MTL - Hunter: I’m Really Not a Mind Remover-Chapter 290 Moyu vs Hisoka

  Chapter 290 Moyu VS Hisoka

  One more hour!

  The venue is already full of voices.

  Besides the venue, the halls with display screens were also surrounded by impenetrable human walls.

  These people were spectators who failed to get tickets, and they could have stayed at home and watched the live broadcast through the city’s hotline channel.

  But maybe because of enthusiasm, maybe because of the sense of participation, they insisted on watching this game in various halls of the Sky Arena.

   On and off the court, countless people are looking forward to the appearance of Moyu and Hisoka.

   Time passed by every minute and every second.

  The host with rich work experience wants to take the initiative in the "hot scene", but no matter how hard she tries, she can't suppress the roar of people on the scene.

   In desperation, she could only follow the director's instructions and move out the specially invited star Ai Ruiting.

  It is sad that her grand and impassioned introduction was still drowned out in the blink of an eye.

   No audience cared about her existence at all.

"this…"

  The host had never seen such an exaggerated battle, so he gave up struggling and asked the director to directly cut the live situation at Eredin's side to the giant display screen in the venue.

   After a while.

   Ai Ruiting, who was in the VIP box, appeared on the display screen in the venue in a wine red off-the-shoulder long dress.

  There is only a slight smile on the face with exquisite makeup, but there is a sense of charm that makes people's heart beat.

   "Hi everyone."

   Eredin on the screen smiled and waved towards the camera.

  Her voice was also instantly drowned out by the sound waves at the scene.

However-

  Some of the audience were able to accurately screen out Eredin's voice among the many noises, and immediately followed the sound to look at the giant display with excitement.

  The reason why this group of audiences can receive Eredin’s voice for the first time is not that their auditory screening ability is different from ordinary people, but because they are fans of Eredin.

   "It's Queen Eredin!!"

"what!!"

  After seeing Eredin, this group of fans suddenly shouted Eredin's name with enthusiasm.

  As they exerted their strength, more and more audience members noticed Eredin on the screen.

  In the box.

  Hearing the chant and cheers in the venue, Eredin's smile became more and more charming.

   This trip came as a special guest, although it is not clear how many fans will be collected in the end.

   But just looking at the bloodshot necks and excited shouts of the fans in the arena, Eredin was already satisfied.

   Then…

  Using the ability of "voice", Eredin gradually gained control of the field.

  More and more viewers are consciously quiet, listening to Eredin's heart-wrenching and charming voice.

   Seeing that the time was ripe, Ai Ruiting directly regarded the venue as a concert, and the touching singing voice with a trace of thought power was transmitted to the surrounding area of ​​the venue through the loudspeaker.

  The vast majority of viewers are addicted to it.

  It's all because that voice contains the ability of release.

   Soon, only Eredin's singing echoed in the entire venue.

  Men Qi in the auditorium, some sky arena contestants who know how to read, and even those with read ability such as Kou Kou in the VIP box, all noticed the strangeness in Aridin's singing.

   "Unscrupulous."

   Kou Kou's face was expressionless.

   As time passed, an hour passed by.

   At this time, the host finally took back her right to control the field.

   "Everyone, the moment that everyone is looking forward to has finally arrived."

  "The ever-victorious general who has returned after being silent for more than a year, once again won ten victories with a crushing momentum."

   "And this time, the first opponent he chose in the floor main battle is the most popular floor master in the entire Sky Arena."

   "Their names are—"

   "Hisso!"

   "Il fans!"

  As the host's hoarse voice fell, on both sides of the aisle, Moyu and Hisoka walked slowly to the ring along the stone path.

  Although the name announced by the host is Yierfan, Hisoka doesn't care about such trivial matters.

   That fight in Los Santos...

   Another little regret of Hisoka is that he didn't know Moyu's name at that time.

  「Remember to ask the name first next time, otherwise I don’t know who to turn to for this punch」

   These are the words Hisoka heard before he lost consciousness, which he still remembers till now.

Now-

  Not only did he want Moyou to report himself, but he also wanted to return that punch to Moyou.

   "After waiting for so long, I finally got my wish today. You are also looking forward to this moment."

   Hisoka looked at Moyu who was facing him, and made no secret of the surging fighting spirit from his heart.

  Moyou said calmly: "Let's just skip the irrelevant steps."

   "That's right."

   Hisoka had a smile on his face, and said seriously: "Let's omit the 'talking' part like this, and let you transfer the energy of 'speaking' to the 'screaming' later."

   "..."

  Moyou remained unmoved, waiting for the moment when the duel began.

  Seeing this, Hisoka restrained his smile a little, and immediately entered the fighting state.

  The eyes of the two intertwined in mid-air, and in the silent staring at each other, each could sense the fighting intent of the other.

  The only difference is—

   Hisoka looked at Moyu with hot eyes.

   But Moyou looked at Hisoka, as if he was looking at a regrown leek.

"start!"

  The referee seemed to feel the signs of something bad, and he backed away for a while before waving a gesture to announce the start.

  Countless gazes focused on the ring at this moment.

  Battle begins here!

   Moyou instantly put the black knife in his left hand across in front of his body, and quickly grasped the handle with his right hand.

  clang—!

  While drawing the knife out of its sheath, the left hand exerted force suddenly, vibrating the scabbard, causing it to fly towards Hisoka in front of him.

  Seeing the scabbard wrapped in thought power flying towards the sky, Hisoka flipped his hands and threw a poker card without hesitation, engulfing the thought power to meet the flying scabbard.

  clang!

  The playing cards and the scabbard collided in mid-air, and there was an iron clang sound.

   Immediately afterwards, under the impact of the playing cards, the scabbard was abruptly changed its flight path and passed Hisoka's side.

   Then, like a sharp blade, it stabbed obliquely on the ground of the arena only a few meters away from Hisoka.

   Bang!

  Where the scabbard was inserted, the gravel collapsed and dozens of cracks spread out in an instant.

at the same time.

  Moyou rushed towards Hisoka with strides, and as he moved quickly, afterimages followed closely behind.

  It is the limbs of beating the enemy Hakka.

"Oh?"

   Hisoka watched with great interest this kind of footwork technique that he had seen in Yiermi.

  It is indeed quite confusing, but it has no effect on him.

   Hisoka's line of sight is always fixed on Moyou's real body, and he is always ready to defend and counterattack.

  But at this moment—

  There are many afterimages in the arena, but the real body suddenly disappears out of thin air.

"Ok!?"

   Hisoka was slightly startled, and his extremely keen senses instantly noticed something.

  Behind?

   Almost without any stagnation, Hisoka suddenly launched "flexible love", and the sticky line arranged in advance suddenly pulled him forward.

  Moyu, who took advantage of the "shadow" hidden in the scabbard and teleported behind Hisoka, swung his long knife and slashed at Hisoka's back.

  Chick!

  Ling Lie's knife flashed, and blood spattered.

  Even though Hisoka's reaction was extremely fast, the body that was torn away by the "flexible love" still couldn't completely escape Moyu's attack.

   This knife cut open the skin of his clothes on the back, and the splashed blood pulled out a mottled and dense blood spot on the ground.

   It takes only one second to start the war.

   Hisoka was injured, and then felt a sense of oppression that was completely different from the "last communication".

  (end of this chapter)