Become Supreme Will from Hunter x Hunter

Chapter 9 The Curtain of Moritonio
Cards switched back and forth between Hisoka's fingers, being thrown out continuously.

With the addition of mind energy, the sharpness of the cards is no less than that of flying knives...

The card blocked all the angles that Moritonio could dodge, making it impossible for him to dodge.

Hisoka rushed to the front and back, and immediately kicked a flying kick.

But what was lifted was only the top hat the old man was wearing... Moritonio had already bent down, ready to fight back.

Hisoka's speed was not uncomfortably fast, seeing that he missed the target, he bent his elbow and threw it at the leader's Tianling Gai.

boom!
Moritonio raised his arm, and the two men's arms collided.

At the moment of the fight, Hisoka noticed that Moritonio's body was tilted to a certain extent, and he used the angle of his arm to perfectly block his sight, so that the other hand hidden behind caught the fallen The hat covered his face.

The hat struck, and Hisoka's eyes were dark.

A heavy fist took advantage of the situation and hit Hisoka in the abdomen.

Hisoka's face changed, and the corners of his mouth overflowed with red.

Like a spring, his body jumped back and distanced himself.

"Talent needs to grow... No matter how excellent your qualifications are, you are just a newcomer who has just entered the practice." Moritonio did not pursue, slowly put away his arms, and said calmly.

Look very confident.

The probing between the two ended almost in the blink of an eye... Hisoka suffered a bitter loss.

"I'm not serious yet... Can you hold on?" The old man opened his hands.

"Please."

Hisoka wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and responded with a smile.

"By the way... It's rare that you have seen through my true face, so let me reveal to you... the secrets and principles of john.doe." Moritonio seemed to be interested in performing, and took out a handkerchief from his pocket: "This is a handkerchief without any mechanism..."

As he said that, the old man unfolded the handkerchief and stuck it on his face, "After putting it on the face, I imagined the appearance I want to transform into..."

Accompanied by his voice, the handkerchief began to shrink and deform, and even Moritonio's facial features also changed.

After a few crackling sounds.

A brand new face came into view.

It was the serial murderer's appearance on the wanted portrait.

"This is the magic of the killer doe...my ability 'stitched truth!'"

Looking at this scene not far away, he was calm.

This trick is the predecessor of Hisoka's "frivolous illusion".

"interesting…"

Hisoka smiled.

"Then...it's my own magic, which is full of tricks and calculations... Hisoka, you have to be careful."

The conversation changed, and Moritonio suddenly extended his palm towards Hisoka.

boom!
For no reason, Hisoka, who was standing there, was hit hard, and his right arm was directly deformed... The whole person fell and flew out.

Hisoka looked shocked, obviously defenseless.

"I feel...I am being oppressed by something..."

After Hisoka landed, his brain turned rapidly, and the injury did not affect his thoughts or movements at all.

"Minced meat...it's time to have fun making hamburger meat again..."

Moritonio's excited expression also began to turn ferocious, and he muttered in bits and pieces.

Boom boom boom!
Moritonio slowly rose into the air, as if he were a king on earth, looking down at Hisoka who was running back and forth in the field, but was knocked away by "some force" time and time again.

"Here it comes... your slightly trembling... crunching fragile life..."

Moritonio in the air was like a cat playing with a mouse, chuckling and sarcastic.

Hisoka is so embarrassed!
Even though he instinctively used his thoughts to defend himself, being hit again and again made his injuries worse.

In this way, he may be played to death by Moritonio.

"Ha... won't you help him?"

In the sky, Moritonio looked at the ground. As a bystander, the boy was extremely calm.

"No need...you are already a dead person in my eyes."

Hazy said calmly.

"Oh?"

Moritonio didn't care.

No one understands Hisoka's abnormality better than Oboro... This guy's growth in battle, including insight, on-the-spot thinking, etc., are all extreme!Moritonio thought that Hisoka was a sure thing because he didn't know Hisoka well, and he didn't know what level Hisoka's strength had reached... He could find a way to use "Ultimate" just by exploring on his own...Explanation, It is not difficult for Hisoka to use the mental technique of 'condensing'.

Snapped!
Sure enough, the words fell.

On the other side, Hisoka sensed that "something" was attacking in the void, and immediately made a move, concentrating the power of his thoughts into his eyes... In his field of vision, two thick iron rods that were attacking were immediately appeared.

He used his inertia and momentum to lock the iron rod with his arms before it hit him.

The danger was averted.

"what?!!!"

At this moment, Moritonio finally changed his face.

"It's actually... Ning! When did he learn it? How could it be... I didn't teach him at all... I even sent some wrong information to guide him to prevent him from groping out the way..."

The old man was stunned for a moment.

But he reacted very quickly, and immediately increased his mental force and magnetism, tightening the two iron rods together, wanting to crush Hisoka into meatloaf.

Whoosh.

However, his wish failed.

Hisoka's figure ejected and escaped from the gap in the iron rod.

"Escaped! He...can run away..."

Looking at Hisoka who jumped into the air and stood on the roof of the stadium, Moritonio's eyes darkened.

