This is a sign of Nen being too solid, yet the body hasn't adapted to mastering it...
Noticing Wutong pacing forward, leaving a series of deep footprints on the floor,
Zeno raised an eyebrow, glancing sideways at Silva, whose face was stern, his brow slightly furrowed, pondering something...
His eagle-eyed gaze locked onto Wutong, with Nen naturally emanating from his head, vaguely undulating, clearly... his inner thoughts didn't match the calmness he outwardly displayed.
"What type is he?"
Netero twirled his mustache and asked.
"Emission," Zeno said, hands behind his back, watching as the butler, holding a gun with one hand, slowly and methodically walked towards Illumi. As he approached, he swung a simple and crude straight punch towards Illumi's chest,
Punch out!
A faint glow of Nen light and water flows driving surging waves...
Netero hummed ambiguously and said with deep meaning, "Interesting, this punch doesn't look like emission..."
With "Water Breathing" combined with "Ten," intertwined and merged, revealing its sharp edge!
Facing this punch head-on, Illumi instinctively felt as if he was confronting not a human, but a 100-meter-high monstrous wave, instantly catching a whiff of Breathing Technique.
"What you have,"
"He also gave me..."
'"Wind Breathing!"' With a sudden intake of breath into his abdomen, Illumi squatted on the window ledge, facing Wutong's oncoming punch, neither dodging nor avoiding, he reached out with a fist to meet it head-on!
With a "whoosh~" a gale erupted, causing the butler's villa windows to squeak under the strain, seemingly mourning... Almost resembling Wutong... Illumi's punch, wrapped with a whirlwind on its surface, also flickered with a layer of sharp wind light, arriving later but acting first, striking Wutong's punch squarely at the moment it was about to hit Illumi's chest,
A loud "boom" was heard!
Wave clashed with storm!
Water light, wind light, accompanied by Nen light exploded brilliantly, radiating in a ring... Subsequently,
A slightly shorter figure, along with the vibrating butler's villa, was flung backward!
In the dim shadows of trees, Illumi's disheveled and wretched look was vaguely visible!
"Illumi," the wave of Nen spread, instantly dissipated by Zeno's sleeve, the old man squinted seeing the young man crash through three or four big trees before his figure stopped, his Nen naturally emanating from the top of his head slightly trembled imperceptibly, just like Silva, quite restless...
"Creak..." Silva clenched his fist tighter... The man, with his shiny silver hair, silently watched... A Mamen Bean, following behind Netero, its two tiny green eyes widened, almost unable to believe the sight before it.
'A butler defeats his master? Is this true?'
"Of course," seemingly noticing his old friend's confusion, Netero squinted his eyes as he looked at Wutong, who had just punched Illumi flying, and with slight interest, chuckled, "With enough power, anything is possible."
The old man glanced meaningfully at Silva and Zeno and said, "In terms of constitution, Illumi lost..."
The Mamen Bean slightly opened its mouth,
It followed Netero and quietly glanced at Silva and Zeno, one with hands behind his back, the other standing silently, they offered no verbal rebuttal, which... was the greatest form of acquiescence...
"Bang!" After crashing through four stout trees consecutively, Illumi finally embedded into the trunk of the fifth stout tree, barely stopping his figure... He couldn't believe his eyes, just lowered his head and blankly looked at his swollen right hand in a daze. At a certain moment, his ears twitched, suddenly hearing a gust of wind swiftly approaching him!
In his confusion, Illumi forced himself to regroup, flicking out another Nen Nail towards the source of the wind sound,
The needle struck the Nen Bullet Wutong had just casually shot!
"Boom~" One wave had not subsided, another arose, the explosion rocked the sunlight, teetering... Illumi, riding the wind whirlwind, used the shockwave from the explosion as cover, flinging out dozens of Nen Nails, aiming in all directions: east, south, west, north, up, down, left, right, shooting towards Wutong from all angles... "Whoosh... whoosh... whoosh..." The Nen Nails whistled through the air, stirring up a wind blade, blocking Wutong's path.
But the butler remained unfazed, calmly drawing the "Infinite Handgun," pulling the trigger with his index finger, causing the handgun to spin "with a whirring sound... then "bang... bang... bang..."
Eight Nen Bullets whistled out, like cats zeroing in on the scent of fish, precisely targeting the positions of the Nen Nails, shooting them down one by one!
"Tsk~" The blue light glasses on Tsubone's nose, clearly webcast this battle,
In the original work, the old butler relied on these glasses, harnessing Killua's Nen ability to achieve real-time tracking of Killua... Now, truly witnessing this battle, Tsubone's heart was shaken, watching Wutong's movements like flowing water, going back and forth with Illumi, even gaining the upper hand in that previous punch exchange,
The old butler glanced at Roy,
The young man, expressionless, remained as usual, finishing his meal, casually greeting Maha, then lifted his foot and walked towards his bedroom...
"Step... step..." The young man, as if nothing happened, walked in the hallways of the Zoldyck Family's old castle imbued with an antiquated atmosphere...
"Bang... bang... bang..." Nen Bullet versus Nen Nail, the battle at the butler's villa raged on, as if... everything was unrelated to him.
But both Tsubone, and Silva, Zeno, even Netero deeply understood, the butler currently fiercely battling Illumi, even faintly pressing on him, was so relaxed and composed, entirely due to the young man's involvement...