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Chapter 639
🕑 Added 2025-06-29 15:05:02 +0000 UTCChapter 639
“The Nen bullets from the user of the spider-type beast are strong—but still fall short of Ron’s by a noticeable margin.”
“Franklin’s Nen bullets are destructive, but they don’t compare to Ron’s either. Franklin can unleash more in number, though.”
“However, Ron’s bullets carry elemental transformations.”
“No, wait—the elemental shift seems to come from the Nen tool in Ron’s hand.”
“But even then, Nen bullets aren’t Ron’s primary method.”
After weighing all the comparisons, Shalnark could only reach one conclusion: Ron was far stronger than Franklin.
Chrollo looked at Ron and had a thought—he wanted to steal Ron’s ability.
Ever since he had developed Skill Hunter, the urge to steal excellent Nen abilities whenever he saw one was something he could not suppress. Still, while the idea surfaced, Chrollo took no action.
“Gravitational Game!”
Natsu activated his second ability. A punch struck the white-haired youth squarely in the chest, and in an instant, gravity intensified around him—three times the normal force.
The white-haired youth’s movement halted slightly. That alone wasn’t enough to make him falter entirely. But Natsu was quick, and even the slightest disruption in movement became an opening.
Another punch landed.
Six times gravity.
Natsu’s strikes continued, relentless, unceasing. The white-haired youth was forced into a purely defensive stance, dodging, blocking, retreating.
Only after taking multiple hits did he finally adapt.
The two returned to a state of deadlock, but under thirty times gravity, the white-haired youth was clearly under more pressure than before. Meanwhile, Natsu moved with increasing ease.
Gradually, every Phantom Troupe member's attention focused on the fight.
“That Nen beast is so strong.”
“It can go toe-to-toe with that white-haired guy.”
“And that guy gave us so much trouble before—he held his own against the boss.”
“It would take all of us working together just to deal with him. If this Nen beast can match him, then how powerful is Ron, who created it?”
“And Natsu isn’t even Ron’s only beast.”
Franklin turned to Hisoka.
“Hisoka, back in Heaven’s Arena, did Ron’s Nen beast look this strong?”
Hisoka shook his head. At that time, Ron wasn’t as powerful, and naturally, neither was Natsu.
What he didn't know was that since then, the Baki manga had been released, which strengthened Natsu further.
“Then during your match, he must’ve been holding back.”
Franklin’s guess was accurate.
In that battle, Ron had many cards left unplayed. Had it been a fight to the death, killing Hisoka wouldn’t have been difficult for him.
Just on intelligence alone, Ron held the absolute advantage—he knew Hisoka’s powers, but Hisoka knew nothing of Ron’s trump cards, particularly his uniquely talented Nen beasts.
“Feitan, do you think you could beat him?”
Franklin glanced at Feitan.
Within the Phantom Troupe, member’s strengths were loosely ranked as lower, middle, or upper tiers. Though exact rankings were unclear due to a lack of decisive matches, a general consensus existed.
Chrollo was undoubtedly first.
Feitan followed closely as second.
Other members, while powerful, each had clear weaknesses.
Franklin lacked sufficient destructive power.
Phinks had slow, telegraphed attacks that required time to build—time enemies rarely gave. In most situations, someone else needed to stall for him, as Feitan had done before. In one-on-one fights, Phinks rarely had the chance to use Ripper Cyclotron effectively unless his opponent was significantly weaker.
And in such cases, he wouldn’t need to use it anyway.
Uvogin’s case was similar to Franklin’s—high durability but lacking powerful offense. His “Super Destructive Punch” seemed mighty, but that was only because the Shadow Beast Worm had been so weak. Against real opponents, its damage potential was limited.
Bonolenov’s abilities required long charge times—luxuries few battles afforded.
As for Hisoka, Franklin admitted he didn’t understand him well.
Hooker clearly wasn’t Ron’s match, and even getting a clean strike on Ron would be difficult.
Feitan remained silent.
And in that silence, Franklin gave his answer.
If Feitan thought he was stronger than Ron, he would’ve said so immediately.
If he thought they were evenly matched, he still would’ve responded.
But saying nothing could only mean one thing—Feitan saw no realistic path to victory.
“Truly terrifying,” Franklin murmured, eyes fixed on Ron. “He’s not even twenty yet, and already this strong.”
“Only the boss can rival him now.”
“With talent like that… it’s hard not to feel jealous.”
Chrollo glanced at Franklin. He too could see Ron’s strength, but he also recalled the events Hooker had previously told them.
“Ron was with second-line officials from the Kakin Empire?”
“Could he be connected to Kakin?”
“If that’s true, then Ron having this kind of talent and power makes sense.”
“And if that’s the case—we can’t touch him.”
Chrollo knew how powerful Kakin was. Meteor City was strong, but compared to Kakin, the gap was enormous.
He might dare to strike against the underworld mafia, but never against Kakin.
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Despite the prolonged battle, the white-haired youth still couldn’t break through. And Ron and Sasuke remained nearby, not interfering.
The white-haired youth was starting to feel cornered.
A white bone jutted into the ground.
Suddenly, the terrain near Natsu cracked.
More bones emerged.
He was using the same technique he had used against the Phantom Troupe earlier—but this version was more refined. The scale was smaller, but the bones were far tougher, significantly limiting Natsu’s movement.
