Zane paid no attention to the actions of Kurapika and Leorio, concentrating his entire spirit on his clash with Hisoka.
In the span of a dozen breaths, the two had already exchanged countless blows.
Zane's shoulders and chest bore the marks of his clothes being sliced open by cards.
Hisoka was in a similar state.
Both wristguards on his arms had been torn apart by the force of Zane's punches.
Suddenly, after another round of offense and defense, both sides leaped back simultaneously, creating so distance.
"Hehe... Hahahaha!!!"
Looking down at his bare wrists, Hisoka covered his face with his right hand, his laughter rising in pitch as he expressed his excitent and joy.
"Wonderful, I really wasn't mistaken about you. Zane, right? I acknowledge your strength." Hisoka peeked through the gaps in his fingers with his left eye, his eyes turning red with wide-eyed laughter.
There was no longer any doubt—the person before him was unquestionably a top-tier fruit.
Excellent physical fitness, combat techniques, and a composure that felt like dancing on the edge of a blade; these were enough to prove that his will and physical capabilities were outstanding.
Faced with such a brilliant fruit, Hisoka grew more excited the more he looked, unable to stop himself from gradually emitting an ominous aura.
Zane watched him coldly.
The clash just now seed intense, but it was actually just a series of probes.
That went for Hisoka, and it went for him as well.
The best proof was that Nen had not yet been used.
Feeling the ominous aura radiating from Hisoka, Zane shifted his feet slightly, preparing to go all out.
The ominous aura Hisoka radiated wasn't just directed at Zane; it spread across the entire area.
The animals in the surrounding jungle all fled in a panic; so were even scared to death on the spot.
Not far away were Kurapika and Leorio.
Cold sweat poured down Kurapika's face, his back drenched at so unknown point.
Leorio's teeth were chattering, his entire body frozen stiff.
*Step, step, step...*
Suddenly, the sound of footsteps approached from a distance.
Catching the movent in his peripheral vision, Zane imdiately saw a familiar figure.
It was Gon.
"Gon, run!"
"You idiot, why did you have to co now!"
Kurapika and Leorio, originally suppressed by Hisoka's ominous aura, were jolted awake when they realized Gon had arrived.
Their expressions shifted drastically as they forced themselves to break free from the suppression, shouting as they rushed toward Gon.
Gon stopped in his tracks.
Possessing an almost animalistic intuition, he felt the shivering, ominous aura coming from Hisoka the mont he drew near.
*So terrifying!*
His pupils contracted.
Gon looked at Hisoka in fear, his body trembling involuntarily.
This was the first ti in his life he had ever felt such an ominous aura.
The balance was broken.
Hisoka, whose attention had been focused on Zane, imdiately shifted his focus because of Gon's sudden intrusion.
The better Zane perford, the heavier Hisoka's bloodlust beca.
However, as a fruit grower, he would choose to harvest only when the fruit was truly ripe, unless absolutely necessary.
Right now, in his mind, Zane was a fruit that hadn't quite ripened yet.
So he had to suppress his inner killing intent.
Or rather, find soone else to vent it on.
*Swoosh!*
Hisoka lunged forward, his eyes bloodshot as he headed straight for Gon, his erupting bloodlust clearly making Gon the target of his venting.
"Hisoka!!!"
A roar erupted.
The sound waves vibrated through the air like invisible tentacles, pulling at the rushing Hisoka and causing his figure to stall.
Way of the Soldier: Killing Fist—Swift as the Wind!
Like a gale sweeping through, leaving deep footprints in the grass, Zane suddenly erupted with speed far greater than before, catching up to Hisoka in an instant.
*Clang!*
A layer of black light, invisible to the naked eye, coated Zane's right hand. Without a mont's hesitation, Zane followed the sound of his own roar and threw an intercepting punch toward Hisoka's waist.
*Boom!!!*
A violent shockwave echoed.
Zane's fist sent Hisoka flying horizontally into the distance.
After flying five or six ters, Hisoka's body spun nimbly in mid-air, sohow neutralizing the impact force. He then landed on his feet, plowing a several-ter-long furrow into the grass before coming to a steady halt.
"Simply marvelous! I didn't expect you to be hiding this kind of power!"
Hisoka looked up with a burning gaze at Zane, who had sent him flying. His eyes fixed directly on Zane's right fist.
Similar to Zane's perception of Nen.
Although Hisoka couldn't clearly see it, he could vaguely sense a power similar to Nen aura wrapped around Zane's fist.
It was precisely this power that allowed Zane's punch to erupt with power far exceeding his previous blows, forcing Hisoka to use his Nen to perform Ken for defense.
If not for that...
He wouldn't have just been sent flying; he would have been injured.
Armant Haki.
Yes.
What wrapped around Zane's right fist was indeed Armant Haki from the world of One Piece.
This was also the source of his confidence in not backing down when facing Hisoka, a master of Nen.
"Hisoka, you've disappointed ." Like the opposition of ice and fire, Zane's eyes were icy cold as he looked at the heated Hisoka.
Although he knew the man had no real bottom line.
The act of attacking Gon right in front of him still displeased him greatly.
"Disappointed? Oh..."
Hisoka tilted his head. From Zane's cold gaze, his eyes swept over Gon, Kurapika, and Leorio, who had already gathered behind Zane in combat stances.
Looking like he had just realized sothing, he said with interest, "These three friends of yours are quite good too. Though they can't compare to you, they're well worth the anticipation."
That punch just now seed to have dissipated the bloodlust in his heart.
At this mont, looking at Gon and the others who were clearly ready to fight alongside Zane, the more he looked, the happier he beca.
Strength aside, their ability to withstand his pressure was undoubtedly comndable in terms of their will.
They had earned the right to beco fruits he looked forward to.
"Say, I'm very satisfied with that punch just now. But just that isn't enough. You have to seize your opportunities, or one day, I might just kill you."
Hisoka gestured vaguely toward Zane's right fist, then lightly touched his lips, blowing a kiss to the four of them before turning and sashaying away.
*Whew...*
Gon and the other two, who had expected a grand battle, were left bewildered by Hisoka's sudden departure.
Though they didn't understand Hisoka's thoughts, seeing him leave, they all began to pant with relief.
"What a terrifying guy."
"What is with that guy?"
"That's good, that's good. Regardless, the danger has passed for now."
The pressure Hisoka put on the three was too great. Seeing the danger temporarily averted, all three wiped cold sweat from their brows, still feeling the lingering fear.
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