I'm extremely interested in Nen abilities.

“This is nothing,” Jingyang said. “The four basic skills of Nen ability are Entanglement, Absolute, Practice, and Release. Right now, you’re only at Entanglement. You need to practice maintaining this state. Once you get used to it, you can use Entanglement in your daily life, whether you’re walking, sitting, lying down, or even sleeping.”

Kurapika asked, "Can I also learn the special ability that allowed you to control me just now?"

Jingyang said, "That belongs to the realm of 'Sparkling'. You should first get used to 'Entanglement', then learn 'Skills' and 'Practice', and only then can you 'Sparkling'. This is the most orthodox and stable learning path. Once you reach the 'Sparkling' stage, we can talk about the issue of ability, and... about the Phantom Troupe. How about that?"

"I understand." Kurapika closed his eyes, preparing to continue practicing 'Entangle'.

"What do you understand? This is a private room in a restaurant. If you want to practice, go home and practice," Jingyang said. "Where do you live?"

Kurapika gave his temporary address. He had reached the 120th floor of the Heaven's Arena. After reaching the 100th floor, he would receive a bonus of over 100 million Jenny for each win, but would not lose money for each loss. Therefore, although he was alone, he was not too poor.

Jingyang also told Xiaodi the location of the hotel where they were staying and arranged a place for them to meet and chat regularly.

"You won on the 90th floor this morning, so you should be able to advance to the 100th floor by now, right?" Kurapika asked, puzzled. "Once you reach the 100th floor, you'll have your own private room, so there's no need to live outside anymore."

Jingyang said, "The Sky Arena is too full of bloodshed, and this humble monk does not wish to stay there for long."

Kurapika didn't know what to say.

Finally, he said earnestly, "I will transcribe that book as soon as possible and try my best to restore the original text."

Jing Yang laughed and said, "It's alright, take your time writing. Anyway, we still have a long way to go to the Dark Continent. Going there without the strength would just be sending ourselves to our deaths."

"That's all for now, let's stop here." Jing Yang and Xiao Di stood up and left the private room. Before leaving, he said earnestly, "I look forward to you completing your basic training soon and developing your own unique Nen ability."

The Ring Finger Soul-Chasing Chain!

If we're talking about Kurapika's Nen abilities, the one that Jingyang most "covets" is undoubtedly this one.

In the manga, Kurapika's Nen ability is represented by five chains that are attached to his five fingers, each chain having a different power effect.

This ring finger chain is one of the most frequently used by Kurapika, and its effects are extremely outrageous. To put it simply, it is Sequence 9, the fortune teller!

While it may be an exaggeration, it's not far off...

Can you believe that you can hang chains on a map and use divination to find someone on the spot?

If anyone lies in front of his ring finger's soul-searching chain, the chain will move. It's an all-powerful lie detector, can you believe it?

Not to mention Kurapika's little finger chain ability—Chain of Discipline!

Imagine binding a chain to your heart and making an unfair contract with you, such as "You are forbidden from using Nen abilities again." If you violate this, the chain will pierce your heart and kill you...

Do you believe it?

Is that cheating or not?

If Jingyang could indirectly acquire such a shameless ability, and have Xiao Ku act as his tool from time to time, helping him with divination or fortune telling, just thinking about it would be quite pleasant...

Now, a new item is about to be revealed from Xiao Ku, which is suspected to be Dong = Freecss's Dark Continent travelogue manuscript. It can be said that he has gained a lot and his trip was worthwhile.

On the way back, Xiao Di, who had been quiet all along, suddenly said, "Jing Yang, if you use the method you just used, can you also get Wu Er and Yan Que to activate their Nen abilities?"

“Perhaps,” Jingyang said, “but animals have limited intelligence, and even if they develop spiritual powers, it’s difficult for them to cultivate deeply. Do you expect me to train for them? There’s no need for that…”

Instead of wasting your energy, you should focus on cultivating and enhancing your abilities.

Even for humans, it's hard to say whether they can achieve anything significant in the world of Nen, let alone animals.

"Jingyang seems very confident that person will agree to join," Xiaodi asked curiously. "Why?"

Jing Yang said, "Didn't you also say that he's 'soft-hearted'?" He paused, "Or you should say he has a high sense of morality, even a moral fastidiousness. Even when faced with the enemy who wiped out his clan, he was unwilling to repay blood with blood... If someone like that were to receive my help for no reason and awaken his Nen ability, I wouldn't even need to force him; he would feel guilty and remorseful on his own."

In the manga, the Hunter Association sends teachers to instruct Nen users on a mission assigned by the association. As a member of the association, it's only natural that Kurapika enjoys some of the benefits, and there's nothing to feel bad about.

