Hunter X Hunter: I Want To Be A Foodie

Before you know it, night has fallen outside.

A crescent moon hangs high in the sky, the moonlight is bright and clear.

Located in a luxurious suite above the 200th floor of Sky Arena.

At this time, Hisoka, who had just returned, was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

While overlooking the city night view outside the window, Hisoka had an evil smile on his face.

There was a sickly excitement in his narrowed eyes.

"What an unexpected harvest. Another green, astringent fruit worth waiting for."

"It seems that this time I came to the Sky Arena, I came to the right place."

"However, compared to Gon, the kid named Yang Feng is obviously much more mature..."

Speaking of this, Hisoka couldn't hold back the murderous intention in her heart.

His right hand clenched into a fist, but the next moment, he immediately let it go.

Shaking his head slightly, Hisoka murmured as if suggesting himself:

"No, not yet. It would be a pity to destroy it now. I have to be patient."

"The maximum harvest can be achieved only when the sweet fruits are truly ripe!"

After that, he suppressed the murderous intention and other crazy thoughts in his heart.

Hisoka turned around and sat on the sofa, and started playing a tower defense game with an evil look on his face.

This may be Hisoka's only pleasure besides fighting and killing.

On the other side, Yang Feng had no idea that Hisoka almost had murderous thoughts towards him.

After entering the luxuriously decorated personal suite with Wing and others.

Yang Feng immediately said: "Okay, you all sit down. Besides, these people are guests...

"Mr. Wing, let me tell you what you want to say first."

After hearing Yang Feng's words, Wing, who had just sat down, pondered for a moment.

Then, he raised his head, looked at Yang Feng closely and asked:

"I think the three of you have already learned how to read, right?"

"This question is boring, Mr. Wing. If you don't know how to read...

Yang Feng rolled his eyes and said angrily: "How do you think we can stay here? Can we even complete the sound level registration on the 200th floor?"

Wing laughed out loud: "That... is correct. It seems that I did say nonsense."

"So, can you tell me how you learned to read?"

"Brother Feng taught us, but Killua and I have only learned it for a few days."

Gon, who was sitting nearby, interjected, while Killua was eating chocolate candy balls.

Most of the nearly 200 million bonus he received from the Sky Arena has been exchanged for national food.

"Did you teach me?" Wing looked at Yang Feng, a gleam flashed in his eyes: "Sure enough, I felt right, you learned "Nian" a long time ago."

"It's not too early." Yang Feng smiled and said, "At least...I haven't learned it before the Hunter exam is over."

"Of course, it is really difficult for me to explore and study the practice of mind power on my own.

"So, I have actually planned to ask you for advice, Mr. Wing."

"Please teach me? Why? Why do you think I am qualified to teach you, and why do you think I can teach you?" Liu Gu was stunned for a moment.

Yang Feng raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Just because you are one of the telepathy masters appointed by President Netero."

"Just because you are the successor of Shingen-ryu Fist Technique, are these two reasons enough?"

Wing was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that his identity would be discovered.

Gon and Killua both looked at Wing with surprised expressions.

Gon said: "No way? Brother Feng, could it be that Mr. Qu Gu is the telepathy master you said before...that one who appeared a long time ago?"

"That's right." Yang Feng replied: "So, based on emotion and reason, it is not too much for us to ask him for advice on mind power cultivation."

"After all, we are not trying to learn their orthodox kung fu from the Shingen-ryu style."

"All I need is experience in practicing mindfulness and experience in developing Nen."

Wing came back to his senses, frowned, and pondered secretly for a while.

Immediately, he pushed up his reflective glasses, nodded and said, "I see, I understand, okay, I can teach you my experience in cultivating the past.

"But, before that, I want to see the progress of your practice."

"Use "Tang" and let me see your respective thoughts!"

Yang Feng stood up and said: "No problem, Gon, Killua..."

Gon and Gon stood up knowingly, preparing to use "Tangle" together with Yang Feng.

The next moment, a wave of wind blew up in the room.

