In fact, at the beginning, I never felt any difference between myself and the young leader in flame state.

Same body, same mind, same power, same...soul.

But since when did you realize it?

The self in the flame state... When those people looked at the flame state, their eyes were different.

If he didn't have himself in a flame state, many people around him now, maybe... Maybe they wouldn't even look at him.

There was nothing wrong with Hisoka's words.

In front of that dazzling self, he was as humble as the dust on the ground.

When this secret that everyone knew was exposed, Tsuna didn't even have the courage to look at the expression of Isis behind him.But it was precisely because he didn't have the courage to look at the other party that he failed to notice that Isis hugged his body with a face of pain at this time, and his fingers pinched the flesh on his arm tightly, almost scraping blood Come.

The card that Xi Suofei shot landed on the stone slab in front of Gangji, he sneered, with endless malice: "Look, your so-called companion can't even refute. Uh huh... still want to maintain such a shameful situation." Posture? Little rabbit, don’t let anyone see your dirty look again!”

Gang Ji tremblingly said: "No, that's not the case..."

"Oh, do you really think so? Hmm, your voice is trembling." Hisoka laughed, his smile was distorted, his smile was terrifying, his voice pierced Tsunade like a sharp sword Ji's skin, those golden eyes are like looking at something humble: "When you refuted me, you already thought so, what I said is right, you are lying to yourself, aren't you? You can't do anything , useless, can only kneel on the ground... ants."

Gang Ji hugged his head and said: "No! No! I, I..."

——Is that self, the self in the flame state, really another soul?Another, another expected soul?

Hisoka's patience finally ran out: "Okay, little rabbit, I don't want to talk nonsense anymore, hurry up and call out your other soul - Big Apple!"

The 9 of spades flew towards Tsunayoshi's face with the sound of piercing through the air.

But the leader of the young man seemed to be broken into the new house by the thought force full of malice, and defeated by the malice and killing intent in the words.He stood in front of Isis in a daze, and could only stare blankly at the cards that were about to destroy his life.

"shut up!"

Tsuna suddenly came back to his senses: "Isis?!"

The blond godfather stood in front of Tsuna, his thin body was even thinner than the young leader, and he couldn't even completely cover the child behind him.Isis was panting violently, the card was stuck in the bone of his arm, as if the blood vessel had been severed, the blood stained Isis's beige suit red at an extremely terrifying speed, and fell a little bit under the crystallization of the sunny flame. heal.

Does it hurt?of course.Perhaps the most painful wound of the pampered Isis was when the needle was pierced into the flesh in the bottle, so that the bones were cut off in half by the cards instilled with thought power, and the pain would be severe enough to make an ordinary adult collapse.However, for Isis who didn't even care about his life, the feeling of oppression that almost crushed him mentally made him completely ignore the pain of the body, and the unprecedented anger almost burned his life.His thin body is like a patron saint, protecting that child... and his beautiful bird behind him.

The extreme pressure brought by the power of thought was completely blocked by Isis, breaking the curse of Tsuna's passive self-doubt.The young leader who woke up soon fell into a kind of pain again - in the absence of flames, he was like an ordinary person, and the oppression brought by the pressure was absolute.

But this time, the pressure came from - Isis in front of him.

He suddenly remembered Kuroro's words: "Isis... have you opened your fine pores?"

——Using the method of forcibly opening the fine pores to obtain mind power is the only way for the Holder family to save themselves, but their success rate is even lower than that of ordinary people. It has been so low that for hundreds of years, no one in this family can Undo this deadly curse.

Otherwise, even if there was even a glimmer of hope, Isis would not want the bird of his life to come to this place.

"Hmm~ It's really interesting." Hisoka took a deep breath: "Although you are delicious if you succeed, I can't forgive those who hinder me from picking big apples!"

Tsunayoshi didn't hear what Hisoka was saying.

He stood behind Isis, and all his eyes were on Isis at this time.Even the crystallization of the Sunshine Flame couldn't heal Isis's terrible wound immediately, but the thin blond godfather was still so cold and calm, as if the strong anger that almost stunned Hisoka just now was not there. Not what he issued in general.

