The smoke spread out, forming four walls around the three people on the battlefield, leaving only the dark night and the bright moonlight outside.
This was Morel's "Deep Purple," a versatile manipulation ability.
Morel used his large pipe to create more than a dozen human-shaped smoke figures, perfectly mimicking Knuckle in every detail, including skin color, hairstyle, and clothing.
He controlled these smoke figures and sent them into the fog wall.
Knuckle finally understood the teacher's plan and laughed.
"I almost forgot about this ability of the teacher. Now they can't tell which one of us is the real Knuckle!"
"Alright, we can start now." Morel pointed at Franklin with his pipe. "His left arm was just chopped off by Germain and it's still bleeding. Knuckle and I will take him down first."
"Shoot, you assist Germain. Hold on for a while, and Knuckle and I will come to help you. Don't push yourself too hard, okay?"
"Alright." Shoot, seeing Feitan's fierce presence, hesitated but trusted the teacher and Knuckle, and replied, "I can hold on for a minute or two."
So, the three of them quietly descended to the ground, hid in the fog wall, and launched their attacks separately.
Feitan saw Franklin being knocked to the ground by Morel and Knuckle. He hesitated for a moment when attacking with his "Nen Blade" but was then kicked away by Germain.
"Tsk."
Feitan was kicked into the fog wall and snorted in frustration. He then saw several "Knuckle" figures rushing towards him. He coldly swung his "Nen Blade" and cut them down one by one.
Morel, watching from afar, was shocked: This guy is more troublesome than expected. We can't underestimate him. It would be bad if we messed up here.
Feitan then emerged from the fog wall.
Germain threw out a lasso to try to restrain Feitan.
However, Feitan used his "Nen Blade" to slice the lasso in mid-air.
Suddenly, three black shadows leaped out from the side and attacked Feitan.
Feitan looked closely and saw that they were actually three severed hands! Two of the hands tried to grab his hands, while one finger, like a dagger, aimed at the exposed eye of the "Pain Packer"!
Feitan sneered and spun like a top. The "Nen Blade" burst into flames, forming a bright red whirlpool that sent all three severed hands flying away!
Shoot, who had revealed his true form from behind the fog, was stunned.
What kind of monster is this guy?
The wide sleeve on his left side was undone, showing a broken arm that he used to control the three severed hands.
As long as he could injure Feitan's eyes, he could capture them and seal them in the floating cage beside him—the "Hotel Rafflesia."
But to his surprise, Feitan used a single move to knock his three severed hands away.
What frightened him even more was that Feitan instantly appeared in front of him!
Feitan's eyes were cold, and his "Nen Blade" suddenly slashed in a sharp arc, aiming for Shoot's throat.
Shoot, naturally timid and cowardly, lost his composure in panic.
He saw the "Nen Sword" coming towards his throat and felt a sense of inevitable doom.
At that moment, Germain suddenly appeared from the side.
He slammed his palm into Feitan's "Pain Packer", forcing Feitan to turn his "Nen Sword" and clash with Germain's weapon.
With several clangs, Germain and Feitan exchanged more than a dozen moves in the air at lightning speed!
Shoot sighed with relief and quickly retreated into the fog. Terrified yet grateful, he admired Germain for being able to hold his ground against Feitan.
He wanted to help Germain, but he almost got killed. It seemed there was no place for him in the fight between Germain and Feitan.
He had agreed to hold off for a minute or two, but that was no longer an option.
All he could do now was wait for the teacher to arrive and assist Germain.
Shoot glanced at Morel, who was holding Franklin in the distance. Morel gave a knowing nod, so Shoot decided not to press the issue further and chose to retreat.
Feitan grew increasingly anxious as the fight dragged on.
Seven minutes had passed since the encounter began, and he still hadn't captured Germain. Instead, Germain was waiting for reinforcements, and Franklin seemed to be held captive once more.
At this point, Feitan regretted not following the leader's order to wait until everyone had gathered the next day to attack Germain together.
As always, the team leader's decision proved to be the right one.
However, Feitan's frustration grew. He was angry that he couldn't use his full strength in this situation; if he had, Germain would never have held out for so long!
Suddenly, Franklin's distant cries echoed through the area.
"Feitan——"
Feitan looked over and saw the tall Franklin pinned to the ground by Morel and Knuckle. Above Franklin's head hovered a large doll.
In an instant, the large doll transformed into a purple, raccoon-like creature.
This was Knuckle's ability, known as "Hakoware."
Knuckle could channel his "Nen" to Franklin through a seemingly harmless attack, initiating a nightmare scenario.
A Nen Beast named "A.P.R." would conjure beside Franklin, and every ten seconds it would calculate 10% interest on the amount of "Aura" Knuckle had attached to Franklin.
To repay this "Aura," Franklin's "attack power" needed to exceed Knuckle's "Aura" on him. The difference would be the amount to be repaid.
Until the "Aura" Knuckle lent was fully repaid, neither side could inflict any real harm on the other.
However, Morel isn't bound by these rules and can still harm Franklin.
Once the amount of interest surpasses Franklin's "Aura Capacity"—the maximum limit of his storage—he will go bankrupt, and "A.P.R." will become a "I.R.S.."
Within 30 days, the "I.R.S." will follow Franklin and force him into a continuous state of "Zetsu," making him unable to use his "Nen abilities."
Whether it's "A.P.R." or "I.R.S.," both are in an "invincible state," which means they can't be destroyed by attacks.
Franklin had used a lot of his "Nen" during his battle with Germain. As a result, Morel and Knuckle easily subdued him.
Moreover, Knuckle frequently used his fists to boost his "Nen," leading Franklin to go bankrupt quickly.
Realizing he had no chance to fight back and only had the option to surrender, Franklin calmed down, resolved himself quietly, and stopped struggling.
He suddenly shouted at Feitan:
"Go ahead! Use your 'Rising Sun'! Don't worry about me! Kill them and avenge us!"
Morel didn't know what "Rising Sun" meant, but his experience told him that what Franklin shouted at this moment was definitely not something that would help them.
He raised his large pipe and struck Franklin on the head, pressing him against the concrete floor to stop him from speaking further.
However, Franklin had already achieved his goal. He lay on the ground, as if accepting his fate, and chose to laugh loudly at the end of his life.
"Feitan, you wouldn't hesitate to kill me, would you?"
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