Moses left the stage, while the unconscious Hisoka was carried away on a stretcher.
Inside the venue, most of the audience did not leave, still immersed in the match that just ended so quickly.
Only a small number of the audience stood up and left the venue.
Most of these spectators are Nen Users in the Heavens Arena.
'What a terrifying strength...'
When they left, their expressions were heavy with seriousness.
In their view, it was an unexpected development that Moses could take down the Roly Poly so quickly.
What's even more terrifying is that after watching this match, they had an intuitive feeling that Moses still had strength left in reserve.
If they were the one on the arena, let alone being able to injure Hisoka in one clash, they would most likely have to endure injuries or be knocked down to break through Hisoka's interconnected attack rhythm.
'Fortunately, he chose the Roly Poly as his opponent...'
Many Heavens Arena's Floor Masters suddenly felt a mix of fear and relief.
After witnessing this match, they believed that no one could defeat Moses in the arena.
Unless it is outside the ring, where perhaps there might be a chance of victory through a sneak attack...
Such thoughts crossed the minds of the Floor Masters.
But they don't know how naive this idea actually is.
If it is a non-frontal combat outside the arena, then Moses would undoubtedly teach them what true Nen Battles meant.
After this match, both inside and outside the arena, countless spectators were buzzing with discussions about the fight between Moses and Hisoka.
Meanwhile, Milluki, who was far away in Kukuroo Mountain, was taking out a tape from the VCR with a serious face.
The tape contained the match between Moses and Hisoka.
"I must study this carefully."
Milluki stared at the tape in his hand and muttered to himself, "Maybe I can trade it with Brother Illumi for some money for figurines."
Though he was once again acutely aware of Moses's danger, Milluki's otaku tendencies had now taken firm root, making him much calmer.
'As long as I don't go out, what does it matter how dangerous the world outside is?'
Holding onto this belief, Milluki shed many unnecessary worries and hatched a plan to coax some 'stay-at-home funds' from Illumi.
'Brother Illumi got beaten up by this dangerous guy twice, so he should be more than willing to pay for my research findings!'
Thinking of this, Milluki was suddenly full of motivation.
'It just so happens that the limited edition collaboration figures of [Sailor Moon] and [Yu Yu Hakusho] are about to be released...'
'With money, I could buy them all!'
A longing smile appeared on Milluki's chubby, pale face.
Elsewhere,
In a hotel in a certain city.
Illumi stared coldly at the now black screen of the TV.
Although the live broadcast of the Heavens Arena's match is not available to the whole world, Illumi had his ways to watch the match from outside the broadcast range.
Thus, he quietly watched the match, which lasted less than a minute, alone in the hotel...
Although the entire game process could not be seen clearly due to the limited perspective of the live broadcast, it was enough for Illumi to realize Moses's explosive growth.
'An Emission-Type Teleportation Ability, and a conjured sword...'
Illumi raised his hand to his chin and frowned slightly.
For someone like him, if he hadn't seen the match with his own eyes, how could he have imagined that Moses, who had disappeared for more than a year, would develop two new abilities on top of his 'two Nen Clones' after reappearing?
'If it were just that...'
Judging from this short match process, it was evident that Moses had already mastered the use of these two abilities to a high degree, with considerable precision.
Such a thing defies common sense.
Because the types of Nen Clones can be roughly divided into three levels according to their abilities and characteristics, which are high, medium and low.
Moses's Nen Clone is extremely outstanding in terms of power, appearance, Nen Affinity, and strength, so it is obviously the highest level of Nen Clone.
The most important thing is that Moses can control two Nen Clones of this level.
Therefore, Illumi and Hisoka's views are the same- it is hard to imagine that Moses can develop and master other abilities on this basis.
In other words-
Strictly speaking, the Hisoka lying on the arena today somewhat served as a shield for Illumi.
When Illumi thought of this possibility, his heart trembled and his brows furrowed even deeper.
It wasn't because of psychological trauma, but because he had been tricked by Moses twice before...
He can't imagine how he would feel if he were to be tricked for the third time.
'Encouraging Hisoka to go to the Heavens Arena was indeed a very wise decision.'
Illumi slowly lowered his hand.
As the saying goes, it is better to let my friend die than to let himself die, and Hisoka's tragic experience this time was not without meaning.
At least it allowed him to learn about Moses's abilities, which could greatly increase his tolerance for error when facing Moses.
As long as the information about the abilities is accurate-
The importance of the update is self-evident.
It can definitely be used to formulate targeted tactics.
....
Heavens Arena.
Moses left the lounge and walked down the empty corridor.
'As long as the special nature of 'intelligence' can be properly utilized, the difficulty of winning will be greatly reduced.'
'However, the utility of 'intelligence' is often only usable once.'
'But that's okay.'
Moses thought to himself, 'I can always be one step ahead.'
As he thought of this, a faint smile flashed across his face and he headed towards the elevator.
As long as he doesn't encounter a situation where he needs to reveal all his trump cards, Moses will have absolute confidence to deal with any enemy he has to deal with.
Because every trump card that has not yet been revealed can become a set of tactics that he can use when facing his enemies.
Creative thinking, tactical formulation?
Moses never lacks these.
Furthermore, with the special ability of Perception, the number of cards he has never revealed in front of others will only increase.
After walking for a while, Moses suddenly restrained his smile and walked forward calmly.
From around a corner in the corridor behind him, a figure rushed out, looking rather anxious.
This figure was Kastro, who had just arrived at the Heavens Arena.
"I caught up..."
Looking at Moses's back ahead in the corridor, Kastro couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
Just as he was about to run over and call Moses's name, Moses's figure in his vision suddenly disappeared into thin air.
"Huh!?"
Kastro's pupils contracted sharply.
Before he could react, Moses's voice suddenly sounded from behind him.
"What can I do for you?"