Isis said: "Gang, don't listen to his nonsense. It's just the illusory fear that he used to break through your spirit with his thoughts."

He said, "Do you really know yourself?"

He said, "Do you know what hope you ... give me?"

"Isis..." Tsuna murmured, "I..."

At that moment, the red-haired clown's fist that could destroy the past was close at hand!

"Don't...touch Isis!"

The uncontrollable flames spewed out, and the young leader shouted almost collapsed. The collision between his palm and Hisoka's fist was a huge force that he could never bear, but he could bear it now.Without the blessing of speed, without the assistance of flames, he didn't even wear gloves, except for the flames on his forehead, he was still the very ordinary Tsunayoshi Sawada—but he caught Hisoka's fist.

How to calculate the power of Hisoka's punch?

If there is a boxing force measuring game machine dedicated to hunters, then it can be measured that the force used by Hisoka's fist wrapped in mental power at this time is more than 300 tons.

What does the power of more than 300 tons represent?

It means that Hisoka can smash a 5-story building with one punch from top to bottom with ease.

But Tsuna Kichi didn't realize at this time that his forehead was burning with flames, which was so bright that even the crystallization of Qingzhiyan couldn't compete with it.But apart from the thin flame on his forehead, the boy's eyes couldn't even be rendered.

But he did it, in a normal or abnormal state, relaxed and simple, blocked the fist of the current strong man, blocked the power that he was absolutely unstoppable in the state of flames in the state of the whole province.

Hisoka was crazy because of this extreme luck. His golden eyes almost turned red, and his pupils shrank with excitement, but his strength was constantly increasing—the eyes that met the young leader were full of reflections. It was a weak flame that could be extinguished at any time, but no matter how he strengthened the strength in his hands, he couldn't make any progress.

He laughed aloud: "Excellent—really, excellent!"

"Don't use your dirty hands..." Gang Ji paused, "Touch my friend!"

His empty left hand turned into a fist, and hit Hisoka's face covered with white foundation heavily!

Even Kuroro's strength can't say that a punch can cause any irreparable damage to Hisoka's face, but at this moment, these soft hands, the fist of a young leader in a normal state, look so light The fist that swung at him—but he couldn’t avoid it.

It cannot be avoided from any angle, and no matter what kind of action it is, it cannot be avoided.Hisoka even found that he couldn't retreat, couldn't mobilize his mind power to defend, couldn't use his mind power "flexible love" to stop the opponent's movement, and could only watch helplessly as the soft fist hit his right cheek .

Hisoka's whole body is wrapped in Nian, the powerful "hardness" is a solid shield to protect his body, even his cheeks are also part of the protection.Even though Hisoka failed to mobilize more mental power to protect the part he was attacked, his incomparably powerful body and mental power made it impossible for him to completely break his "hardness" even with a punch from Kuroro even if he didn't protect it specially. The solid barrier brought to his face.

But the fact is that his juvenile fist was deeply sunk into the red-haired clown's face, and there was a terrible circle in the hollow of his white cheek. The clown's face twisted quickly, and blood spurted from the wall of his broken mouth in an instant, His body flew backwards along with this force, and after smashing the stone wall behind him, he continued to fly, crashing into a farther place.

But the young leader who did all this is still the most original appearance, the most ordinary and ordinary appearance.

Tsuna was panting, and after confirming that Hisoka had passed out, he immediately supported Isis who was leading to the ground.Goddess of Luck did not favor the legendary Holder young patriarch, he was like everyone in the Holder family suffering from this terrible family genetic disease, no matter what he couldn't control himself from being forced by Hisoka's mind. The life force rushing through the open pores.

Gang Ji was flustered, at this moment his tears finally couldn't help streaming down: "Isis...Isis..."

At this moment, he felt that he had become a god.The space around him is his own world, everything that happens here cannot escape his control, nothing can escape his control, everything that happens in his world is dominated by him.

It is also because of this that he understands the powerlessness of Isis.

—Even the gods cannot rule over death.

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