Hunter X Hunter: I Want To Be A Foodie

"You look...very confident, young man."

Netero put it on top of his head, looked Yang Feng up and down and said.

"I don't dare take it seriously. I just know your strength better than others, President."

Yang Feng smiled slightly, and as soon as he finished speaking, he pounced like a cheetah.

"Are you playing raid... you're too young." Netero grabbed the ball and turned around to avoid Yang Feng.

However, he did not expect that Yang Feng would suddenly stomp his feet and turn around forcefully at the next moment.

While turning around, he quickly grabbed the ball above Netero's head with his right hand.

"Pah!" The ball was brushed by Yang Feng's fingertips and bounced out.

"What a great opportunity! Come on! Yang Feng." Killua shouted from the side.

Killua didn't need to remind him, Yang Feng actually rushed out the moment the ball bounced.

Fast, super fast, Yang Feng's full burst speed is not weaker than Killua's.

At this moment, he realized that the body after level 5 could run so fast.

There were some afterimages left along the way, and in less than a second, Yang Feng was already close to the ball.

"Too naive, young man." Netero's voice came to his ears.

Immediately, a figure rolled over Yang Feng and grabbed the ball after landing.

This person is of course Netero. Netero got the ball and still stood on one foot.

Seeing this, Yang Feng took a step back. Netero thought Yang Feng was going to regroup.

Unexpectedly, the foot Yang Feng used to retreat suddenly exerted force, and he bent his knees for support.

"Whoosh!!"

Like a spring, Yang Feng's whole body shot towards Netero.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Feng passed by Netero and grabbed the ball with his hand.

"So fast..." Netero exclaimed: "But it's still useless."

As he spoke, Netero grabbed the ball with one hand and jumped sideways to the right.

His jump was not only timely, but also very fast and violent.

By the time he landed, Netero had jumped to the wall ten meters away.

"Failed again... Damn it, this smelly old man is really awesome."

Killua clenched his fist and said very unhappy, while Gon said nothing.

He still stared closely at Yang Feng on the court, seeming to think that Yang Feng would succeed.

At this time, Yang Feng, who had failed to grab the ball twice in a row, stopped.

"What? Are you giving up?" With that said, Netero threw the ball onto his index finger and turned it.

Hearing this, Yang Feng smiled and walked towards Netero and said:

"Of course not, I haven't even had a minute, how could I..."

Speaking of this, Yang Feng suddenly opened his eyes and pointed at the glass wall behind Netero and shouted:

"Sorry, President, Examiner Menchi is running naked behind you..."

"What?"

Netero, Gon and others all looked outside the glass wall because of Yang Feng's words.

However, when they looked outside, they saw nothing.

"No! I fell into a trap!"

Netero was startled, and when he turned around, Yang Feng had already arrived.

Moreover, the palm of Yang Feng's right hand has touched the ball in his hand.

"The ball is mine!" Yang Feng thought to himself, and couldn't help but smile on his face.

However, the next moment, Yang Feng felt a force coming from the ball.

boom! The force was so strong that it sent Yang Feng flying away.

At the same time, the ball that flew away from Yang Feng bounced back to Netero's hands.

Netero patted the ball and said, "Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, it's a pity that young people today can't even catch a ball."

Hearing the joking words, Yang Feng, who had just fallen to the ground, got up in pain.

He raised his right hand and squeezed it a few times, only to feel a numbness and pain in his right hand.

"Asshole, shameless old man, he actually introduced mind energy into the ball."

Yang Feng cursed secretly in his heart, once again refreshing his shameless understanding of Netero.

As everyone knows, Netero is also thinking at this time: "This guy lies a lot, he is really treacherous."

"He almost succeeded just now. It seems that I have to be more serious..."

After thinking about it, Netero put the ball on his head and looked at Yang Feng.

"Do you want to continue? Boy, if it doesn't work, let your friend come up instead."

Yang Feng shook his right hand to relieve the numbness and snorted coldly:

"No need, I'm just going to get serious now, at least..."

"I also have to let you use the other hand or the other foot."

Netero couldn't help but smile after hearing this: "Interesting, since you said so, I will give you a chance."

"Lower the requirements for victory and defeat, as long as whoever among you can force me to use my left foot and right hand next."

"So, even if you win half of it, can you do it?"

After hearing Netero's words, Gon was happy because the requirements for winning were lowered.

Unlike him, Killua and Yang Feng looked unhappy at this time.

lower requirement? Win half? Still asking if it can be done? This is too disrespectful!

"Fuck it, fight it. Anyway, I'm here to test my strength today."

After thinking about this, Yang Feng's eyes widened and his figure suddenly shot out.

"Hand over the ball! Stinky old man!"

Yang Feng shouted, this time he would not address Netero with any honorifics.

Netero didn't care, he just copied the ball and started dodging left and right.

"Shuashuashua..."

Yang Feng attacked desperately, using all his strength.

Or sprinting forward or jumping, constantly reaching out to catch the ball.

The attack and defense speed of the two became faster and faster, so fast that afterimages were formed in the entire room.

Later, Anida and the two staff members could no longer see Yang Feng and the others clearly.

Only Killua and Gon could see Yang Feng and Netero clearly.

"Brother Feng is so powerful...much better than me." Gon exclaimed in amazement.

"Well, Yang Feng is indeed a bit of a jerk, but that smelly old man is starting to get serious."

Killua said in a deep voice. He could tell at a glance that the speed used by Netero was much faster than before.

While the two were talking, Yang Feng and Netero speeded up again.

As a result, the number of afterimages in the entire room increased, and the wind of air waves kept rising.

About seven minutes later, Yang Feng, who was tired and sweating profusely, stopped and took a deep breath.

Netero saw him and stopped two meters away from Yang Feng, standing on one foot.

The ball was spinning on his fingertips, and Netero looked very relaxed.

"Young man, I have to say that your physical fitness is indeed very strong."

Netero seemed to say casually: "It's a pity that your attack was unorganized and you didn't make good use of your physical fitness."

"If, like the Zoldyck boys, you have received special training or learned certain moves and techniques..."

"Perhaps, I, an old man, may be forced to use my hands and feet today."

Yang Feng, who was gasping for air, suddenly raised his head when he heard this, with a look of surprise on his face.

As the saying goes, the speaker is unintentional and the listener is intentional. This is the case in Yang Feng now.

Netero's casual comment gave Yang Feng a huge impact.

"That's right! With my physical fitness, wouldn't I be stronger if I knew some moves?"

Thinking of this, Yang Feng only felt that he was stupid before, very stupid.

"Paralysis! It's so embarrassing. I didn't even notice that I need to learn attack methods, even ordinary fighting skills..."

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