"Ah!"
Gon suddenly realized something and stood up, slamming his fist into his palm. "Master Wing means that once Oboro sets a goal, he will not give up, right?"
Killua looked embarrassed, thinking that Gon's filtered perspective on Oboro was really too obvious.
Wing clearly meant that a strong person like Oboro only cares about the result. In order to achieve their goals or dreams, they don't care about the process, and even anything that happens during that process doesn't affect them.
And Oboro has a very strong personal style. Perhaps other powerful people with top-notch Nen abilities would find another way to avoid causing negative effects when encountering obstacles, but Oboro is different. His way of doing things is very much in line with his personal Nen, his aura, his will, and everything else about him.
"By the way, Gon, isn't your father also a hunter?" Killua remembered something.
"You mean Ging," Gon scratched his head awkwardly. "To be honest, I don't know much about him. I only heard about him from my family members" "Ging? Ging Freecss?"
Wing was stunned.
"Ging's father? Is he very powerful?" Killua noticed Wing's expression and asked curiously.
"Let me put it this way," Wing pushed up his glasses. "Actually, my understanding of Oboro only goes back many years to when he left the Sky Arena. As for his current true level, I'm not very clear. My evaluation of Oboro and Hisoka right now is limited to my personal subjective judgment. However, from the perspective of their status in the Association, Ging and Oboro are similar Although Gon's father is only a Two-Star Hunter, he joined the Association relatively early He's considered to have a lot of experience It's just that his reputation is a bit" "Well, Oboro also said that he personally admitted that Ging is very powerful!" Gon nodded in agreement.
With a snap, Killua reached out and patted Gon's shoulder with a smile. "You're great, boy. I didn't expect your father to be so powerful!"
Killua didn't know Gon, but he knew Oboro. A Nen user who is recognized by Oboro himself and has the same status as him must be good.
"Hey-hey," Gon felt a little embarrassed.
"I really envy them, they are all so amazing. It would be great if I could stand shoulder to shoulder with them one day and go on adventures all over the world." Gon sighed and dropped to the ground again. "When I was a child, Aunt Mito told me that Ging was very special. He could do many things that even the adults in the village couldn't do - Oboro is the same. I saw the magical scene of him practicing in the forest," Wing listened and smiled knowingly. "You two are still very young, and I can guarantee that when Oboro was your age, he was definitely not as good as you two, he couldn't even keep up with Zushi. So, youth is your greatest asset, and your future is full of endless possibilities."
"That's for sure! In a few years, Gon and I will be able to defeat that guy, right?" Killua was a bit cocky and looked at his friend with great enthusiasm.
Gon also showed a row of white teeth.
"Okay, it's almost time to rest, I think you can do it. But for now, we have to keep practicing and try to release the aura according to your consciousness, in a regular and thoughtful way. You can't let it dissipate. You must condense it and form a power that you can use. Wing clapped his hands to encourage his students.
"This is also a test and growth of your will, if you want to become an excellent Nen user, you must be able to send Nen as you wish. Come, hold on for another half hour."
"Ah!" When he heard that it would take another half hour, Killua's eye twitched.
Gon also smiled bitterly.
"You think that's too little? Then only one hour." Wing narrowed his eyes, smiled and said happily.
"Killua and Gon felt a bit desperate.
Teacher Wing is too cruel. And very dark.
Boom boom boom.
On the other side, after entering the Sky Arena, Oboro came to the upper floor, the players' living area, with ease and knocked on a door.
After a moment, the door opened and a familiar figure appeared.
Hisoka leaned against the door and stared at Oboro in surprise. "How does a busy man like you have time to come to a place like this?"
Oboro was too lazy to pay attention to him, so he entered the house and took off his sunglasses. He wasn't sure if Hisoka was at the Sky Arena, so he called first. Unexpectedly, the person was indeed there.
