I'm extremely interested in Nen abilities.

Kurapika, who had been engrossed in the intense exchange of blows on stage, was now rendered speechless by Yun Gu's blunt question. Even if you asked, no one else would—

“Of course,” Jingyang said.

"Why do you actually answer?" Kurapika stared at Jingyang on the stage.

Jingyang smiled at Yun Gu and said, "Let me give you another friendly reminder: since it's a game of tossing and catching, there's naturally an option to quit. The side currently holding the ball can actually take the initiative to quit."

"Huh? Is that so?" Yun Gu looked at the red glowing object in his hand, which was almost turning into a red Nen ball, in surprise. "Then let's deactivate it."

His hand trembled, and the psychic sphere, whose internal number "3200" was flashing red, collapsed, shrank, and almost disappeared...

The reason it almost disappeared...

In an instant, Yun Gu's expression changed drastically. The released psychic sphere was like a black hole, frantically devouring the energy in his body.

It was just a fleeting moment!

The remaining potential energy in Yun Valley was as if one-seventh of it had been swallowed up in one gulp by a greedy beast.

Chapter 102 Won

"The energy in Cloud Valley has suddenly weakened?" Kurapika was quite surprised.

Xiao Di suddenly realized and commented sharply, "Enhancement-types are indeed very simple-minded."

A distinct feeling of fatigue washed over him, and Yun Gu couldn't help but catch his breath slightly.

He composed himself and said, "Did you develop this technique specifically for this match? Is your aim to reduce the disadvantage caused by the difference in our Nen power... But what if neither of us actively releases this Nen ball? Will it grow indefinitely, or will it completely destroy one of us before that happens?"

And the question is, if this sphere "expands" to the point of crushing one of them, will it just disappear?

Or will some kind of bug still occur?

Because the other party who was supposed to receive the ball no longer exists, and it keeps repeatedly returning to another person's hands due to violations, with the score constantly doubling, doubling, doubling...

"Is this..."

With a whoosh, Jing Yang raised his hand, and another ball of psychic energy flew out from his palm, the number inside the ball being a brand new "100".

"Let's talk after we've finished?"

He laughed and threw the new catch ball towards Yun Gu.

"Alright!"

Yun Gu nodded in greeting.

……

After catching the ball, Yun Gu did not throw it directly at Jing Yang, but instead tossed it high into the air, throwing it to Jing Yang in a parabolic arc.

Just as he expected, Zhen Yuanzi subconsciously looked up and glanced at him.

Yun Gu stomped his foot, picking up a brick slab from the arena and kicking it over. The huge slab blocked his view from Zhen Yuanzi.

Using a blind spot, Yun Gu darted close and circled to the side, only to find that Zhen Yuanzi had also disappeared.

The stone slabs were still flying around. Yun Gu was moving very fast, walking around the stone slabs, but he still couldn't see Zhen Yuanzi. He looked down and saw that Zhen Yuanzi's feet were right in front of him.

From the perspective of bystanders, such as Shizuku, Kurapika, the audience, and the referees, it looked like Yun Gu had just flipped over a stone slab and started playing a game of walking around a pillar with Zhen Yuanzi... Moreover, their pace was incredibly fast, almost turning into a blur, and they kept pausing back and forth.

Yun Gu thought in surprise, "I didn't sense that he released any 'roundness,' is it purely due to his exceptional five senses?"

I should have already lowered my footsteps!

Xiao Di suddenly looked at the Rock Sparrow in her hand. The latter stared straight at the arena with eyes that were not like the usual Rock Sparrow, but more like Jing Yang himself.

You're kidding me, my codename is Heavenly Dao!

With the help of Yan Que's eyes, Jing Yang could see the situation on the arena clearly. Yun Gu was dreaming if he thought he could get out of his sight.

Just then, as the stone slab flew past, Yun Gu threw a punch.

Jingyang accepted the attack. The collision between the two caused the stone slab to shatter into pieces in mid-air.

The sphere above their heads rose to its highest point and began to fall.

Yun Gu still had plenty of potential energy left, and his overall strength had not diminished. The power of his punches and kicks became even heavier and more powerful than at the beginning, and even in the heat of the battle.

It was becoming increasingly difficult for Jingyang to create distance between them.

He leaped high into the air, caught the falling ball first, and hurled it at Yun Gu on the stage.

「400」!

……

boom!

Yun Gu didn't want the psychic ball to double to "800" and return to Zhen Yuanzi's hands after missing, so he chose to catch it head-on.

After catching it, the number of balls had quietly changed to "800".

Yun Gu smiled slightly, grabbed the Nian Ball, and threw it towards Jing Yang, who was falling in mid-air.

Jingyang had no way to avoid it, so he braced himself with all his might to receive the blow. Boom!

