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"Could it be that he has already awakened his Nen ability?"
Illumi wondered. If that were the case, this match might be a bit troublesome.
"This guy, his seemingly casual stance, is full of openings."
"However, that's just a facade."
"I'm not relying on logical deduction, but on my innate combat intuition."
"This person is strong!"
From his confident and fearless posture, it was likely that he was indeed a person who had mastered Nen.
Although Illumi was familiar with the basic Nen techniques and could use them, he hadn't yet reached the point of awakening his own Nen ability.
"It seems I'll have to use some finishing moves in this match."
The finishing moves Illumi was thinking of were naturally the series of assassination techniques he had practiced during his training.
"So small. Am I going to fight such a child in an arena above the 200th floor?"
"However, his aura is quite good."
At this moment, Foxy was also observing Illumi with Gyo. Upon seeing the astonishing amount of Nen that erupted from him for a moment, he subtly frowned.
"What an astonishing amount of Nen, absolutely no less than mine."
He thought to himself, judging by the amount of Nen Illumi burst out in that instant, this child's total aura might even be more than his own currently.
"Very surprising talent, but..."
Foxy's Nen began to fluctuate. From the translucent Nen membrane, faint traces of black aura flowed.
"The match uses a point-knockout system, with no time limit."
"Both sides take your positions. The match..."
The referee stood between the two, observing their states, raised his right hand high, and suddenly swung it down.
"Begin!"
"Bang!"
The sound of shoes forcefully stepping on the ring.
The moment the referee swung his arm down, both sides simultaneously took a step forward, charging towards each other.
Illumi lowered his center of gravity, his arm covered in Nen, his five fingers pressed together, and his fingernails suddenly elongated, becoming incredibly sharp.
Immediately after, he thrust a hand-blade towards Foxy's right eyeball.
"Swish!"
A sound of air displacement rang out. Foxy pushed off with his right foot, instantly moving to Illumi's right side, and swung a punch at his head.
"Right side."
As Illumi's attack missed, his eyeballs rolled, catching Foxy's movement out of the corner of his eye.
He quickly turned around with a "swish," raising both arms vertically to guard his front.
"Boom!"
Foxy first punched his forehead, then continued to rapidly throw punches, "bang, bang, bang," hitting Illumi's arms.
His shoulders constantly swayed. Suddenly, Illumi noticed that Foxy's right shoulder swayed greatly, and he quickly stepped back.
"Swish!"
Just as Illumi stepped back, Foxy swept a hook punch across, his fist grazing Illumi's bangs, taking a few strands of hair with it.
"I almost got hit in the temple."
Illumi thought in surprise. If it were him two weeks ago, he might have been hit by that blow.
After practicing the Four Major Principles of Nen, his reaction and observation skills were now much stronger than before.
"Bang!"
As Illumi retreated, his feet tapped the ground repeatedly to quickly respond to the enemy's attacks.
"Swish!"
A sound of air displacement, and Foxy suddenly appeared in front of him, raising his right leg high.
"Ha!"
Foxy let out a loud shout, sweeping a side kick towards his head.
"Boom!"
At the crucial moment, Illumi blocked the opponent's side kick with his left arm, but his body also lost balance due to the opponent's strength, falling towards the ground.
"Opportunity!"
Foxy's attack failed, but seeing Illumi falling to the ground, a glint flashed in his eyes, and he swung a punch downwards.
However, the moment Foxy swung his punch, Illumi's falling body suddenly paused, and his left leg kicked upwards in a strange posture.
"Boom!"
A sound of flesh colliding, mixed with a spray of blood.
Foxy's jaw lifted, his head snapping back, and his body stumbled back three steps with "thump, thump, thump."
"Pffft!"
Foxy spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva and a front tooth, his face darkening as he looked at the figure propped on his right arm, left leg held vertically high in the air.
"To use such a move, how flexible is his body?"
Illumi's lips curved slightly. Maintaining that posture, his right arm bent on the ground, and he bounced up from the ground with a "swish," performing a graceful side flip, landing far across the ring.
"Shasha..."
His sneakers furiously rubbed against the ring's surface. Illumi, having landed steadily, squatted in place for less than a second before charging forward again with an expressionless face.
He lowered his center of gravity, swinging punches in a low stance towards various vital points on Foxy's body.
Groin, inner knees, left and right kidney areas.
Occasionally, he'd abandon the low stance, suddenly thrusting a hand-blade towards Foxy's throat, eyes, elbows, and armpits.
"Bang, bang, bang..."
As Foxy dodged, he also continuously swung punches in counterattack against Illumi. Both sides landed hits occasionally and exchanged blows.
Their arms turned into streaks of afterimages, and their feet moved rapidly across the ring.
The audience in the arena was dazzled.
"Wh-what an intense fight!"
"The opening is almost evenly matched!"
The commentator lady's passionate voice rang out again, igniting the fervor in the audience's hearts, making the scene extremely heated.
"No, Foxy has the upper hand."
In an inconspicuous spot in the audience, Tsubone looked at the two fiercely fighting in the arena and said expressionlessly.
"However, how did Young Master Illumi learn Nen?"
Tsubone frowned, thinking. She remembered that Master Silva had not taught Young Master Illumi Nen cultivation at all.
"Boom!"
As soon as her voice fell, Foxy swept a side kick to Illumi's waist, making a "boom" sound.
"Hmph~"
Illumi grunted in pain, leaping backward five meters, his right hand clutching his kicked waist.
"Pfft..."
He squatted on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
"Ultimately, I'm at a disadvantage in physique."
Illumi squatted on the ground, looking up at Foxy, who was charging towards him. He suddenly stood up, slowly stepping to the right.
"Hm?"
Foxy, who was charging towards Illumi, frowned and stopped.
"What is this?"
He looked at the trail of afterimages behind Illumi, standing still, unsure how to react for a moment.
"What, what, what's happening?!"
"Participant Illumi's movement style has suddenly changed! What exactly is going on?!"
The commentator lady's passionate yet bewildered voice echoed in the arena again, piquing the audience's curiosity.
"Rhythm Echo."
Illumi remained expressionless, moving within a three-meter radius around Foxy, using the varying pace of his footsteps to create afterimages and confuse his opponent's movements.
"Tch, this movement!"
Foxy "tch"-ed impatiently, then charged and swung a punch at Illumi's head.
"Swish!"
A whooshing sound, and his fist passed through Illumi's head; it was clearly an afterimage.
"Ha! Ha! Ha!"
Foxy still didn't give up, frantically swinging punches at the trail of afterimages behind Illumi.
He suddenly turned around, raised his right leg, and swept a side kick at all the afterimages in front of him.
"Swish!"
All the afterimages were cleared by his side kick, until it was about to hit Illumi.