Creating such a huge commotion, it was fortunate that the old man Maha was not present. Otherwise, he would inevitably show off his precious grandson again.
Netero looked at Sean with a piercing gaze, sensing that the 'momentum' had come to an abrupt halt. He raised his foot, intending to step forward.
However...
Sean suddenly opened his black and white eyes. The calm whites of his eyes reflected the thunder as he chuckled.
'Did you ask me if I wanted to end this?'
'What ten-thousand-meter barrier... What Conqueror's Haki...'
'Only those who are supreme in heaven and on earth can be called "King"!'
'Only those who maneuver with political and diplomatic skill, shaking the universe with their might, can be called "Hegemon"!'
'If one cannot even cross into the realm of the first-rate, what right do they have to talk about being a Hegemon? It is simply laughable!'
'If one does not go mad, one cannot survive!'
At this moment, the corners of Sean's mouth hooked up into a deep V-shape. He suppressed his voice, laughing low and gutturally. He decided not to stay on the deck any longer. With a stomp of his feet, under the shocked or terrified gazes of Netero, Kuzan, Hisoka, Illumi, and Hanzo who was hiding to the side, he charged straight into the storm clouds mixed with thunder and rain!
'The pinnacle of perfection! If I do not enter the first-rate realm, I would rather die!'
Clang!
The Kusanagi Sword was unsheathed, and a snow-white blade light rushed towards the sky!
'I came! I saw! I conquered... If one wants to be a King, but lacks the courage to challenge the heavens, what kind of King are they!'
'Let alone seeking true freedom and great ease!'
"Oh ho ho ho... That kid, he really is lawless..."
Netero watched Sean ascend to the highest heavens to grasp the bright moon and battle the thunder, feeling an indescribable sense of emotion and loneliness. He thought the other party was like his younger self. However, the other party was not. He was Sean. The vivid Sean, the fierce Sean, the indifferent Sean, the overbearing Sean, the unwilling Sean. Finally... converging into a Sean who had already surpassed him, Netero!
"Mr. Kuzan, blue comes from indigo but is bluer than indigo; surpassing you does not seem to be a difficult task..."
Beside Netero, Kuzan narrowed his eyes and looked up. His gaze pierced through the layers of rain curtains, looking at the young man who drew his sword to slash at the thunder. The words Sean had once said to him on the Poseidon echoed in his mind. After being dazed for a long while, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he smiled with relief.
'That is right... Who said talent is innate and unchangeable? That is the argument of mortals.'
'Doing what others cannot do, walking the path others cannot walk, perhaps that is the only way to become the unique "One".'
'This sentence was not said by anyone else, but by Garp. He said this is the second step of cultivating Conqueror's Coating, and also the key.'
'Only, I never expected that before I, Kuzan, could tell Sean, this guy would understand it beyond the limit and use his actions to tell me in reverse...'
'A "Hegemon" fears nothing; the heavens can also be bullied!'
"Oh ho ho ho... Illumi, give me a needle. I cannot breathe..."
With a thud, Hisoka spread his arms and fell to his knees in the heavy rain. He could not help but "lose control" again. He did not know which time this was. That man, the heroic figure drawing his sword against the sky, was truly his favorite apple. It seemed that every time, he could bring him endless surprises!
It made him unable to stop going crazy for him. Obsessed with him. To the point of losing his "self".
'Heh... You only think of me at times like this.'
Illumi produced a Nen needle and stabbed it fiercely into Hisoka's thigh.
Pfft... Blood sprayed out. The perverted magician let out a muffled groan of pleasure. He reached out to dip a finger in his own blood, put it in his mouth to lick it, and rolled his eyes upward. It was unspeakably wonderful.
"That's it! That's it! Just like this now!"
"Ben An... why are you so tempting?!!"
Crazy! The frantic Hisoka prostrated himself on the deck mixed with his own blood and rain, opening his mouth to laugh wildly.
That madness almost transmitted down through the deck.
Causing Kurapika, Geretta, Bourbon, Ponzu, Cherry, and others in the lounge to shudder involuntarily.
