7:54 AM.
The door to the training room was wide open, revealing a tall man.
He had each of his feet placed on separate stone pedestals, his back to the open door, stretching into a split...
Roy walked silently past Zeno and Maha, brushing against their shoulders, and along the way, he transformed... his stature shrank, his skin wrinkled, his back hunched slightly, and his black hair frosted white. He startlingly turned into the appearance of Jager, looking distantly at Silva, as if to say, "Your grandpa is here! Aren't you going to come over?"
Maha, Zeno: "...."
They exchanged a glance, then the former laughed and cursed, "You cheeky kid, scaring your father like that!"
An old gaze fully focused on the youth, filled with thoughts and reminiscences...
'Grandpa misses Father... Roy really knows how to play people...' Zeno noticed Maha's unusual reaction, looked at Roy, now in Jager's guise, and walked towards the training room unhurriedly, immediately understanding Roy's intention...
Gathering strength!
An ancient saying goes: Strike the drum once to boost morale, do it again and morale declines, a third time and it is exhausted... knowing there's a gap in strength, yet daring to press on, that's courage!
The youth was "borrowing the tiger's might," using Jager's appearance to boost his own morale!
A distance of a hundred steps, as he advanced slowly, shrank gradually to fifty steps... thirty steps... twenty steps... ten steps... until—
He stood still in front of the door,
and lifted his eyes to meet a sharp gaze wrapped in a hint of surprise... then....
A burst of killing intent exploded!
Suddenly pressed down on him!
Silva turned around abruptly, initially just assessing... now it seemed he didn't need to hold back!
"Crackling~"
Father and son locked eyes, seeming like arcs of electricity exploding in the air...
In the nearby garden of the training room, the little butler chased Milluki, trying to stop him from peeing randomly... but the chubby child wouldn't listen, straightened his waist, aimed at Illumi hanging upside down from the tree, and peed...
Ended up turning into a meteor that rolled out of Illumi's sight... The youth flipped and jumped down, retracted his foot, folded his arms, leaned against a sturdy willow tree, sensibly didn't get close, his empty eyes reflecting the two figures, one large and one small, quietly watching... at a certain moment,
a bright flash of sword light tore through the sky... "Clang!"
"Yubashiri" and "Staff Blade" were drawn at the same time!
The young man with silver hair hung and flew wildly, his momentum reaching its peak, his slightly bent waist straightening up at this moment...
"Sizzle~" Killing intent and momentum collided... twisted ripples appeared in the air....
Silva silently looked at Roy: "Your Grandpa Jager doesn't use swords."
With both swords in hand, Roy's swords turned red, ignited... two flames burst out fiercely, as he spun a sword flower, sending waves of heat: "But does he play with fire?"
"Bang~"
A loud explosion, cracking the floor!
Silva twisted "threads" into "strands," then into a "whip"... with the "Nen Whip" in hand, he looked down at Roy from above, the corner of his mouth curving upwards into a smile...
"That, I don't know, but... you..."
The man squinted slightly: "are playing with fire!"
Roy nodded in deep agreement, then looked up, suddenly two forty-meter-long flaming sword qi crossed, slicing towards Silva....
"Sizzle~" Trenches appeared, heat waves emerged... the sharpness becoming apparent...
Even before reaching Silva, it forced his waist-length silver hair to urgently lift in the air for safety!
[Ken]?
The flames condensed into substance, the surface was orange-red, the middle was terrifyingly white... Silva, having killed countless people, always either on a mission or on the way to one, even without using [Gyo], just by eyesight alone, could discern... that his eldest son had learned [Ken]!
"Pop... pop..." Two explosive sounds,
The sound pierced people's eardrums!
Ken against Ken, Silva flipped his wrist, and the Nen whip covering his arm instantly doubled in thickness!
Like a spirit snake sticking out its tongue, it aimed at the flaming Sword Qi and rolled over... With a "boom," the Nen exploded~
Screeching past Roy and Silva, pouring out wildly... Tearing through walls, piercing through windows, it was like someone was spraying bullets from a machine gun, leaving destruction everywhere, not a single spot untouched...
