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Gourmet Hunter - Chapter 193
🕑 Added 2024-04-26 02:14:36 +0000 UTCChapter 193: A Hundred Moves Requirement
Perhaps sensing that Luo's aura field was barely maintaining, Bisky's punch merely sent Luo flying without injuring him, demonstrating a controlled release of power.
As Luo's body soared into the air, he barely stabilized and landed on his feet, his knees buckling almost causing him to lose balance.
"Sigh..."
Luo secretly breathed a sigh of relief; his internal energy was nearly depleted, and Bisky's timing was impeccable.
Bisky, with her back to Luo, calmly watched Antomu who had just stood up. Seeing only a trickle of blood from the corner of his mouth, she wasn’t surprised.
She hadn’t held back in her attack, even reverting to her original size, showing her regard for Antomu, who is top-tier both in terms of Nen ability and strength.
Restored to her original form, Bisky’s broad, muscular back and her height matched Antomu's. The poofy dress she wore was nearly bursting due to her explosive muscles, and it was a wonder that her white safety shorts underneath could withstand the strain.
The cute, loli face was gone, replaced by a rugged, masculine face.
Antomu clutched his chest, staring at the transformed Bisky, his face grave.
That sudden punch, though only hitting a stone pillar, had injured him; a direct hit would have been unimaginable.
He watched the completely transformed Bisky warily, sensing an overwhelming pressure.
Before the transformation, Antomu felt Bisky posed no threat, but after, the punch she threw had him regard her as the strongest opponent he had ever encountered.
Before becoming the floor master of the 230th level of Heavens Arena, he had fought countless battles, faced defeats, but more victories.
Among the myriad of opponents, none could unleash such power. He knew Bisky was a martial artist like himself.
"Heavens Arena, 230th floor master, martial artist."
Antomu took a combat stance, solemnly announcing a series of titles.
Bisky raised an eyebrow; it turns out he was the floor master of Heavens Arena, no wonder his strength and combat experience were so extensive. That Luo could push Antomu to such limits was impressive.
Heavens Arena, located within the Republic of Padokea, is the world's most professional fighting arena, comprising 251 floors, standing 991 meters tall, and is the fourth tallest tower in the world, mostly comprising fighting rings.
Martial artists from around the world flock there daily, with over four thousand challengers registering, mostly attracted by the substantial prize money.
The higher one's skill, the higher the floor they could reach. Below the 200th floor, participants varied greatly in strength, but above that, only Nen masters reside, starting from the 220th floor.
Antomu, as the master of the 230th floor, holds an exclusive floor, having emerged distinguished from countless others.
Bisky had also visited Heavens Arena long ago; as a martial artist, it was one of the prime places to strengthen oneself.
Facing Antomu's self-introduction as a martial artist, Bisky also posed, calmly stating, "Shin'yuu-ryū, martial artist, Bisky."
In silence, the two stood facing each other, the atmosphere gradually changing.
Luo, now isolated from the combat circle, could only stare blankly from the outskirts.
Feeling the shift in the atmosphere, even without stepping into the circle, he felt the oppressive force he had experienced fighting Antomu.
"Luo, watch closely."
After a moment, Bisky shouted sharply and made her move.
Simultaneously, Antomu also moved.
Their energies peaked, brilliant and dangerous, and before their bodies even touched, their auras collided invisibly.
Then, their limbs met with a loud crash, the ground beneath them cracked, and in the next second, their fists tangled, the air seemed to take on a form, bursting and spreading waves of energy.
Luo saw the energy swirling around Antomu and Bisky, converging at the point of contact, maximizing their attack and defense capabilities.
It was too fast, the speed of their exchanges demanding quick thoughts to coordinate the flow of energy. Even as a spectator, Luo struggled to keep up with the energy movement.
In five seconds, Antomu and Bisky exchanged thirteen moves, a fusion of physical techniques and Nen abilities, a clash of sheer power.
Bisky outmatched Antomu by one move, eventually landing a punch on Antomu’s abdomen, sending him flying back, spitting blood as he crashed to the ground.
That punch severely injured Antomu internally. As he tried to rise, he collapsed back down, failing several attempts to get up.
Bisky slowly retracted her stance, looking down at Antomu on the ground, and said indifferently, "You were not in good condition, so I held
back."
Antomu, lying on the ground, struggled to raise his head, his face a mess. After a moment, his head dropped back down, too winded to speak.
He knew Bisky had held back, because during their exchange, the quicker flow of energy in Bisky’s moves hit his weaker defensive spots. With Bisky’s strength, if she had used full power, he would have surely died.
Bisky no longer paid attention to Antomu on the ground, turning instead to Luo, who was watching dumbfounded. Her robust body gradually shrank back to her cute, loli form.
Indeed, she was strong!
Luo thought to himself, glancing at Antomu who couldn’t rise. The expert who had pushed him to his limits was defeated by Bisky in just seconds.
"Did you see clearly?" Bisky asked Luo.
Luo hesitated for a moment, then said, "The flow of energy was fast and precise."
Bisky nodded, continuing, "What else?"
Luo bit his thumb, pondering for a moment, then replied, "It was a match of equals."
Despite the result being Bisky defeating Antomu in one move, the exchange before the outcome gave Luo a sense of equality.
"You have some insight."
Bisky turned her head towards Antomu, saying lightly, "His physical technique is strong, his Nen skills are quite sophisticated, and he has extensive combat experience. If he hadn't been worn down by your group and you, I would have needed at least fifty moves to defeat him."
Lying on the ground, Antomu’s body trembled slightly, fifty moves...
Even though he had fought a trio before and been entangled by Luo for a while, he couldn’t refute Bisky’s conclusion, as it was clear from their actual combat.
Luo remained silent.
"I want you to spend a year to be able to defeat him within a hundred moves," Bisky abruptly posed a challenge.
"Ah?"
Luo was stunned.
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