"Damn it... Why do I suddenly feel a bit cold... It is eerie and weird. I feel like something is wrong."
The martial artist Cherry, a rigid man, subconsciously hugged himself. This was his body's instinct making a defensive action before his brain could.
"And you call yourself a martial artist practicing martial arts? Afraid of a ball!"
Bourbon wrapped himself in an Arabian headscarf. Faint hissing sounds came from within the headscarf. He only spoke such big words because he had his snakes to rely on.
"Hey hey... Look out the window! Damn it, I am seeing ghosts!"
Geretta exclaimed, attracting everyone's attention.
Buhara, who was watching over the candidates, silently leaned against the wall. Kurapika, who had remained silent... blinked his eyes. Ponzu, who possessed beautiful lake-blue long hair... following Geretta's gaze, they all looked over in unison.
In the stormy night... a tall man, holding the Kusanagi Sword and using Moonwalk, was laughing Ku he he he, charging headfirst into the dark clouds, raising his sword to slash at the lightning!
It was simply risking his life!
'Mother... This guy is not human...'
"If I am not mistaken, that is Teacher Ben An, right!"
Geretta swung his hand and slapped Bourbon. The real sensation brought a bit of stinging pain, proving he was not seeing things!
"You hit damn well!"
Bourbon covered his face, having no mood to pay attention to Geretta. Just as Geretta said—Teacher Ben An was not treating himself as a human!
"Going against the lightning! Did he dislike that fighting the Strongest Human wasn't satisfying enough, so he thought about exchanging a few moves with the heavens?"
"This is a bit too outrageous..."
"Outrageous? So... this is my, Pokkle's, idol..."
Seeming to have recovered, Pokkle, as the first candidate to wake up, held onto the wall and stood up. He walked trembling to the window, looking at Sean with a burning gaze, and muttered in a low voice:
"This is what the Pirate King looks like."
"This is very Teacher Ben An!"
"But... is that the point? Don't you think we still have another Teacher Ben An beside us?"
"Yeah... Fart... Two Teacher Ben Ans?"
Strange cries echoed. Swish. Everyone looked at Number Two in unison. Number Two leaned against the wall, yawned lazily, and smiled playfully: "What are you looking at me for? I remember..."
"I said long ago that I wasn't the one who did it..."
'Damn it, not you! Then it is definitely your main body.'
"It is the Shadow Clone Jutsu!"
As a loyal manga fan of Sean, Pokkle realized it and suddenly understood. As he said this, those who had read Pot Naruto and those who hadn't all fell silent.
Kurapika was closest to Number Two. He gave him a deep look and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
'Teacher Ben An really is, as always, unexpected. Just when you think this is his limit, Sean can always break your perception of him in time and do things that leave you even more dumbfounded!'
'So... Does such a person really give others a chance to catch up to his footsteps?'
A pair of amber eyes gradually evolved towards a deep fiery red. Kurapika turned his head to look out the window at the other Ben An again. That appearance of holding a sword and crazily hacking at the thunder really made people despair.
It was like a flood that had burst a dam; once it overflowed, it was out of control.
"Oh my... oh my... This is really incredible... I wonder if Menchi saw it."
Beside him, Buhara, who had been sent by Netero to take care of the candidates, opened his mouth. He felt more and more that he and Menchi were lucky. If the Chairman hadn't come... that terrifying guy, Sean Zoldyck, could have torn him and Menchi apart alive even without using a sword!
'Scared now? This old lady is scared too.'
Menchi, pressing down the two brats to stay honestly in the tea room, seemed to have forgotten the task Netero gave her.
She looked absently at the sky. Beside her ear came the wow screams of the hedgehog-headed brat, and the white-haired stinky brat staring straight-eyed at the man in the dark clouds bathing in lightning, looking completely utterly crazy. She went completely numb.
'Is fighting people no longer enough to satisfy this guy? He has to go to the sky to seek death?!'
Menchi's words seemed to stabilize into the heart of the "Heavens". Seeing a tiny ant daring to swing a sword at it... several bucket-thick lightning bolts crashed down towards Sean with a boom .
It was determined to turn this daring bug, Sean, into ashes!