The Nen ball hit him, and the noise was definitely more than "800" - Yun Gu used the "Zhou" technique to wrap even more Qi around the Nen ball!

Jingyang, holding the ball, flipped over and landed on the edge of the ring.

The referee shouted, "Excellent attack! Yun Gu gets a point! The score is now 5-2!"

The number inside the ball changed to "1600".

Jingyang tossed the ball again.

As soon as the ball was released, he snapped his fingers to gather power, aiming at either Yun Gu or Nian Qiu, and released the ball the instant Yun Gu got close to Nian Qiu.

……

Yun Gu didn't want to take another "3200" Nian ball. After catching the ball, he took a hit from Jing Yang's Finger Flicking Divine Skill. His white shirt was torn, and it was unclear whether it was from the explosion or a scratch, leaving a bloodstain.

"Huh...huh..."

Even with Yun Gu's strength, they were truly exhausted.

The Nen Ball, which had already reached a value of "3200" in his hand, was gripped tightly.

It's the last round!

In that instant, whether it was Yun Gu or Jing Yang on the stage, or Kurapika, Shizuku, and other 200th-floor players who had grasped the intricacies of the match, they all vaguely understood that the game had reached its most crucial moment. If the power of that Nen ball were to double again, becoming "6400," even if both of them were at their peak physical condition, they would absolutely be unable to defend against it, let alone now?

The next round will surely determine the winner!

The question is, before it becomes "6400", can Zhen Yuanzi handle this "3200"?

boom!

Yun Gu threw the ball with a fierce motion. The ball, which had the number "3200" inside, spun rapidly and crashed towards Jing Yang like a cannonball.

Choosing to take the hit would most likely result in serious injury!

If you choose to dodge, the Nen ball will return to Cloud Valley's hand and its power will double, becoming "6400"...

This strategy was developed precisely for this kind of opportunity!

Jing Yang let out a low shout, squeezing out the potential energy within his body once more. His long-term cultivation had taken effect; even in his current exhausted state, he was able to perfectly maintain a solid 'firmness'—moreover, the trajectory of the incoming psychic ball was too easy to predict, and Jing Yang circulated the 'firmness' within his body, distributing more energy to the front.

boom! ! !

The ball crashed into Jingyang's arms like a cannonball, and Jingyang immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Swoosh—" The arena beneath his feet plowed two parallel pits backward, and Jing Yang barely managed to stop at the edge of the arena.

The sphere in his arms stopped spinning, even emitting wisps of blue smoke. Jing Yang's chest appeared to have sunk slightly, demonstrating the force of the impact.

Jing Yang groaned, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth again. He grinned, his teeth glistening with blood.

The number inside the psychic ball in his arms quietly changed to "6400".

We absolutely cannot let him take that shot again!

Yun Gu rushed over decisively and caught Jing Yang in his arms.

*Thud!* The two collided head-on, and blood from Jingyang's mouth splattered onto Yun Gu's face and white shirt.

"You're badly injured, and you've fought enough to get this far. You should give up!"

Yun Gu gripped Jing Yang's wrist tightly, which was holding the "6400" ball.

"We've come this far, how can we give up?" Jing Yang looked at the blood splattered on Yun Gu's cheek and resisted the urge to use his Nen to control the blood droplets into a pentagram in front of everyone and easily defeat Yun Gu... The star mark behind his neck continued to supply healing power, and the injuries on Jing Yang's chest and inside his body were constantly repaired. He struggled to fight Yun Gu in close combat, trying to break free from the other's grip.

boom!

Yun Gu held Jing Yang firmly in place, and they wrestled to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, it went from hand-to-hand combat to ground judo...

Bang! The two wrestled and flipped over, shattering the brick floor of the arena like a spider web.

Bang! Bang! Bang! As the two wrestled and struggled on the ground, there was hardly any room left to step on the entire ring.

The referee was never on the stage from the beginning; instead, he provided commentary from the sidelines.

Who is it that fell down?

The referee, after all, had limited insight and refrained from making a rash judgment.

If we can hit this shot, we'll definitely win!

Even Kurapika, who was watching the battle, couldn't help but clench his fists.

The outlines of the qi on the two wrestling on the broken arena surface visibly became less perfect and solid than before, and began to fluctuate, shrinking in size.

Xiao Di's expression remained almost unchanged, like an emotionless passerby.

In fact, by now, she was certain that Jingyang would win.

Yun Gu's forehead was covered in a light sweat as he tried his best to suppress Jing Yang.

He couldn't possibly touch the Nen ball that Zhen Yuanzi was holding. Who knew if Zhen Yuanzi could just flick the Nen ball with one or two fingers and send it flying towards him?

The "6400" divination ball began to flash red.