Yang Feng and the three of them used "Tangle" at the same time, and a layer of aura of different colors emerged from their bodies.

Gon's energy is orange, Killua's energy is purple, and Yang Feng's energy is gold.

Wing, who used "Condensation", could clearly see the auras of Yang Feng and the other three.

"It's amazing. The energy of the three of them is beyond imagination."

"Especially Yang Feng, his Qi is close to reaching perfection and he has probably completed basic training long ago."

"We are only one step away from developing our personal killer skills."

Thinking to himself, Wing already had a rough idea of ​​the cultivation progress of Yang Feng and the others.

However, there was one thing Wing didn't know, and that was that Yang Feng didn't use his full strength.

If he uses his full strength to use "Entangle", he probably won't lose to Wing.

Of course, this only refers to the amount of energy [not a comparison of strength.

In terms of combat effectiveness, Yang Feng is at least one or two times worse than Wing.

After all, there is a big difference between having exclusive Nen and not having Nen.

In addition to the combat experience, Yang Feng also has much less Wing.

And Wing is an Enhancer Nen, and its destructive power is absolutely beyond imagination.

Therefore, if they really fight, Yang Feng will most likely lose to Yun Yan.

"Okay, you can stop." Wing glanced at Yang Feng and the others and said.

Hearing this, Yang Feng and Gon gathered their energy back into their bodies one after another.

This is not to remove the "entanglement", but to hide the "entanglement" in the body.

Let the reserved energy play the role of strengthening defense and even strengthening the body.

"How is it? The thoughts of the three of us..." Yang Feng looked at Wing and asked.

"It's very strong, but it seems that your will practice is not enough. I personally suggest that it is best to practice more diligently in meditation."

Wing said slowly: "In addition, starting from tomorrow, you can come to find me where I live."

"When the time comes, I, together with Zooci, will teach you the four basic practices."

"Of course, Yang Feng, because your basic skills have reached perfection."

"So, all I can teach you is the Nerve's combat experience."

"Also, how to transform personal creativity, ideas, etc. into... Nen that goes with you and is most suitable for you."

Yang Feng nodded slightly, Wing's experience in developing Nen was particularly important to him.

"By the way, Yang Feng, Hunter Menchi, the genius gourmet chef from the Hunter Association, contacted me yesterday."

"She asked me if I had seen you here at the Sky Arena..."

Suddenly, Wing suddenly remembered something and said this.

Yang Feng's expression suddenly changed: "No way...Then have you told her my whereabouts of 173..."

"No." Wing smiled and said, "Because I wanted to observe you at that time."

"I wanted to see if you were qualified to learn Nian, so I didn't tell her."

Hearing this, Yang Feng breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay if you didn't tell me. If you did, that tigress would definitely come over and kill me overnight."

Wing heard this and asked curiously: "Kill you? Is it so serious? How did you provoke her?"

"Well, it's a long story. Anyway, I have to stay in the Sky Arena for the next few months."

Yang Feng said: "So, if Menchi contacts you again, you must not tell her where I am. Please, Mr. Wing."

Seeing Yang Feng being so nervous, Wing became even more puzzled, so he nodded: "Okay, I won't tell her, don't worry.

As soon as he finished speaking, the display screen in the living room suddenly flashed brightly.

Following this, a large section of text in notification format appeared on the display screen.

Killua was so close that he subconsciously read out those words:

"The battle date has been decided, March 11th, starting at 2 pm?"

"What do you mean?" Gon asked confused: "Do these refer to game time?"

"Definitely." After Killua finished speaking, he raised his head and looked at Yang Feng:

"This room belongs to you, which means there will be a game for you tomorrow, Yang Feng?"

"It's true, there's nothing surprising." Yang Feng said calmly.

In order to participate in the Fighters Olympics next June, he naturally has to compete a lot.

After a pause, Yang Feng sneered and continued: "Besides, I estimate that tomorrow's opponents should be Sadaso and the others.

"With the strength of those three scumbags Sadaso...I can definitely win.".