Train, train harder, train till drained...
To enhance one's strength, there's actually no secret- just relentless training.
This is what Moses has been doing all along, moving straight ahead without ever slacking off.
But there's another way to improve one's strength.
That is-
Engaging in life-and-death battles!
On the tightrope where one may die at any time, they can experience their own shortcomings up close and take a new step forward.
This is why Moses is eager for action.
Now, with Biscuit pointing out there's a Nen user outside who came with bad intentions. Moses can hardly contain himself, and he couldn't help but feel regretful as well.
If he had developed the Mimic Appearance ability for "Soul Echo", he could have used this opportunity to test its tactical value in a real fight.
Regardless of the regret, Moses looks outside the law firm with a glint in his eyes.
He doesn't want to miss this chance for real combat or, more precisely, the chance to experience the 'ten seconds' he went through at the temple again...
That experience made him cherish every opportunity for real combat.
Biscuit watched Moses's expression with great interest.
She didn't expect to find a martial spirit hidden beneath the young man's gentle exterior.
Perceiving this, Biscuit became more and more interested in Moses.
At this moment, the clock's hands points at eleven.
Compared to the brightly lit commercial street on the other side, there are not many people left on Turmeric Street.
Because at this time, most of the non-food businesses, including Covariant Law Firm, have closed.
As the crowd disperses, the night street becomes quiet. Along the street, only the standing streetlights emit warmth.
In the dimness, a figure swiftly passes by.
The figure moves along the edge of the light, slowly approaching Covariant Law Firm.
Finally…
The figure stops about fifty meters away from Covariant Law Firm.
This figure is a man wearing a hat, with a slender figure, narrow eyes, thin lips, and a lingering sinister expression in his face.
The man's name is Buck Arnold. His profession is somewhere between a mercenary and an assassin. He has always only accepted commissions related to killing.
"Those idiots…"
Buck's nose twitched, sniffing the faint scent remaining in the air, and then looked at Suibian Law Firm not far away with sinister gaze.
"Even though we've gained the advantage and could easily take down the target by cooperating, they still want to vie for the credit..."
Buck stares at the law firm, and said coldly: "Look down on Professional Hunters, and it's your turn to die by that woman's hands."
At this point, Buck gripping a dagger with a blade like blooming flower petals, resembling interlocking canine teeth.
At first glance, it looks like a small wolf teeth club.
However, judging from the multiple blades extending outward, it barely falls under the category of a dagger.
"Now...it's even more troublesome."
Buck tightly grips the dagger called Fang. Although he had identified the target's precise location, he had no intention of continuing to press on towards the Covariant Law Firm.
He could confirm that the woman who had killed several of his colleagues had suffered some serious injuries. And in such a situation, he could easily catch up with her.
However…
Just by stopping and observing from here, Buck vaguely sensed a lingering sense of danger.
It was this almost intuitive sense of danger that dispelled his thoughts of directly advancing and caused him to stop fifty meters away.
Moving carefully, only making a move when sure, and if something feels off, even if just a bit, observe first.
This style of action, even if called cowardly, didn't matter to Buck——
He didn't care about other people's opinions and had never thought of changing.
It's also because of this that, when his peers were fighting on their own, Buck chose to stay back and observe.
This is the reason he remained unscathed and eventually found his way here.
According to the original plan, since he came here, he could enjoy the spoils of war alone after all his peers died.
However, the sudden and unexplainable sense of danger precisely hindered his thoughts.
'Should I give up?'
Buck stopped to think.
Giving up taking risks because of an inexplicable sense of danger is the fundamental reason why Buck survived in his countless assassinations.
"Hmm?"
Just as Buck was contemplating whether to give up, he suddenly became alert and threw the weapon in his hand.
Whoosh…
The dagger shot out like an arrow released from its string, stabbing the ground twenty meters away.
Beneath the blade's tip was a shadow, the size of a manhole cover, different from the usual shadow.
'Shadow?'
Buck stared intently, a hint of strangeness flashing in his eyes.
Extraordinary phenomena can basically be identified as being caused by Nen ability.
That means…
Upon seeing his dagger lodged in a standalone shadow, Buck knew that a Nen user would launch an attack against him. Instantly, he tensed his nerves, maximizing his vigilance.
At this moment, Moses, who used Zetsu to hide his Aura, initiated an attack from a blind spot in Buck's vision, kicking his shin with all his strength.
During the attack, Moses reopened his Aura nodes, channeling abundant Aura to enhance his kick's force.
If this kick were to successfully connect, it will definitely disrupt part of Buck's mobility, thus laying the foundation for a gradual strategy.
However, Buck was well-prepared and reacted instantly.
He twisted his waist violently, then lifted his leg, aiming a kick at Moses's neck.
Trading off a lower leg injury for a decisive blow to the enemy.
It is a good deal.
But Moses wouldn't let Buck have his way. The moment he realized that his sneak attack had failed, his upper body leaned backward, and at the same time, he altered the motion of the kick aimed at Buck's lower leg.
Whoosh!
Amidst the sharp sound of breaking air, because Moses leaned backward, Buck's kick aimed directly at Moses's neck missed.
At the same time.
Moses changed his kicking motion, delivering a forceful kick to Buck's knee instead.
Bang!
Leveraging the reactive force from this kick, Moses maintained his backward-leaning posture, propelling himself into the air, thus creating distance between him and Buck.
Also at this moment—
A cold gleam of a blade swept past Buck's side, stabbing into the ground where Moses had been standing.
It was the strange-shaped dagger thrown by Buck earlier.
"Tch."
Buck secretly thought it was a pity. Then, he raised his hand backward, pulling the thread tied to the handle of the dagger.
Following his movement, the dagger stuck in the ground flew back to him.
Buck caught it skillfully, and his eyes, filled with hostility, stared at Moses, who had retreated a distance.
The seemingly hasty throwing of the weapon served two purposes. On one hand, it had the ability for instant retrieval. On the other hand, it created a temporary illusion of losing the weapon while attacking the enemy, thereby enticing the enemy to strike first.
Then, he can wait for the opportunity to counterattack and finish the enemy.
In the extremely brief exchange just now, Buck's real killer move was to retrieve the dagger from the blind spot of Moses's vision. A single hit would be enough to end the battle.
But it failed.
'From that angle, he shouldn't be able to see the dagger's counterattack, but this brat's action is as if he knew about the attack in advance... Is it the ability of that shadow from earlier?'
Buck stared at Moses, silently speculating in his mind: 'Seems like it has a function similar to surveillance cameras, possessing the ability to transmit image in real-time.'
In the dark.
Biscuit quietly observed this battle.
'The enemy's skill level…'