Let alone grabbing the whip with bare hands and not getting hurt, the eyesight that can clearly see the shadow of the whip is enough to explain many things.
In that moment, Neil gained a clear understanding of Moses's strength.
However, Moses' action of voluntarily releasing the whip and his statement, 'You passed', left Neil confused.
Neil, uncertain and suspicious, retreated after retracting his whip, creating some distance before gazing at Moses.
"What do you mean by that?"
"The literal meaning."
Moses casually glanced at his unharmed palm and then walked forward.
Judging from Neil's initial attack, one would normally assume the other party is an Enhancer.
But Mosesnoticed some inconsistency in the Nen skills displayed by Neil, as well as his slightly strange way of exerting force.
The Nen wrapped around the whip...
It wasn't the strengthening effect granted by Enhancement, nor was it simply the Shu wrapping Nen around the whip, it was detached Nen attached to the whip instead.
That's why there is a long and thin Nen gap between Neil's body and the whip.
Moses observed these details within a short time and concluded that Neil was an Emitters.
In order to verify whether this judgment was correct or not, Moses directly reached out and grabbed the whip.
The result of being unharmed confirmed his judgment.
Although there were more secure verification methods, Moses didn't mind bearing the consequences of misjudgment.
After all, this is his training.
In order to better improve his judgment ability in battle, Moses believed that actively shouldering the pressure of judgment errors would be more effective.
Even if he makes a mistake in judgment and suffers injuries such as fractures on his right hand, he will accept it calmly.
"Let's go again."
Approaching the center of the ring, Moses looked at Neil expectantly, as if saying: 'Come on, come and whip me.'
"…"
Neil's cheek twitched slightly at Moses's actions.
'I thought I could secure this victory easily.'
'But this kid in front of me is not an easy target at all!'
'He's like a wolf in sheep's clothing!'
'Am I going to lose...?'
The worst imaginable scenario flashed through Neil's mind, but the next moment, Neil forcefully cut off those thoughts.
"Don't underestimate me!!"
Neil's eyes widened as he raised his right hand holding the whip over his head, then he rapidly spun it like a propeller.
Whoosh—!
The Aura stirred up by the swinging whip converged around Neil, forming a visible vortex.
Crack——!
Threads of Nen emanated from the edge of the vortex, shattering the stone slabs on the arena floor, leaving behind cracks.
"Spiral."
This is Neil's trump card.
Moses calmly glanced at the stone slab of the arena that was shattered by the overflowing Nen.
For residual of Nen to have such power, only Emitters could achieve such thing.
This guy is obviously an Emitter, yet he chose to use a whip as a weapon.
This leads to the fact that the Aura that should be separated from the body and exert its power is weakened because it has to be attached to the whip.
If he insisted on using a whip, the most suitable way to use it under the current circumstances would be to treat the whip as an existence similar to the barrel of a gun, then directly flick the detached Aura by swinging the whip.
However, Neil chose the worst way to use it.
There is no doubt that he is another 'Nen Idiot' who doesn't understand the Nen System well.
"In any case, bring it on."
Moses looked at the spectacle created by Neil, and instead of retreating, he advanced towards the swirling vortex of Aura.
Seeing Moses's completely irrational response, Neil no longer entertained the absurd idea that Moses was seeking death.
However, he believed that Moses's 'arrogance' might be the key to his victory.
'It has to hit!'
'Just one hit is enough!'
Neil rushed forward, driving the vortex straight toward Moses.
The fierce and forceful wind lifted a pile of rubble, swirling around him like a planetary ring before flying into the air the next moment.
This kind of attack had quite the spectacle.
Moses looked intently at the approaching vortex, and still stretched out his right hand as fast as lightning.
Tap…
With a light sound, Moses's right hand once again accurately grasped the whip's tail.
Immediately afterwards, the oppressive force amplified by Nen forcefully dispersed the astonishing vortex.
"You…!!"
Seeing the move that he was proud of was broken so easily, Neil's face changed drastically, and disbelief appeared in the depths of his eyes.
Suddenly, the idea of using brute force to pull Moses over came to his mind.
But before he could decide whether to act on it, he saw Moses let go of the whip once again.
"Are there any other moves?"
After letting go of the whip, Moses looked at Neil, whose gaze seemed somewhat dazed, and asked curiously.
Grasping a whip in high-speed motion with bare hands could be considered a decent training experience.
This made him somewhat eager to see Neil's next move.
"…"
Seeing Moses handling the situation with such ease, as if playing around, Neil couldn't help but seethe with anger.
'I refuse to believe this!'
Neil vented his frustration like a madman, wielding the whip towards Moses.
The ring echoed with bursts of air explosions.
However, in the next moment.
Moses once again accurately caught the whip swung with all Neil's might.
Neal began to doubt life a little at this.
Not only him, but most of the audience in the stands also started to doubt life.
They had never seen such a scene before, and they felt that Neil, who always enjoyed displaying violence, seemed to be disappointing their expectations.
"Master is so awesome!"
Menchi's eyes sparkled.
She thought that Neil was an Enhancer, so she thought that Moses was using his superb Nen skills to perfectly neutralize the whip's attack.
Such excellent control made her yearn for it.
The battle in the ring continues.
But the atmosphere in the venue began to become strange.
The referee seemed like a statue, numbly watching Neil repeatedly swinging the whip and Moses constantly catching it...
In the commentary box.
The commentator with ten years of experience was also at a loss.
Who could tell her how to commentate on this battle?!
This weird match…
It left the audience who bet on Neil winning in a state of panic, made the referee numb like a puppet, and left the commentator bewildered about how to approach it.
And Neil on the ring was on the verge of collapse.
He just wanted to win ten matches by hook or by crook...
But why was he subjected to this mental torment?
Neal has realized that Moses is too strong and is not an opponent he can compete with.
But if he just gave up struggling like this, he would directly lose his qualification to stay on the 200th floor.
Those tug-of-war of Nen were what compelled Neil to persist stubbornly.
"Not bad."
Neil's persistence brought Moses a good training experience.
'It would be great if we could do this every day.'
Moses thought so.
Finally-
Neal couldn't bear the humiliation anymore and chose to surrender.
At this moment.
The venue experienced an unprecedented silence.
Countless eyes gathered on the young man.
'Who said he was a newcomer?'
'He's definitely a wolf among sheep!'