"Let me teach you a lesson!"
In the past, Emperor Kai sent Kisame flying with one kick; today, Sean brought an elbow crashing down, carrying the force of ten thousand tons as it slammed heavily into Silva!
[Hard]! Using [Gyo] to concentrate all his aura into his forearm, then [Ten] to firmly envelop the emitted aura, followed by [Zetsu] to seal his aura nodes and increase the aura's density. Silva crossed his arms to block, his forearms enhanced to the extreme, faintly condensing into a milky-white armor.
Instead of retreating, he advanced, meeting Sean's elbow strike head-on!
"Dong!" The air at the point of contact instantly imploded! The piercing sonic boom was almost enough to shatter eardrums.
Sean, close to Silva's face, sneered, "Get down!"
A force of 130,000 points rained down. Silva could no longer maintain his stance and was forcefully pressed down by Sean, pushed straight into the lake water.
"Splash!" The lake water seemed to flee from the two in a hurry. Forced to roll back by the immense force, it faintly revealed the lakebed beneath!
"The Eight Inner Gates! After three years, you still haven't forgotten it." One foot already embedded in the lakebed, Silva felt the majestic power coming from Sean's elbow. Compared to the 'house-playing' bell-snatching game from before, the child had undoubtedly grown a lot, and the number of gates he could open had also increased!
"Youth... it's always hard to forget, isn't it, Dad?" After sending Silva into the muddy lakebed with one elbow, Sean followed up with a "Shadow of the Dancing Leaf." At a speed that couldn't be captured even by the naked eye or machines, he raised his leg high and kicked towards Silva's chin.
Silva's eyes were quick and his hands were faster. He pressed his forearms down again, meeting Sean's kick, and was sent flying into the air. From hell to heaven might just be a kick's difference. Unfortunately, the result wasn't very beautiful—it was still death!
"Front Lotus!" Sending Silva into the sky with one kick, Sean seized the opening while his opponent was still unable to escape the inertia. He pushed off the lakebed with both feet. "Boom!"
The lakebed collapsed, visibly sinking, and the mud exploded and flew, mixing with the lake water to form jets of slurry shooting out—
The youth, wreathed in blue Nen waves, suddenly rushed out like a roaring azure beast. He arrived behind Silva, and before Silva could turn around, Sean's arms clamped down like two iron whips, connecting into a—Reversed Uprooting Willow!
Feet up, head down, he held Silva and smashed rapidly towards the ground!
"Boom!" It was like a meteor falling. The earth cracked and the trees trembled. Illumi, who thought he had retreated far enough, felt a tremor under his feet. Without time to think, he once again snatched Killua under his arm and retreated rapidly.
"Let go of me, Illumi, I can walk myself!" Killua, who clearly didn't enjoy the smell, struggled to get down. Unfortunately, for a kid who hadn't even opened his aura nodes yet, encountering a super-protective brother who had broken his limit once... the result was predictable!
"Shut up!" A loving chop landed on the back of Killua's neck. The white-haired brat's eyes rolled back, and he fainted directly. If Kikyo had seen this, she would have gone mad. But the current mistress of the Zoldyck family, at this moment, just like Netero, Ging, Maha, and Zigg, had her eyes completely focused on the battlefield, with no attention to spare for anything else!
"Last time, I only heard Zigg describe it; I never actually witnessed this secret technique, the 'Eight Inner Gates.' Today, this old man has truly opened his eyes. Remarkable!" When it came to pure taijutsu, no one had more of a right to speak than an Enhancement-type Nen user.
Not to mention the king of Enhancement types—Netero!
In the Hunter Association Chairman's office.
The Chairman's bald head was practically sticking into the screen. His eyes didn't blink once, flawlessly replicating Sean's elbow strike and kick in his mind. He glanced at Ging. The 'Boar' of the Zodiacs was craning his neck just as much, staring intently at Sean's movements, his hands tracing something... looked like he was... imitating?
'Hoh hoh... can't wait already?' Netero stroked his beard and gave Ging a teasing wink. "Want this old man to pull some strings and let that kid Sean punch you? Maybe you'll learn the Eight Inner Gates just like that."
Netero was well aware of Ging's monstrous learning ability. As long as he took a hit from a striking-type Nen user, he could imitate the opponent's technique to near perfection!
Unfortunately... was the Chairman dreaming?
"I can't imitate the Eight Inner Gates." Ging gestured for a while, then leaned back on the sofa in defeat. "That's not an ordinary taijutsu, or rather..."
"It doesn't belong to the striking-type at all. It's more of a secret burst technique that taps into the human body's hidden potential!"
Therefore... "Unless Sean is willing to teach it to others, trying to figure out the Eight Inner Gates by observing his movements... don't even think about it."
An affirmation from Ging was rare. Netero grunted, ordered Beans to pour tea, and continued watching the screen. After taking Sean's "Front Lotus" head-on, Silva jumped out of the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood. Although he looked a bit disheveled, with various injuries on his legs and body, his expression was becoming more and more excited, more and more twisted!
"Heh heh... it's been a long time since I've tasted injury." He casually stretched his neck, producing a series of cracking sounds like popping beans. Silva stared at Sean, suppressing his voice as he chuckled lowly, "Son, Dad admits that you have grown into an opponent qualified to threaten my life!"
"Is that so?" Sean shook his hand, smiling nonchalantly. "Stop hiding, Dad."
"Show me your true strength. Otherwise,"
Sean's face hardened:
"I really can't guarantee I won't accidentally kill you!"
"Hula..." The cold wind, carrying snow, blew harder and harder. "Wooo... wooo... wooo." A sharp, piercing sound, starting small and growing loud, was suddenly born from the palm of Sean's hand.
Silva looked over at the sound. A shuriken-shaped mass of Nen appeared in Sean's palm, spinning rapidly. The approaching wind and snow, upon being touched by it, silently disintegrated, as if they had never been there, disappearing to who knows where. Their very existence was erased!
"Wind Style: Rasenshuriken!" The current head of the Zoldyck family faintly uttered these words!
The old-timers who had been watching the battlefield through surveillance glasses, as if by prior agreement, all narrowed their old eyes and held their breath!
After a long moment, Maha's strange cry was heard.
"Damn Netero! Is that brat really planning to take Silva's life?" The old man sat up from his rocking chair. Even through the surveillance glasses, he could faintly feel the sharpness of the "Rasenshuriken"!
However, 'what you think is a spar is actually a death match, Father.' Zigg stared intently at Sean on the screen. "Not being serious means losing!"
"Hidan was like that, and so was Kakuzu. If they had been determined to erase Team 7 from the beginning, they wouldn't have been killed later by Kakashi and Naruto who arrived just in time!"