"Take the fight outside." A distant "order" was heard... Maha painfully twitched his eye corner, then gave Zeno a knock on the head with his reverse hand: "You brat, you learned Ken, why didn't you say so sooner?"
Wasting fool, do you think it's free to patch walls, paint, and lay flooring...
Zeno endured this hit silently... Seeing my father already angry at me, who dares to say more?
Inside the training room.
Silva kept silent and swiftly darted out through the shattered window...
Roy followed closely, a swamp appearing beneath his feet as he traversed underground, casting En to locate Silva... Nen silently spread around him... drifting like mist over Illumi, over Silva, and gently wrapping up Maha and Zeno within a hundred meters' reach...
"It's happening again!" Illumi, who was hiding and watching, felt his "mental state" shaking and instantly recalled that night in Saba City... The same Nen, the same familiarity, the same "surveillance"... "So, it's you, my dear brother..."
The foolish Mamen Beans finally understood, and instead of jumping in surprise and anger at his "mind's voice" being exposed, he looked on in unexpected calm as Roy suddenly surged from the underground, circling behind Silva, and aimed a lightning-fast thrust at his heart...
Thinking: "Now do you see how much I care about you..."
"Zing~" The blade pierced through the air with an ear-splitting shriek!
Zeno, hands behind his back, turned his head slightly towards Maha and said: "For the record, I don't know when that kid Roy learned En either."
Maha carefully savored the "mist-like" Nen, with an old eye reflecting the sword light, his body shuddered, directly dispersing the "mist" with a laugh:
"It's not just En, that brat is cunning, trying to eavesdrop on the old man's 'inner thoughts,' he needs a beating!"
"Snap~" The Nen whip, as if eyes had grown on it, although held in Silva's hand, suddenly swung back, just in time to intercept the blade encircling in flames towards Silva's back, abruptly striking the blade, and then...
Roy felt his palm sink, immediately being redirected, skimming past Silva's shoulder as it flew by!
En combined with what seemed like Swamp Space-type Nen ability... The man swung his hand and followed it with another lash, turning offense into defense, then targeted Roy's back again as he missed the stab, admittedly... the time the young man spent away from home really did make him stronger!
At least... that bizarre "Swamp Space-type Nen ability" truly made his eyes light up!
"Three lashes... Father, this is your third lash to me, isn't it..."
A "whistling~" sound from behind, his heart sounded the alarm... facing the substantial, arm-thick Nen whip, the young man remained unfazed and flung back!
The Yubashiri and Staff Blade spun out of his hands!
Infused with Nen, they slashed at the Nen whip... Silva threw a surprised glance over, recognizing Shu!
Shu, Ken, En... The young man learned three of the Five Major Advanced Techniques... Silva flung his hand, driving the Nen whip to smack away the dual blades, looking brightly at Roy: "You've progressed faster than I thought."
Though he said that... Roy raised a hand, Magnetic Force·Attract, instantly drawing back the Yubashiri and Staff Blade, grabbing them in hand, then looking at Silva, calmly saying: "Even so, Father still wants to continue, right?"
Silva neither admitted nor rebutted, swinging a whip midair again, whipping towards Roy again, explaining his answer through actions.
"Just now was merely a warm-up, the real test begins now..."
Silva said as he swung the Nen whip, entwined with Ken, that was fiercer than steel; not only was the force immense, but its agility far exceeded that of a steel whip, stressing the traits of an Emission Nen user—
The Sense was mighty, and the bricks flew!
"Silva is serious now." In the corridor, Zeno squinted and watched intently: "Three whips failed to bring Roy down; he's feeling frustrated."
"So what if another three whips fail?" Maha suddenly said.
Zeno was startled,
There was no time to think about this when...
With a "whoosh——"...
Facing the violent swing of his father's Nen whip, the young man neither dodged nor avoided it; two "wings" sprouted from his ribs, under the two arms, two more arms extended; one hand concentrated a magnetic field, raised a Magnetic Field Shield, the other manifested "Short Hits," suddenly...
From "dual blades" became "three blades"!