astute Wing beside her noticed a hint of anomaly.
The youth distractedly watched in the image, Roy, who was about his age, barely a few months difference, not only proficient with swordsmanship, at a moment even opened his mouth to say, "Sleep now."
The sleepiness was uttered,
Taking advantage of a gap in the attack, he unleashed [Dreamscape: Rain of Forced Slumber], instantly hypnotizing the Phantom Wolf, causing its body to sink heavily, crashing to the ground.
Wing turned his head to look at his mentor Biscuit, hesitant to speak,
The old lady struck his forehead with a Hand Blade:
"If you want to say something, just say it, hesitating doesn't suit a man."
Wing scratched the back of his head, sheepishly smiled, "It's nothing, just some confusion...."
The young man had been working hard since he parted with Roy at the Heavens Arena nearly a year ago, always pushing himself, striving desperately to catch up with Roy, hoping that in their next meeting, he could confront him and show his progress.
Unexpectedly, from what was seen today, the youth had already grown to the point where he could engage with the "Ging" praised by both his master and his grandfather, without falling behind....
Wing's heart fluctuated, at times doubting if his direction of effort was wrong.
He shared his confusion with Biscuit, saying, "Master often teaches me that focusing on one 'specialty' is better than many 'skills' not being refined, but,,,,,,"
The boy's gaze fixed on Roy and Ging,
"I see them, they don't seem specialized, rather like they developed... more different means."
"Then what?" Biscuit cast a sideways glance, "What are you trying to say?"
"Do you also want to stop 'Enhancement' and change to another 'system'?"
His thoughts undisclosed... the sharpness in Biscuit's gaze prompted Wing to wisely remain silent.
"Hohoho... No need to be so harsh on the child,"
"It's not a bad thing for him to realize the reality sooner."
The volleyball at his fingertips suddenly disappeared, flicked accurately into the basket by Netero with precision.
The old man accepted the red tea handed by the Mamen Beans, took a leisurely sip, picked up the conversation from Biscuit, and then smiled kindly at Wing, "Child, a genius is a genius, an ordinary person will remain ordinary."