"It seems like he's okay, but the voice has changed a bit. This kind of injury requires an extremely powerful Nen user to take action, and it must be a healing ability to completely heal itself. Is it some kind of idiosyncratic and supernatural special ability?" Oboro sat on Hisoka's bed, looked at Hisoka's smooth and white neck as if it had never been injured and asked curiously.
Hisoka's whole neck was pierced. It's amazing that he can still talk now.
"No," Hisoka complained, "you obviously saw it, but you mentioned it on purpose.
Yes, the skin on Hisoka's neck is fake, covered by telekinesis.
"Do you need my help? I should be able to find some people with special abilities. Even if they can't completely restore you to your original state, it's much better than deceiving yourself like this." That's right, Oboro used the knife of words to stab Hisoka in the heart.
"Thank you for your kindness, but it's not necessary, I left it on purpose. This scar is a medal, don't you think?" Hisoka sat on a chair with his legs crossed and laughed maliciously.
"What medal? You mean the masterpiece where you were killed by Chrollo in one blow?"
The atmosphere in the room was a bit cold.
"I'm kidding," Oboro suddenly smiled.
There was a hint of resentment in Hisoka's eyes.
"It has indeed become stronger again," Oboro stared at Hisoka for a while and suddenly said.
"Hehe. It's still far from your level, but don't worry, it will be soon." Hisoka thought that Oboro wanted to fight with him and couldn't help but continue. He couldn't help it and every time he saw Oboro, he suppressed the impulse in his heart.
"Ten years later, still so naive." Oboro shook his head.
Child The current Hisoka and he are people from two different worlds, and the gap between them can never be filled. For Hisoka, the ability to deviate from the trajectory of the original work and become a sub-world-class Nen user is already his limit. The most important thing is that Hisoka doesn't have the means to infinitely break through the ceiling like he does. This guy is now immersed in his own imagination and can't get out.
"You didn't come here just to see me, did you?" Hisoka knew Oboro too well, so he asked.
"Isn't it the same with you?" Oboro scoffed.
For both of them, the Sky Arena was just a novice village. Who would come to such a place without a reason?
"Are you interested in him as well?" Hisoka already has a hunter's license and is a member of the association. Considering Oboro's status and identity in the Association, he would definitely know about it in advance, so Hisoka has a certain understanding of the current atmosphere and situation within the Association.
The person he meant was Gon. Hisoka also knew that Gon was the son of Ging Freecss. As one of the Twelve Zodiacs, the relationship between Ging and Oboro is quite interesting. The Twelve Zodiacs don't seem to be very friendly towards Oboro.
"I don't have your fetish. I just come by to take a look, stay a while and then leave," Oboro replied coldly.
"Where are you going?"
"The Kakin Empire."
"Oh?" Hisoka showed an interested expression, "Is there anything fun there?"
There were only three people left in the group, which of course made Hisoka less interested. He was the kind of person who couldn't sit still, so he approached Gon and Killua to have some fun and do the fruit farmer's task. But what Oboro had to do was often very exciting and could be more lively. Hisoka wants to join in.
"Not for you," Oboro said only one sentence.
Hisoka was a bit disappointed.
"You will create danger even if there is no danger. Tell me, what made you calm down? Have you found a new target? Gon probably can't satisfy you anymore," Oboro raised his eyebrows.
"Haha, I really can't hide it from you." Hisoka lifted the corner of his mouth, "Illumi and I made a deal, it's a good deal for both of us."
After he had finished speaking, he saw that Oboro was not surprised at all and asked in surprise: "You guessed?"
"Do you still have to guess? You both must have been expecting this day since the first time you met, just like I knew you were trouble when I first met you." Oboro said calmly.
"You should be happy because you are the only witness invited by both of us."
"To be honest, I'm not really interested in the fight between the two of you because you're too weak," Oboro speaks very directly. But he changed the subject, "However, due to some special reasons, I can honor you by coming to watch your funny performance."
"You weren't so arrogant before," Hisoka scoffed.
"I'm just telling the truth, so it might sound harsh to you"