Chapter 562 Bonus 1

Chapter 562 Reward +1

Hisoka had just used rough means to connect his broken left arm, but the next moment his right arm was blown off by Moyu's punch.

Broken bones and flesh splattered onto the sunken tree trunk.

Hisoka was severely injured by this punch, but he relied on his tenacious willpower to duck to the side and quickly opened the distance between him and Moyu.

Although this fight is not over yet, Hisoka has lost a dominant hand and has little chance of winning.

wrong--

As Moyo said, the outcome of this fight was destined from the beginning.

It doesn't matter whether you have a shadow clone or not.

It doesn't matter whether you use more abilities or not.

The hard gap in strength turned Moyu into a mountain that Hisoka couldn't climb no matter what.

So today’s battle——

It will be the last time.

From the moment the battle ended, Hisoka's thoughts...

Most likely it will be discontinued.

Moyu retracted his fist and did not take advantage of the situation to pursue him. He first looked at the broken arm left by Hisoka, and then looked sideways at Hisoka who once again used the pink sticky thread to distance himself.

The battle has reached this level, and there is actually no point in continuing.

But Hisoka obviously won't let it go.

The evidence is that Hisoka's aura still exudes a solid murderous intent.

I am afraid--

Hisoka was already prepared for the corresponding realization at this moment.

For him, even if his combat power is damaged, even if he loses the chance of winning, he still has to fight until the last moment.

And the so-called last moment is naturally death.

Hisoka's face was slightly distorted, and there was no fear of death in his eyes.

He enjoys the victory after the fight.

But I enjoy the process of fighting even more...

Swish——

Hisoka's body fell from mid-air to the ground until his feet hit the ground, leaving two grooves on the ground.

A lot of bright red blood could be seen in the ditch marks.

Tick ​​tock, tick tock——

More and more blood dripped from Hisoka's bloody shoulder.

After Hisoka stabilized his body, he didn't look at the injury on his shoulder at all, but looked up at Moyu.

At this moment, he could already see the result of this battle.

But as long as he can move, he will never stop.

"Thin and light illusion"

He grabbed a handful of grass clippings from the ground, wrapped it with pink telekinesis, and then placed it tightly on the bloody right shoulder.

In the blink of an eye, the hideous wounds disappeared, replaced by skin so smooth that no texture could be seen.

The surface coverage is not important, the important thing is to seal all the bleeding blood vessels.

After simply treating the injury, Hisoka maximized his telekinesis, causing it to surge along his body like a torrent.

Moyu looked at the formation set up by Hisoka and asked calmly: "Do you still want to continue..."

"..."

Hisoka didn't answer.

Not right either.

When Moyu raised this question, Hisoka launched an attack with the power of his mind.

This was his answer.

The corner of Moyu's mouth curled up slightly, and then he ducked past Hisoka.

laugh--

The two figures passed each other.

But there was an extra arm flipping in mid-air.

That was Hisoka's left arm.

Speed, strength, and even mindfulness skills and manifested energy.

All the matchup data have extremely obvious gaps, which is why the current result is achieved.

After breaking off Hisoka's left arm with one blow, Moyu stopped suddenly, turned his feet, pushed his body around, and flew toward Hisoka's back.

"Condensation Phase Power"

The fist that was punched forward was condensed with bright thoughts.

At this moment, Hisoka raised his foot and kicked forward, shooting a pink sticky line towards Moyu's knee.

However, the pink sticky thread that was supposed to follow its original trajectory climbed up without warning and hit Moyuna's fist.

Seeing this scene, Hisoka's pupils shrank slightly.

"It looks like just an ordinary Ning..."

The weird scene happened again. Hisoka could see it more clearly this time, but he was even more confused.

It's just that more telekinesis is concentrated on the fist...

Why can the flexible love be absorbed?

Hisoka didn't understand.

There was no time to figure it out.

Moyu's fist, accompanied by pink sticky thread, hit Hisoka's abdomen hard.

Bang!

A powerful wave of white air exploded from where Hisoka's abdomen was hit.

The terrifying impact that followed instantly bent Hisoka's body into a shrimp.

"Pfft-"

Hisoka, who was hit hard, bent over and spit out a large mouthful of blood.

He clearly withstood the force brought by his fist, but Hisoka did not fly backwards because of it.