"Angry already?"
Sean slashed backhand, knocking these lightning bolts flying. The electric light transmitted into his body along the Kusanagi Sword but was lightly obliterated by his Armament Haki which was as thick as dark ink.
"Look, both are Haki, why is your Conqueror's Haki so disappointing?"
"Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-seven meters?"
"Please, use more force!"
The Kusanagi Sword in his hand was already covered with a touch of ink color. Sean slashed backhand again. Great Swordsman Mihawk's lifelong swordsmanship revealed its edge once more. A crescent-shaped dark green slash torus opens the dark clouds with a hiss . Subsequently, it also broke the confinement of the Haki.
Pop...
Like the soft sound of an eggshell breaking, it spreads abruptly.
The originally stagnant Conqueror's Haki seemed to be forcefully pushed from behind, charging headfirst through the "Ten Thousand Meter Barrier". It swept out with even more tyrannical fluctuations.
Netero, Hisoka, Illumi standing on the deck, and Hanzo hiding on the side bore the brunt of it. They felt as if they were hit head-on by an invisible heavy hammer!
Their spirit bodies detached from their physical bodies and flew out.
"Holy crap! Why do I see myself?"
While flying in the sky, Hanzo saw another self on the deck, hiding behind the wall, peeking cautiously. He didn't understand what was going on yet. He looked left and right and saw two Hisokas and two Illumis at the same time. He was stunned for a moment, then suddenly became excited.
"Could this be the 'Shadow Clone Jutsu' I have been bitterly pursued?"
"How could this legendary ninjutsu, which should be sealed in the ninja scrolls, appear in Ben An's hands?"
'It shouldn't be...Bullshit!'
"Ho ho ho... Do not be blinded by falsehoods. When it is time to be awake, one must be awake..."
A faint voice drifted into Hanzo's ears.
The bald head saw a tall Guanyin statue appear before his eyes at some point. He reached out and grabbed him, gently stuffing him back into his body!
Accompanying him were Hisoka... Illumi...
The three of them felt the world spin before their eyes. With another look, they were back on the deck. Clarity returned to their eyes, no longer confused as before.
"It is the Chairman!"
Hanzo, Hisoka, and Illumi realized and glanced at Netero.
The golden light dispersed, and the Guanyin was gone. Netero stood with his hands behind his back, still with his back to the three of them, never looking back at them once. Those black and white eyes, covered with the frost of time, had been staring at Sean in the sky from beginning to end.
What the three didn't know was... just for a moment, the dignified Strongest Human received quite a scare.
Even the 100-Type Guanyin Bodhisattva was forced out by stress reaction. This was a situation Netero had never encountered since his martial arts reached great success.
'It is breaking the barrier! unlike Netero, a native...'
Kuzan stared with his signature dead fish eyes, locking tightly onto Sean, sensing the brand-new Conqueror's Haki blooming from his body. That familiar scent, as an Admiral, he had the fortune to witness on that legendary Marine—Hero Garp!
"Uh ho ho ho, am I witnessing history?"
'Someone actually broke the shackles of talent and forcibly expanded the coverage range of Conqueror's Haki.'
"It is a pity this is another world. Otherwise, if word got out, Mr. Garp would definitely be shocked!"
A rare flush of excitement appeared on Kuzan's usually peaceful face. Seeing Sean break the barrier, he immediately shouted to Sean: "Strike while the iron is hot! Imagine Conqueror's Haki is your Armament Haki. Try to mobilize it, command it, and act according to your will!"
Sean's ears twitched slightly. The corner of his mouth hooked obliquely upward, and he lightly scolded: "Conqueror's Coating!"
The Conqueror's Haki sweeping in all directions suddenly retracted, all gathering on Sean's Kusanagi Sword!
In an instant, he dyed the Kusanagi Sword a soul-stirring "Red Gold" color. Subsequently, the young man held the fire-like Kusanagi Sword high and slashed fiercely at the dark clouds!
Crack...
Space-time seemed to be frozen at this moment.
Only to see—
The dark clouds shattered like a mirror. Revealing the bright moon behind them!