But Jingyang's situation is different this time. We're not familiar with each other. If I give you such a big benefit, how can you accept it?

It's safe to say that Jingyang was certain that Kurapika couldn't resist the temptation of Nen, so it was practically a certainty that Kurapika would fall into his hands.

The fortune teller is in hand.

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The next day, on the 100th floor of the Sky Arena.

Jingyang and Xiaodi were indeed given their own rooms, but neither of them showed any intention of moving in.

"See you on the 110th floor." Jingyang smiled and gave Xiaodi a high five.

Chapter 89 Books and Flames

The opponent rushes towards you; the movement of their feet, the shift in their center of gravity after landing, the tendency of their arm to exert force, the clenching, rotating, and trajectory of their fist as it swings towards you…

Everything flowed through Jingyang's eyes, which seemed to be shrouded in a layer of jade-like radiance.

As you see these things clearly, your body moves accordingly.

He preemptively raised his foot to kick back the opponent's hidden kick.

Raise your left hand to deflect the opponent's feinting punch.

With his right palm facing upward, he transformed into a whip-like afterimage, "snap" knocking his opponent's jaw away, and then raised his right elbow with lightning speed.

Step forward and "lightly" strike your opponent's chest and abdomen with your right elbow, bang!

Everything happened in the blink of an eye. The referee only saw Zhen Yuanzi make a few clean and decisive moves before his opponent was sent flying by an elbow and rolled awkwardly to the ground.

The referee on the 140th floor immediately raised his hand and loudly announced: "Excellent attack + knockdown! Zhen Yuanzi +3 points! Score 12-0! Zhen Yuanzi wins!"

"This is Zhen Yuanzi's first match of the day, and his first victory! His winning streak continues!" The referee's passionate voice echoed above the bustling audience. "Since Zhen Yuanzi entered the Sky Arena, he has maintained a rhythm of playing two matches and winning two every day. Today is his eighth day! Will he continue his winning streak? Let's wait and see!"

Jingyang waved to the applauding and cheering audience around him and walked towards the referee.

"Same as always, to the 150th floor?" The referee smiled and printed out a new slip for Jingyang.

Watching Jing Yang leave, many viewers couldn't wait to go to the 150th floor and above to reserve seats in advance.

Zhen Yuanzi's eccentric gameplay has already made him quite famous. Some people think it's absurd that he can consistently "get stronger with each battle"; others hope this arrogant guy will be beaten half to death at a higher level soon, many of whom have lost a lot of money betting on Zhen Yuanzi to lose; of course, many more are like fans, even setting up off-the-books bets on whether he can reach the 200th floor on February 15th at his current speed and pattern!

Jingyang didn't take it seriously and went straight back to the players' lounge. Xiaodi had gone on stage after him today and hadn't returned yet.

It had been three days since he helped Kurapika activate his Nen. These three days had been remarkably structured: he and Shizuku would come to the Heavens Arena in the morning to check in and win a couple of matches, he would meet Kurapika at a restaurant outside at noon, they would train together in the afternoon, and they would rest separately in the evening... After so many days of patient training at the Heavens Arena, Jingyang's fighting experience had improved rapidly thanks to the new way of using his manipulation abilities, the "Meteor Like the Wind" mode.

If we were to fight in close combat with equal amounts of Nen, my current self could easily beat my 8-day-old self to a pulp, ensuring that my 8-day-old self wouldn't be able to fight back at all.

As Jing Yang casually found a bench and drifted off into his own thoughts, the other contestants in the lounge couldn't help but steal glances at him.

While they were peeking at Jingyang, they didn't notice that some invisible flying star bubbles were quietly landing on their heads, necks, and shoulders.

Jing Yang was somewhat exasperated. Weren't these people challenging the Sky Arena supposed to be martial artists and fighting masters from all over the world? How come not a single one of them had internalized combat experience into instinct? General fighting experience was one thing, but they didn't even have a single move or two that they could instinctively apply, something Jing Yang could't even copy using the star marker… He couldn't get a single advantage from them…

"Sigh! I shouldn't have let that cutie Killua get away so easily."

Jingyang felt a little regretful. "Dark steps, limb bending, snake-like movements... the assassination techniques are quite enviable. Putting aside everything else, their fashion sense alone is off the charts."

Just as she was thinking this, Xiao Di returned triumphantly with a calm expression, "Let's go."

Jingyang and she went to the registration desk on the 140th floor and received the prize money they had just won—920 million jin each.

It adds up to about 92 RMB.

And Xiao Di and I only won two matches... It took me a little over 2 minutes; Xiao Di probably took less than 10 seconds to go on stage, wait for her opponent to rush over, slap him away, and then go off stage to receive her prize. Walking back and forth would have taken more time... This is not just picking up money, it's practically robbing money.