Because Moyu's fist was covered with a stretchable love strip, it just stuck Hisoka to his fist.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

Moyu's fierce punch directly took away Hisoka's consciousness.

"We've arrived, Hisoka..."

Looking down at Sisuo's tense and arched back, Moyu whispered to himself.

Because Hisoka lost consciousness, the flexible love and frivolous illusion exerted on his body became invalid in an instant.

Moyu easily withdrew his arm and immediately took two steps back, letting Hisoka's body hit the ground heavily with a muffled sound.

As the frivolous illusion lost its effectiveness, the smooth skin on Hisoka's right shoulder quietly turned back into dirty grass clippings, mixed with the bloody wound, making it look extremely miserable.

"You have fulfilled Hisoka's desires so far. Your cornerstone: frivolous illusion +1."

As the battle ended, a voice from the depths of Moyu's consciousness sounded.

"As expected of you, my dear, the strongest leek."

With inexplicable emotions, Moyu squatted down, stretched out his hand and pressed lightly on the back of Hisoka's head.

Although before this fight started, I had considered whether I could get rewards from the perception...

But the combat difficulty is too low.

Even if Moyu restrained the idea of ​​using more telekinesis, and even deliberately controlled the strength of his attacks in order to prolong the battle...

It doesn't change the fact that the battle is easy.

So after the battle, Moyou really had no expectations for rewards.

But I didn't expect that the impression would still reward Moyu.

This made Moyu very emotional.

Looking back at the rewards I have received in the past, the one who has collected the most is undoubtedly the strongest Leek Hisoka.

Thank you, Hisoka.

Good job, Hisoka.

Moyu retracted his hand, then slowly stood up, looking at Hisoka with a gaze that gradually became deeper.

If the train arrives...

It means the "journey" is over.

Hey, hey——

The shrill cry of some kind of bird echoed in the deep, dark forest.

But under the cover of the sound of the waterfall, the slightly harsh bird calls have no sense of existence.

Next to the fast river, there is a sparse forest.

Hisoka lay on the ground covered with grass clippings and dead leaves in the forest.

His face was swollen into a pig's head, looking very miserable and a little funny.

But compared to the injuries on his face, every part of his body was fine.

"Um?!"

Hisoka suddenly opened his eyes, and immediately he jumped up from the ground like a fish, standing upright in an instant.

But soon——

It was as if the previous battle with Moyu was just a dream that seemed short but was actually long.

However, Hisoka quickly determined that this was not a dream.

It was all because of the serious yet slightly familiar discomfort on his face that he could guess what his face looked like now even if he didn't look in the mirror.

"I thought……"

Realizing what had happened, Hisoka's eyes narrowed to a narrow slit.

But in the middle of his words, a voice mixed with ridicule came from the depths of darkness not far away.

"Thought I was going to kill you?"

The voice said so.

Hisoka turned his head in slight shock and looked in the direction of the sound, and saw Moyu walking out of the dim light carrying two fat mountain rats.

Indeed, as Moyu said, Hisoka was mentally prepared to be killed by Moyu the moment he lost consciousness.

But the fact is that he still has a chance to wake up and his injuries have been healed.

Hisoka stared at Moyu, who was walking towards him gradually, without concealing the confusion on his face.

"Stop staring."

Moyu came nearby, casually threw the two fat mountain rats to the ground, and said helplessly:

"Isn't it a good thing to be alive? Why, from what I see in your reaction, you don't seem to be happy about surviving the disaster at all. Instead, you seem to want to lift the lid of the coffin and lie back. Forget it... Anyway, from today on, your thoughts will be with you. It’s time to stop.”

"..."

Hisoka was silent for a while after hearing this.

From a behavioral perspective, he targeted Moyu just to enjoy fighting with powerful enemies.

But at heart, he has always been a challenger, trying to climb the mountain of Moyo.

However, the reality is so cruel.

No matter how strong his thoughts are, no matter how much he is willing to pay.

I can only feel the powerlessness that can make my soul tremble in front of the mountain of Moyu.

Hisoka didn't care about failure at all.

But when this matter is labeled as "impossible", just like what Moyu said, starting from today, we can stop this unrealistic thought.

"There is no chance of winning anyway..."

Hisoka thought decadently in his heart.

