Hunter x Hunter : Germain Joins The Hunt

Netero stretched his muscles while pretending to think deeply.

"Hm… that's true. But I have a bomb implanted in my heart. Even in a sparring match, one small mistake could render everyone's efforts meaningless."

"We need to be cautious. You have to take care of this old man, right? So, how about we tweak the rules a bit?"

Although Netero used a tone of inquiry, he had no intention of asking Germain's opinion.

He had already prepared the final rules in advance, as was his usual style.

It appeared democratic, but in reality, it was domineering.

And on top of that, he acted as though he had just come up with the idea.

Germain waited calmly for Netero to continue.

"Let's do it this way… The new rule is that you can't attack me in any form. You can only dodge, defend, or counter my attacks."

"If you manage to evade my attacks ten times in a row, you win."

"As for how I win… The final battle with the Ant King and the Royal Guards is scheduled for November 23rd at midnight. If you haven't won by midnight on the 22nd, then I win."

"The battlefield won't be limited to the basin anymore—it'll be the entire surrounding forest."

Netero smiled.

"So, Germain, do you understand the rules? Is there anything unclear? Are you ready?"

Of course, Netero had no intention of getting Germain's opinion. He had already decided everything.

Technically, Germain could reject such an unfair setup.

Even the Ant King before his rebirth couldn't have evaded more than ten consecutive attacks from Netero.

Netero's strikes might not have been able to pierce the Ant King's defenses, but landing a hit was definitely possible.

Yet Germain didn't refuse.

This was, in fact, a great opportunity.

To convince someone as stubborn as Netero, he needed to earn Netero's genuine respect—just like Granny Linne did.

Even if it wasn't for this, practicing and adapting to how to dodge attacks from someone like Netero was incredibly beneficial for Germain.

"Since you have no objections, then..."

Netero kicked off his wooden sandals, revealing his legs in short white socks. His thigh muscles suddenly tensed.

"Let's begin!" He smiled a wicked smile.

Boom—

In the next moment, Netero shot into the air.

Faster than lightning, lighter than a shadow!

However, halfway up, it was as if he had completely broken free from the force of gravity. He floated in mid-air, calmly sitting cross-legged, forming a hand gesture with a Buddhist meaning.

Come!

A terrifying pressure and Nen, as bright as the sun, transformed in Germain's eyes into the image of a massive golden Buddha statue.

Numerous golden arms, glowing with light, bloomed like lotus flowers behind the Buddha statue, radiant and hazy...

Hundred-Type Guanyin!

If it were an ordinary person, they wouldn't even see the golden Buddha statue. This wasn't a conjuration but an emission of Nen.

Germain, being a Nen user, could feel the overwhelming aura and was able to picture the outline of Netero's Nen being released.

It was similar to how Zeno's purple dragon from his dragon head was released; Netero's Hundred-Type Guanyin, when fully unleashed, could also release an unimaginable terrifying Nen!

Now, floating in the air, Netero had deeply imprinted the image of the golden Buddha statue into Germain's perception of the aura, an image that couldn't easily be erased.

Netero raised his hand, and although the movement seemed slow, in an instant, he had completed the process of preparing, gathering energy, and striking!

It was as if several seconds of time had been cut out entirely!

Boom—

The moment the Buddha statue of the Hundred-Type Guanyin manifested, Germain completed his Nen defense and focused on trying to see where the attack would come from.

However, before he could react, the golden hand formed from Nen had already blasted him away!

Boom—

He crashed into numerous trees, and before he could stop, a massive hand strike from above slammed him into the ground, burying him deep into the soil and rock layers!

Boom—

Hundred-Type Guanyin, First Hand!

Germain, Zeno, Silva, and others had already gathered their Nen incredibly fast, making them top-tier Nen users across the Six Continents.

But Netero was the one who perfected this to its extreme, and no one in the Six Continents could surpass him!

Enemies often couldn't see the flow of Nen, and before they could even predict it, they had already been struck by the Hundred-Type Guanyin's palm technique.

Most Nen users can only sense the result, but cannot see the process. Those who can see the process are the elite among Nen users.

At first, Germain was in a similar situation, but gradually he caught up with the Hundred-Handed Guanyin's movements—the initial strike, the outstretched palms, and the closing palms.

What he lacked now was reaction time.

Germain pulled himself out of the pit, but what came into view again was the huge palm of Hundred-Handed Guanyin, and this time, it was a trap made by two palms closing in!

Bang—

Hundred-Handed Guanyin: Third Hand!

Despite having long ears and a Buddha-like face, Netero couldn't help but laugh mockingly at this moment.

"Germain, my rule is that you have to dodge my attacks more than ten times in a row to win... At this rate, you won't be able to win..."

Bang—

A low, resounding hammering sound echoed!

A giant spear suddenly appeared, forcing the palms of the Guanyin apart just enough to create a gap.

Germain flew out!

The spear soon shrank into the form of a twisted cane and was crushed by the palms of Guanyin, turning into scattered Nen.

"Hah… still got some tricks up your sleeve..."

Netero smiled playfully and increased the difficulty.

Hundred-Handed Guanyin: Fourth Hand!

This time, Germain had to dodge the palms coming from three different directions!

Surrounded by the powerful wind from the palms, he flew about like a tiny mosquito!

Zeno and Silva watched from a distance, observing this one-sided chase... No, it wasn't a chase. It was more of a one-sided game.

The entire forest trembled, with loud crashes and explosive sounds filling the air.

Silva bit his lip.

"Father, do you think Germain can dodge more than ten attacks from Chairman Netero before midnight on November 22?"

Zeno placed his hands behind his back and shook his head.

"How could I possibly know that? I can't predict the future. No one can know the future, but what's happening right now is certain. Did you notice?"

"Yes, I noticed… Even under this suffocating barrage of attacks, Germain still doesn't have any visible injuries."

Zeno narrowed his eyes.

"Among the new generation, I thought Ging was the most outstanding. I didn't expect there to be another one like Germain… Truly terrifying…"

When Zeno referred to the "new generation," he actually meant everyone under the age of fifty.

At over seventy years old, he had the authority to make such a judgment based on his life experiences, and no one could argue with him.

Germain hadn't just started showing such resilience now.

He had already taken on the Bloodthirsty Apostle and the Disease Spreader, without being seriously harmed by their attacks.

At the same time, Netero finally dropped from the air and landed on the ground.

But from start to finish, he didn't stop his assault on Germain, who was not far away, and his attacks were growing stronger.

The 100-Type Guanyin had reached the 15th Hand!

Whenever Germain tried to dodge, Netero would follow closely.

If Netero sensed Germain adapting to the speed and power of his attacks, he would immediately unleash an even stronger form!

The earth trembled and mountains shook as the forest was cleared, as if a giant beast had passed through.

Suddenly, Germain's nen exploded, and black-and-white energy shot out in all directions!

White bones, with sparse black hairs, broke through the air and swung a giant Cleaver and a Threaded Cane to counter Netero's 100-Type Guanyin.

At this moment, the 100-Type Guanyin had reached the 27th Hand!

Netero couldn't help but snort and laugh.

This kid not only started adapting to the strength and speed of my 100-Type Guanyin, but he also had the potential to fight back.

If it weren't for the rules I set beforehand, he would have already charged at me, wouldn't he?

This kid is practically a monster!

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