"What... it's very simple... I thought your magic was so mysterious, it was nothing more than a magnet..." "In the beginning, the reason why you deliberately used your telekinesis power with a handkerchief was just to give me an illusion. It can be seen…”

Above, Hisoka shrugged his shoulders. His embarrassed appearance didn't seem to affect him at all. The boy smoothed his red hair with his hand, "The strong attraction to each other, and the invisible magnet... Is this your trump card? A bit It’s boring…”

"..."

See Moritonio silent.

Hisoka said again: "The essence of magic is to hide... At this point, you have done too rough."

"There's no point in winning or losing...Young man, as you can see...my ability is to transform my energy into a magnetic iron pillar, but I haven't used my full strength yet...you are a little too happy too soon!"

"Stained iron bipolar!"

The old man let out a soft drink, and suddenly, the number of iron bars that appeared in the air became denser.

"Stop playing... hurry up."

At this time, Long, who was standing on the ground, shouted coldly to Hisoka.

He had no interest in reading any more.

"Ha ha…"

Hisoka laughed, and disappeared from sight the next second.

Moritonio controlled the iron rod and shot frantically at Hisoka's flickering afterimages, but all of them missed.

"Impossible...his speed...how could it be so fast?!"

"Where...where are the others?"

The old man kept turning his head, his eyes shaking, trying to catch Hisoka's position.

However, it was discovered that Hisoka kept crossing and appearing on top of each iron rod, or stood or squatted, but it only passed by in a flash and did not stay.

What's even worse is... the old man doesn't know what happened. The iron rod that was originally the manifestation of his telekinesis seemed to be getting rid of his control and became Hisoka's plaything, changing direction in the air.

"why?"

"Is he imitating my ability? Or... is this his mind ability? But it shouldn't be... He doesn't even understand the basic knowledge of mind energy practice, and he hasn't even cultivated 'fa' to a mature level, just using mind energy , talk about ability?"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"Imitation? This feeling...is the same as that guy back then..."

In a trance, Moritonio thought of a person, Jin Fulisi.

The next moment, Hisoka finally circled behind Moritonio, fell from the sky, and bent down to the ground.

"Just use my magic to end this show..."

Hisoka spoke softly.

Immediately, he pulled it with his hand.

High in the sky, the huge magnets that had already gathered around the old man were pulled away instantly, and they all slammed into the target in the center.

boom!
A deafening sound rang out, the airflow churned, and even the stadium buildings trembled.

Hisoka snapped his fingers, admiring the masterpiece he had created.

An unrecognizable figure covered in blood fell from a height of tens of meters and fell to the ground.

"Cough cough cough..."

Moritonio lay on the ground, coughing up blood.

The pupils are a little dilated.

"My ability... the bipolarity of dyed iron, is it supposed to be used in this way? Hisoka... did it better than me... I never thought that my mind power could be so perfect..."

The old man murmured dully.

"My mind has two properties of rubber and chewing gum. Stick one end of it to a magnet to change its behavior. Stick the other end to your body, and then shrink it in one breath...I call this trick 'flexibility' Love'."

Hisoka walked slowly.

"Chewing gum... bungeegum? Children's snacks... hehe... it's your style..."

The blood overflowing from Moritonio's mouth had poured into his nasal cavity.

"This...should be your...first time fighting with mind power...why...you can do this?" Moritonio's breath was already extremely weak.

"For him, your mind power usage skills and performance are too simple... Ever since he entered the circus, he has been observing you..."

"Killing ordinary people has also worn down your upper limit. You think you can solve everything with telekinesis skills. You obviously know more telekinesis skills than he does. You use entanglement to strengthen defense, use absolute to hide, and practice to increase combat. Will... There are so many methods available to you, but none of them show any advantages... Your fighting thinking is still at the level of ordinary telekinesis users, and this is the reason why you... failed."

A hazy and indifferent voice came, making the old man look over with his stiff eyes.

"It turns out...my so-called full strength...in your eyes, it turns out to be so...full of loopholes and ridiculous..."

"Hiso... Oboro... you two... and him... are indeed... monsters from the same...world."

After stuttering the last sentence, Moritonio swallowed his breath and died.

The person mentioned in the former undoubtedly refers to Jin Fulis.

Hisoka squatted down slowly, picked up the handkerchief that fell from Moritonio's face, attached his thoughts, learned the principle that the old man just said, and displayed the 'frivolous illusion', turning him into a murderer The appearance of the devil john.

The nature of his telekinesis is very suitable for this move.

"Well... This face is more suitable for you."

Hisoka smiled and said, "I was looking forward to this fight...but...it's a bit boring..."

"Sure enough... am I too strong?"

"..."

Oboro didn't answer, turned and walked away.

Moritonio is dead, there is no point in staying in the circus anymore, he is going to leave.

Upon seeing this, Hisoka immediately followed him, and the two of them left the venue side by side.

As the night darkened, the members of the troupe were still celebrating.

Abaki, who finally got away, also came out to look for the three of them, but he couldn't find them for a while...

"Strange... ah ah... those two guys... where did they go?"

(End of this chapter)