"Let's go up and pick up another ten million or so." Jing Yang hooked his arm around Xiao Di's shoulder and left with a smile. "Oh right, the two of us together have over twenty million..."

Watching Zhen Yuanzi and his team's retreating figures, the female staff member who had just handed out the prize money feeling both ashamed and envious, thought to herself, "For these incredibly skilled fighters, life must be an absolute breeze." Sigh.

After Jing Yang left, the contestants who had been manipulated by Fei Xing Bubble in the lounge all found sharp objects and stabbed themselves, piercing the rose-gold pentagram mark...

On the 155th floor, at Arena A, amidst the enthusiastic applause of the audience, Xiao Di casually struck her opponent with a palm strike, sending him flying off the stage, foaming at the mouth and unconscious.

On the 156th floor, at Arena A, Jingyang's battle was quickly coming to an end.

I don't know if it's because I have more and more fighting experience, but my opponent's movements seem slower and more and more flawed to me. This kind of simple fist and foot fighting seems to be getting more and more boring and tedious...

boom!

Jing Yang flipped his opponent over, his punches creating countless afterimages, but none of them actually landed; they simply hovered quietly above his opponent's nose.

The opponent had already fainted from fright.

While the surrounding audience screamed and applauded excitedly, Zhe Luo, a martial artist who had previously lost to Jing Yang, looked on with displeasure at "Zhen Yuanzi," who was stealing the spotlight on the stage and being declared the victor by the referee... What a hateful guy! He clearly has overwhelming strength, so why does he pretend to be an amateur? He's clearly a master, yet he only dares to toy with the weak and pretend to be something he's not. Is that fun?

You will pay the price!

Zhelu stormed off in anger.

……

"You got 1400 million, I got 1300 million, tsk!"

Jing Yang collected the prize money for reaching level 150 and happily left the Sky Arena with Xiao Di. "I've had a good day, let's go out and treat ourselves to something nice. By the way, I wonder how Kurapika's 'training' is going?" He casually took out his phone and made a call.

Upon arriving at the agreed-upon restaurant, Jingyang pushed open the door to the private room and saw Kurapika releasing all his energy in a state of "training"—strictly speaking, maintaining this "training" state could already be described as "unbreakable." However, it was clear that Kurapika's current level of proficiency wasn't enough to maintain it well. After Jingyang praised him, he quickly dissipated his "training" state and let out a long, exhausted breath.

After the waiter finished serving the dishes, Jingyang said to Kurapika, "Keep practicing. Entanglement, Absolute, and Practice are all very important basic skills."

Having already heard Kurapika's story, Xiaodi quickly lost her curiosity about this orphan of the Kurta clan. If Kurapika hadn't accepted Jingyang's invitation to become a member of Akatsuki, she probably would have completely forgotten what Kurapika looked like. Right now, she was focused on enjoying the sumptuous meal.

“‘Hair’ is the key, the realm of all sorts of strange and special abilities you described, right?” Kurapika said. “I want to move on to the next stage and train in ‘Hair’.”

Jingyang readily agreed, "OK, OK, if you feel confident, that's fine too."

He himself had practiced all the different methods of hair-binding in a single day, so he didn't really have much empathy for the step-by-step cultivation process that ordinary people go through.

……

"Before practicing 'Sen', you need to first identify the system to which your Nen ability belongs."

Jingyang and Xiaodi no longer stayed at the hotel, but rented an apartment. Right now, they were setting out a glass of water and a leaf in the living room, explaining the characteristics of the six Nen systems to Kurapika.

"The method for identifying the system is this water-viewing technique. Gather your energy with both hands next to the water glass. If the water volume increases, it's an enhancement system; if the taste of the water changes, it's a transformation system; if impurities appear in the water, it's a materialization system; if the leaves move, it's a manipulation system; if the color of the water changes, it's an emission system; and everything else is a specialization system—should we avoid these?"

Kurapika gazed at the still leaves on the surface of the water in the cup, thought for a moment, and said, "No need."

Anyway, I didn't really intend to avoid it. Jing Yang nodded.

Kurapika gathered the air from both hands to the sides of the water glass.

Soon, some impurities appeared out of nowhere in the water in the glass... Through the curved glass, the little droplet's eyes, which were close by, became distorted and magnified. It blinked, "What strange impurities, blue, dolphin-shaped, like some kind of mineral?"

“I am a Conjuration type,” Kurapika muttered to himself.

Jing Yang guided, "Conjuration-type ability users usually conjure a handy tool and often add some special functions to it. The more conventional the shape of the tool and the simpler its structure, the easier it is to conjure, and the more powerful and complex the added abilities, the higher the potential constraints and risks..."