I'm extremely interested in Nen abilities.

The seventh event was the 50-meter sprint.

Everyone made room and marked out a 50-meter track in the stadium. Lei Zha sent out a guy who looked a bit like Usain Bolt at first glance. The guy in the purple hat jumped around a couple of times to warm up his legs, then grinned at Jing Yang and the others, saying, "What a pity that big tiger can't compete. Otherwise, I really wanted to race it!"

“We don’t have a tiger, but we’ll have to make do with a bird.” Jing Yang said, reaching behind Bisky to find that the rock sparrow was lazily dozing off on the petticoat behind Bisky’s waist.

Little Purple Hat Bolt was stunned. Sending a bird to race against me? That's fucking possible.

However, Leiza seemed to have no objection.

Both competitors were ready at the starting line. Taliyah looked completely bewildered. "Where am I? What am I supposed to do? Why are all these people looking at me?" she wondered. "Who's that over there?"

"Ready—" Lei Zha shouted.

Jingyang directly activated the star mark on the rock sprite to control it. It was a half-finished wind-attribute Nen ability, but he figured he'd make do with it!

"run!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Bolt charged forward like a cheetah, as swift as a black whirlwind.

He is like the wind, and the rock sparrow has already transformed into the wind.

The little gray bird spread its wings, and the little air around it transformed into wind, seemingly merging with the surrounding environment in a peculiar way. When it flew close to the ground, the wind resistance was no longer an obstacle, but an aid, as if it were pushing its little gust of wind forward.

When Bolt gritted his teeth and crossed the 50-meter finish line, the good news was that he broke his personal best and broke the 5-second barrier!

The bad news is that the bird's time was 0.5 seconds.

WTF? ? ?

Bolt took off his little purple hat, returned to the crowd with a gloomy look on his face, and let out a long sigh.

"They've already won 7 games."

Bisky looked at Leza, "It's about time he started covering his tracks. If I'm not mistaken, his plan is..."

Lei Zha smiled slightly, pushed aside the others, and said to Jing Yang and the others, "Alright, I'll go next. My event... is 8v8 dodgeball."

"Each side will field 8 players, and the final result will determine who wins all 8 matches," he said calmly. "My team has already been selected."

As he spoke, seven figures emerged from the ground around him, resembling the death row inmates he had captured. They were all wearing pointed hats and gray tracksuits, except that each of these figures had sharp teeth, and the pointed hats covered the upper half of their faces. A number was marked on the front of the hats and on the chest of the tracksuits.

The numbers 1 to 7 correspond to their different body types, such as fat, short, tall, and thin.

Lei Zha stood there with his hands on his hips, looking like a beach volleyball coach.

Just as expected. Bisky smiled inwardly. This Leza had decided from the beginning to decide the outcome of the 8-win series single-handedly. The others were just there to make up the numbers.

景旸则打量着磊札的七个念兽，帽子上是数字1的小矮子，到最高最壮的帽子上写着7的……感觉上来看，数字1的念兽差不多1千气？数字7的则差不多是7千气的样子？

In other words, Leiza released a total of 28,000 units of Nen in this attack, while Leiza himself remained calm and composed... which really suits his muscular and muscular image; he really has a lot of Nen!

"Can Nen beasts also participate in the competition?" Xiao Di asked curiously.

“Okay,” Leizha said.

“In that case,” Jing Yang smiled slightly, releasing a large ball of spiritual energy that condensed into a spiritual beast resembling a Taoist nun in a light blue robe with flowing sleeves and wearing a jade mask.

He released a lot of energy at once, but his own aura only dropped slightly... He's really powerful... Lei Zha squinted and looked at the Daoist nun.

So, the two players went to their respective positions on either side of the field.

Leizha Fang is Leizha and 7 human puppets.

Jingyang's group consists of Jingyang, the Daoist nun, Xiaodi, Bisiji, and four others named "Jingba" to "Jingshiyi".

"First, let me explain the specific rules of dodgeball."

Lei Zha stood opposite him and spoke eloquently, "The competition will be conducted with one substitute player off the field and seven players on the field. When one side's number of players on the field reaches zero, they will be declared the loser..."

He went on and on, but basically, whoever gets hit by the ball and fails to catch it is out of the game.

However, even if someone is sent off the field, they can come back. But no matter how many people are off the field, only one person can return to the field and rejoin the battle after shouting "BACK".

Jingyang didn't listen closely to anything like that until Lei Zha pointed to the sidelines, where a small doll with the number 0 on its head was standing. The doll called out to both sides, "Alright... the match begins. I'm referee number 0, nice to meet you."

He couldn't sense any energy at all... Was the Nen he was assigned zero? Was it just a shell? As Jingyang thought this, referee number 0 had already tossed the volleyball high into the air in the center of the court, and the two sides were vying for the ball.

Xiao Di jumped lightly and grabbed the volleyball, only to find that the number 6 player on the opposite side who was vying for the ball hadn't moved at all.

On the opposite side, Leiza and the 1-7 dolls are posing as if to receive the ball. "You guys go first."

"..." Xiao Di thoughtfully weighed the ball in her hand, then, holding the volleyball in her left hand, she slammed it directly towards the other side.

boom! !

The volleyball whistled through the air and hurtled straight toward Leizha's face.

boom!

Lei Zha caught the volleyball with one hand, and it seemed to be spinning in his palm, emitting wisps of smoke.

"Oh?" Xiao Di was surprised that the other party answered so easily.

Lei Zha said without changing his expression, "They attacked me directly. There were clearly easier ways to knock them out of the arena."

He gestured to the dolls next to him, such as No. 1 and No. 2, which looked short and thin.

Xiaodi said, "Anyway, it's all the same if I don't deal with you."

“Well said.” Lei Zha smiled slightly. “Then, it’s my turn.”

He took a deep breath, and like a baseball pitcher, with a standard stance, he threw the volleyball towards the other side with a bang, as if it were a meteorite. The sound of it cutting through the air was already approaching "Jing Shiyi" in the blink of an eye.

So you only pick on the easy targets, huh?

"Jing Shiyi!" shouted loudly. "I'm not someone to be trifled with either!"

He gathered all the little energy in his body and poured it into his hands, pushing it towards the incoming "meteorite." Suddenly, he felt his hands lighten and his whole body heat up. Almost simultaneously, he heard splashing water and the sound of something hitting a wall from a distance behind him.

Jing Yang stared at "Jing Shiyi's" missing arms and the gaping hole blasted through his chest and abdomen. Then he looked at the blood splattered all over the ground behind "Jing Shiyi" and the blood-red volleyball that was almost embedded in the back wall, leaving a large spiderweb-like crack...

Jing Shiyi cursed under his breath: Damn you Lei Zha, you should have said so earlier! If you had, I would have unfollowed you!