The truth that emerged was—
Kuroro, Sharunaaku Ryuusei, Pakunoda, Uvogin, Nobunaga, Sarasa and others had imperceptibly appeared on Roy's [Believer Panel], becoming his potential followers!
"Praise the sun," the young priest turned his back on the two who were locked in the courtyard, gently caressing the wooden box in his arms, and said to Haseki Dorou in a slow voice: "Dorou, look at the back of your hand."
In the courtyard, the two who were poised for action didn't wait for Roy's words to finish before they moved again!
"Ho ho ho... Father, please follow the game's rule, this is a duel, not... a brawl~"
Sisko's eyes curved into crescent moons, suddenly glanced at the prayer hall, his right hand yanked abruptly, before Haseki Dorou could heed Roy's words, and use [Gyo] to look at the back of his hand, he stumbled and was pulled straight over by Sisko!
[Bungee Gum]: It turns his Sense into bubblegum that sticks to opponents, restricting their movements. The longer the Sense is stretched, the stronger the retraction force, but if the Sense leaves Sisko's body and stretches beyond ten meters, it breaks.
In other words, this Nen ability of Sisko possesses both [stretchiness] and [stickiness],
once touched by him, a blob of transparent "Nen bubblegum" gets attached at the touchpoint, forcing one to become his manipulated target!
"Swoosh~" Haseki Dorou was pulled by Sisko and flew over, the magician, like performing a trick, swiftly pulled out a playing card from his pocket, pre-applied [Ken] on the card surface, making it harder than a dagger, sharper.
Just waiting for Haseki Dorou to be delivered, a card would pierce his chest, shred his heart!
However, forewarned by Roy, even though he reacted a beat slower, already dragged towards Sisko, Haseki Dorou, under the bright moon, went with the flow, raised his fist and struck!
"Muda... Muda... Muda....."
In an instant, dozens of flame-wrapped Nen punches were launched at Sisko!
Hoping to force Sisko to either remove the "Nen bubblegum" stuck to his fist or back off, forced to distance again.
It must be said, in the original work Haseki Dorou could go toe-to-toe with Sisko in the Heavens Arena, even forced Sisko to sever his own arm, compelled to use a second ability—
[Thin Disguise], using it to deceive his eyes, causing him to miss, leading to defeat and death, which proves... Haseki Dorou's talent isn't poor, just that in the original work, lacked guidance, misdirected effort......
"Boom.... boom... boom...." dozens of flame-wrapped Nen punches cleaved moonlight, descending from the sky, straight for Sisko's face!
The red-haired youth slicked back his hair, squinting at the sky, calculating the distance between himself and Haseki Dorou, with a sudden transformation by his left hand, split the playing card into one, two, four, eight, sixteen, in a blink turned into sixteen "throwing knife cards", flung them upward with a wave... heading for the "Nen punches"!
"Poof... poof... poof....." the sound of successive blasts emerged!
Within the Nen vibrations,
a figure was tugged and shoved by Sisko, a high spinning kick wrapped in [Ken] hit the chin, flying backwards!
"Haseki Dorou!" atop the mound outside the chapel, Uvogin and Nobunaga's pupils contracted, surprised that the white-haired youth who could easily subdue them both with a mere gesture back then could now be kicked flying by the red-haired youth who looked somewhat like a circus Joker... the hot-tempered Uvogin was about to stand up, halfway pressed down by Nobunaga.
"Old man, why are you pulling me?"
"To prevent you from going to die!" Sarasa's two golden ponytails flapped behind, swaying in the wind, answered Uvogin's question on behalf of Nobunaga.
Uvogin's breathing paused, grunted, tightened his fist, settled down... "Enhancement" Nen user, just reckless, not dumb, simply likes solving problems with fists, but knowing can't win, yet still charging in, Uvogin calmed down, forced himself to suppress the frustration within.
"Sisko Morrow, ultimately stronger than that youth, whether in Nen volume or understanding of Nen, surpassing the opponent by quite a margin!"
Kakin Empire, royal palace, the manor of the first prince, main hall,
seeing Haseki Dorou being kicked by Sisko wrapped in [Ken] on the chin, flying away,
old Colonel Grant squinted capturing the screen, watched the youth like a kite whose string had broken, crash with a "thud" against the wall of the Pale Church, falling into the prayer hall... he cast a sidelong glance coldly at Gusman beside him,
the green-haired youth who prided himself on possessing [Truth]'s protection smirked, spoke one word to his lord, clasped his hands together saying: "Truth above! Sisko under my lord's protection, cannot be compared with some ordinary trash."
Gusman glanced disdainfully at the private soldiers led by old Colonel Grant, ignoring their angry glares, looked up at the throne, raising his voice spoke again to Benjamin Stewed Meat: "Daring to let his highness know, Sisko is strong, but that youth... though not having learned [Hatsu] or developed his own Nen ability, can spar with him evenly,"
Gusman took a deep breath, spoke seriously: "As I previously warned his highness, indirectly proving... Roy Zoldyck who is responsible for teaching him, extraordinary, not an ordinary person!"
Silence engulfed the hall at these words.... old Colonel Grant, and the private soldiers around Benjamin Stewed Meat formed with the Nen ability [Inheritor of the Stars], though they wished to rebut, found themselves contemplating instead, acknowledging he was right... the white-haired youth on screen who crashed backward into a corner of the church seemed pathetic, but really... his foundation was solid, even facing Sisko, simply... lacked some time and experience......
At least, that strange "Breathing rhythm" had depth!
"Thud... thud...." On the throne, Benjamin Stewed Meat propped his chin and stared unwavering at Meteor Street, at the broken corner of the church, at Haseki Dorou buried among bricks, at one point, his gaze flickered and he saw....
That person,
wearing a simple clerical robe, holding a Roll of Scripture that the young priest collected into [Sumeru Mustard Seed] space like performing a magic trick,
stood up tall, turned around, his clear bright eyes indifferent, looking across the void, through the silent owl phantom perched on Sisko's shoulder, and met his gaze for a moment,
Benjamin Stewed Meat, slightly curved his mouth, for once revealed a stiff smile.....
"Gusman,"
"My lord,"
"You were right." Benjamin Stewed Meat's gaze pierced through the screen meeting Roy's said: "I started feeling... he's an extraordinary person."
The first prince suddenly halted his fingers,
Beneath the throne, in the grand hall, the smiling green-haired youth squinted also deeply stared at Roy on screen said: "My lord's discerning eye, soon, you'll more agree with me."
On the screen, the young priest's gaze remained calm, swept across, gave Benjamin, Gusman, and old Colonel Grant a glance, retracting his gaze, stepped forward with one foot, gave Sisko a final unconcerned look, then,
in the magician's sudden squinting,
instant "Light Transformation," in another gaze, crossed the prayer hall spanning nearly a hundred meters, stepped out from moonlight, slowly descended beside Haseki Dorou.
"Hu~" sleeve moved, wind rose,
the young priest flicked his tied robe sleeve, wind rushing forth, dispersed into chaos, uncovering the blood-mouthed Haseki Dorou underneath.
"Cough cough... Young master, I can still fight!" the white-haired youth struggled to rise,
However, the wind gave him no chance, at Roy's thought, gently spiraling subdued and pressed the youth back on the ground,
"Dorou, rest,"
"The rest,"
"Leave it to me....."