I once thought that I would not have emotions similar to decadence, but now it seems that it is because I have never experienced this kind of unspeakable frustration before.

Moyu looked at Hisoka who was silent, said nothing more, and lit a fire next to him.

In fact, when Hisoka was defeated and unconscious, Moyo had murderous intentions.

Even though that thought was fleeting...

But in the end, Moyu still couldn't make a move.

after all--

In a sense, Hisoka was a comrade who had fought alongside him, a tool man who had helped him a lot, and a leek who had brought him many rewards.

So Moyu did not satisfy Hisoka's idea of ​​"defeat means death", and even used black soil to help Hisoka heal him.

"correct."

Moyu was skinning the mountain rat when he suddenly thought of the black soil used on Hisoka.

"You haven't used the black soil I gave you before, right?"

He stopped what he was doing and looked at Hisoka who was still silent.

I took a huge risk when I went to the Dark Continent. On the contrary, when I returned to the Six Continents, I also brought back some strange things that were only found in the Dark Continent.

And these gains are, of course, shared equally by the entire team.

But because of personal preferences, some teammates will choose this, and some teammates will choose that.

For example, Biscuit, she was not interested in other things, and only chose a bunch of uncut stones.

As for Hisoka, she was actually not interested in these things, so in the end she chose something more practical, such as "black soil".

What Moyu is asking about now is the black soil that was originally allocated to Hisoka.

Hearing Moyu's words, Hisoka looked over, and although he was still silent, he still answered the question with a nod.

"Oh, it's good that it's still there."

Moyu smiled at this, and then stretched out his bloody right hand to Hisoka, and said seriously:

"Give me back two arm units plus... Well, the consumption of black soil at that position can be basically ignored, just give me back two arm units of black soil."

"..."

Hisoka's cheeks twitched a few times, and he felt that his face was particularly painful today.

Seeing that Hisoka didn't speak, Moyu raised his eyebrows and said: "Hey, why are you like a mute? This is not like your style. You don't want to default on your debt, do you?"

"..."

Hisoka was speechless.

He was truly silenced by Moyu today.

He fulfilled the agreement with Hisoka very seriously.

He thought that this final battle could completely cut off Hisoka's thoughts.

But before they parted, Moyu found that Hisoka's "will to fight" had shown signs of resurgence.

But Moyu was too lazy to care about it.

He solved the disaster that was on Hisoka this time, and fulfilled the agreement that he had postponed for a long time, and then he set off on the way home without stopping.

Hisoka watched Moyu leave.

Even though Moyu's figure had disappeared from his sight for several hours, he did not look away.

Why did the will to fight resurge?

Because Moyu inadvertently said to him:

"Hisoka, you don't have to be so depressed and discouraged. With my strength, I may be the strongest in the world. Then, isn't it the most normal thing for you to lose to the strongest in the world?"

The strongest in the world...

It was this sentence that made Hisoka get rid of his depressed and decadent state.

He didn't know how Moyu reached the top in such a short time.

But his view and opinion were very simple...

Since Moyu could do it, others could also do it.

So Hisoka wanted to continue chasing.

It didn't matter if he failed miserably again.

But before that, he would not easily challenge Moyu to a fight, but would devote all his energy to becoming stronger.

For this reason -

He was willing to be Moyu's apple.

He got on the spaceship to go home.

Moyu received a message from the bean-faced man on the spaceship.

The content of the message was roughly that Netero began to seriously recuperate in order to "take the challenge". Although the effect was quite ideal, the doctors' judgment was still the same.

Even if Netero recovered very well, in terms of strength, he could only recover to about 80% at most...

Moyu put away his phone silently.

It was night time.

In the corridor outside the spaceship bar.

Two men in suits who looked gentle and elegant walked slowly to the outside of the spaceship bar.

They were surrounded by soft mind energy, and they were obviously two people with similar strength.

At this moment.

The two Nen users pushed the door open with a smile and walked into the bar.

Then, their eyes gently swept over the guests around them, as if they were looking at tempting prey.

In this world, there are many extremely secretive underground black websites.

These websites are basically a place where a group of people with strange hobbies gather for carnivals.

And these two elegant men in suits are users of these black websites.

It's the end of the month, and since Zhuzhu has been updating for a month without taking leave, and has been updating steadily for the first time~~

All breeders, please give me some monthly tickets~~