The sound of intense fighting echoed over the ruins.
The same scene also occurred in other locations within the ruins' architectural complex.
Those examinees who entered the ruins from other directions inevitably encountered a considerable number of armors and head-holding human statues, sparking battles between the living and the dead.
The movements of the armors and head-holding humanoid decayed objects were slow, so they posed no substantial threat to the examinees.
The examinees worked together and easily dealt with a large number of armors and head-holding human statues. However, what happened next made the faces of these examinees change color.
They saw the armors scattered on the ground actually floating up into the air and then assembling themselves back into their original states before being knocked down.
Even the head-holding human statues that were overturned on the ground stood up in a strange manner, returning to their feet from the ground.
"How can it be…!!"
Seeing this scene, the examinees all showed expressions of shock and horror.
If it was just the moving armors and head-holding human statues, they could still explain it as some kind of mechanism.
But the sight of the scattered armors floating back together exceeded their understanding.
"Could there be the souls of the dead here..."
"Don't joke around!"
"Hey, hey, they're coming over again!"
Faced with this phenomenon beyond their comprehension, some of the candidates could only guess in the direction of ghosts and spirits.
However, no one could tell them the real answer.
The armor and head-holding human statues that stood up again continued to press towards the examinees ahead.
"They're getting faster...!"
Soon, some examinees noticed something unusual.
The armors that reassembled after scattering on the ground no longer moved slowly and clumsily, but began to move at the speed of an ordinary person walking.
These examinees, who knew nothing about Nen, couldn't comprehend the principles behind it and could only launch attacks once again towards the armors and head-holding human statues again.
The sound of intense fighting once again echoed over the ruins' architectural complex.
'These things don't look simple at all. Why stick around? Let's run!'
Behind a low wall, Tonpa looked at the examinees who were fighting, and then surveyed the surroundings.
He didn't want to stay here and compete with those weird armors and head-holding human statues to see who could survive longer.
When things go wrong, leave immediately. That's the most correct course of action.
'There are too many of these things. We need to find a safer route.'
Tonpa surveyed the situation inside, and all he wanted to do now was stay away from this place of danger.
"Hmm?"
Suddenly, he noticed Moses and Menchi fighting over there.
There were more than ten armors staggering toward Moses and Menchi, like zombies.
"Master, I will deal with them."
Menchi picked up a sharp spear from the ground.
Inside this ruin, which seemed to have experienced a large-scale battle, various types of cold weapons were scattered around, but they were all rusty and of little practical value.
However, under the influence of Nen, these already fragile weapons still had some fighting ability.
Gyo and Shu.
Menchi looked at the ten or so armors, gathering a bright Aura in her eyes and simultaneously releasing some Nen to wrap around the rusty spear.
This skillful use of Nen techniques, which is like a second nature, was the result of Menchi's one-year training.
Using Aura to impart properties to food ingredients is not only about nurturing the level of Hatsu, but also requires Menchi to continuously improve the control of Aura...
Fine, finer…
Like a chef who pursues perfection, she must strive to be meticulous in every aspect.
This is how she can achieve her current level of control.
Menchi held a sharp spear in her hand and used Gyo to detect the parasitic position of the black Post-Mortem Nen. She immediately stepped forward and raised her spear to stab the armor walking in the front.
Clang—
The spear struck the helmet of the armor, and the violent force instantly scattered the armor.
But at the next moment…
The scattered armor parts floated in mid-air and were reassembled in the blink of an eye.
"I missed…"
Menchi looked at her master with some embarrassment.
Although she could use Gyo to see the location of the parasitic Post-Mortem Nen, she had never used a spear before, and there were some flaws in her accuracy. Moreover, the Post-Mortem Nen was as thin as hair, making it difficult to hit accurately.
"Their movements are slow, so there's no need to pursue speed in our attacks. Considering that their strength will increase somewhat after their 'revival', it's best to aim for a single decisive blow."
As Moses reminded her, he placed his right hand on the handle of his sword.
Shing—
The long sword was unsheathed and he slashed through one of the armors with ease.
The sharp blade flashed by.
The blade passed over the armor.
Although it seemed like the sword hadn't hit the humanoid armor, it had precisely severed the slender Nen thread.
Clang—
The armor seemed to have suddenly lost its vitality, and was collapsing and scattering to the ground, not moving anymore.
'Interesting. Unfortunately, today's ten thousand sword strikes have already been completed.'
After taking action to defeat one of the armors, Moses suddenly felt some amusement.
The black, hair-like Post-Mortem Nen is like an 'inconspicuous weakness' on the armor. And it is not easy to hit it accurately.
Moses felt that he could use this group of humanoid armors to increase his practical experience with swords, and to 'refine' the swordsmanship he gained from Perception.
'Let's try coordinating with Rhythm Echo and see if the accuracy can be guaranteed.'
With this idea in mind, Moses looked at the remaining eight armors.
[Rhythm Echo]
Moses took a step forward, his figure was like a shadow, and in the blink of an eye, he passed over the scattered armors around him.
As he brushed past, the long sword in his hand sliced through the black parasitic Nen on the armors from various angles, then he stopped behind the eight armors.
Clang, clang, clang, clang-
In an instant, the eight armors suddenly disintegrated and fell to the ground.
'Very good, this is the result of one year's worth of effort.'
Moses looked at the ordinary long sword in his hand.
The countless sword swings improved his swordsmanship to a level where it could be applied in combat.
Now there are so many armors, he could use them to further improve his actual combat experience.
'As expected of Master, he is so awesome!'
Menchi's eyes widened as she looked at the scattered armor parts on the ground.
She had just made a move and knew how difficult it was to accurately hit the Post-Mortem Nen, which is as thin as hair.
But Moses was able to simultaneously hit the Post-Mortem Nen on eight armors at such a fast speed...
What's even more terrifying is—
She clearly saw that the strikes didn't exert much force, but landed on the Post-Mortem Nen as lightly as a dragonfly touching water.
'So amazing!'
Menchi was amazed.
Tonpa, who was hiding behind a wall, was also dumbfounded.
'That young man... must be a monster!'