The Nen beast's power was formidable. Bisky clenched her fists. 'He clearly wasn't using his full strength before. What kind of monster is t
The Nen beast's power was formidable. Bisky clenched her fists. 'He clearly wasn't using his full strength before. What kind of monster is this kid?!'
"Here it comes!" Loki laughed, tossing the dodgeball high into the air.
"What's he doing?"
"A spike! Just like Razor's attack!"
"He's going to counter with the same move?
This kid is too confident!"
"Don't mess it up! A normal attack would be better!"
The ball spun slowly in the air as Loki leaped, positioning himself behind it. Looking down at Razor, Loki smiled, revealing his white teeth.
"Using Nen in an attack shouldn't be against the rules, right?"
Razor's expression faltered. 'This kid wouldn't be...'
"Nen-based attacks are not against the rules," the referee quickly responded to Loki's question.
Loki nodded. "Good."
Buzz buzz buzz Hiss hiss hiss! Nen surged, gathering in Loki's palm, as if countless beams of light were being absorbed. In an instant, it condensed into a small, glass bead-sized orb. A low-frequency hum resonated.
Loki raised his arm, looking down at Razor. "You're an Emission-type Nen user, right?"
Razor, standing still, looked up at Loki, his eyes twitching. He wasn't listening to Loki; his gaze was fixed on the Nen orb in Loki's hand, its aura incredibly menacing.
Without a response from Razor, Loki continued, "Be careful. Don't die too easily."
With a swift swing of his arm, the Nen orb in his palm instantly transformed into dozens of Nen projectiles that shot towards Razor like falling stars, instantly enveloping him.
Simultaneously, Loki kicked the dodgeball, infusing it with Nen.
Swish swish swish!
The rapidly spinning ball, laced with Nen, created a piercing whistling sound as it tore through the air, trailing a powerful gust of wind towards Razor.
The numerous Nen projectiles suddenly enlarged to the size of the ball itself, shocking the spectators.
"He released so many Nen projectiles instantly! How did he do that?"
Tsezguerra's face paled; if he were on the receiving end of that attack, he'd be in grave danger.
Bisky, while not entirely surprised, was impressed by Loki's skill in releasing so many Nen projectiles at once.
'Precise control, powerful Nen, incredible potential. How is this kid so strong?!'
If Gon and Killua were unpolished gems, Yohane Kurama was a flawless, priceless treasure.
'Too perfect,' Bisky thought, looking at Loki's youthful face.
She felt a sense of powerlessness; he'd already reached heights she hadn't even touched.
His talent was astonishing and frightening.
When did kids become so strong?
Whoosh whoosh whoosh! Piercing sounds echoed through the gymnasium as everyone's attention returned to Razor, now surrounded by Loki's Nen projectiles and the rapidly approaching ball, its Nen equally formidable.
Amazingly, Razor looked at the incoming projectiles, his expression one of surprise.
The Nen in each projectile was incredibly uniform; the difference in weight might be less than 0.01 grams. The Nen on the ball was also perfectly consistent in form, fluctuation, and speed.
'Such incredible control! This kid can do this so easily at his age?'
Cold sweat beaded on Razor's forehead. 'I can't take it head-on without injury, but dodging...' As the game developer, he couldn't back down from a challenge.
With a sigh, Razor snapped his fingers. The 14 Devils outside instantly transformed into Nen, returning to Razor. The next second, before Loki's attack reached him, Razor's aura erupted, powerful Nen creating shockwaves that swept outwards. Boom!!! Raising his arms, Razor clenched his fists, forming Nen projectiles. He threw them at Loki's projectiles.
Boom boom! The clash of Nen created a deafening roar, the shockwaves spreading outwards.
Loki's numerous projectiles far outnumbered what Razor could instantly counter. Razor could only use his attack to deflect a few, creating an opening to escape.
Seizing the opportunity, Razor charged forward, catching the incoming ball with both hands, his legs infused with Nen for support.
Using the rapid flow of Nen, he redirected the energy, perfectly catching the ball.
But as he caught Loki's throw, behind him... Bang bang bang! Several explosions echoed.
The gymnasium walls were riddled with large holes; the entire gymnasium shook, dust falling from the ceiling.
Razor stood still, his hands numb, gripping the ball tightly.
'I caught it...' He looked at Loki's seemingly weak projectiles, but upon closer inspection, realized that those seemingly weak projectiles possessed the power of rocket launchers. The collapsing walls behind him were proof.
Razor's serious expression and beads of sweat were visible to Tsezguerra and the others. They looked back at the calmly composed Loki. His attack seemed casual, yet its power rivaled Razor's.
Furthermore, Loki's attack was multiple, far more terrifying than Razor's single strike.
The ability to release multiple Nen projectiles simultaneously, each with the same power and speed, wasn't simply a matter of Nen quantity but required rigorous training.
But despite any training, Loki's prodigious talent and potential were undeniable.
"Amazing!"
The spectators stared, dumbfounded, at the destruction Loki had wrought behind Razor.
The Nen projectiles alone had created those massive holes.
The fillers were trembling, unable to look at Loki, this seemingly harmless kid possessing demonic power.
Tsezguerra's companions were equally astonished. Each of Loki's simultaneously released Nen projectiles had the power of Razor's attack, with no difference in power, but a vast difference in quantity and control.
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