Over the next few days, Oboro began targeted training for Charl. In addition to teaching him Nen training, he also passed on some combat techniques that suited Charl—specifically, external martial arts styles—and two relatively simple breathing methods: one is still breathing, and the other is abdominal breathing.
In just a few days, Oboro couldn't teach him much. Moreover, the more he teaches, the harder it is for Charl to digest and understand.
Oboro only showed him how to get started… what level he could reach later depends entirely on himself.
As the saying goes, "The master leads the door, but the practice depends on the individual."
Just these two breathing techniques, combined with a few combat skills and some Nen knowledge, are enough to make Charl undergo a complete transformation… But he still needs to refine his skills through battles in the Sky Arena, integrating what Oboro taught into actual combat.
Oboro set a goal for him: continue to temper himself in the Sky Arena, for one or two years, until he becomes the host, then take the Hunter exam.
The timeline could be longer—three, four, five, or six years… it depends on the individual.
But before joining the Hunter Association, the mandatory condition is to become the host.
...
The next day, Oboro went out to buy food.
Staying in the room every day to guide Charl was quite monotonous and dull.
He realized that he didn't share Yun's or Bisji's temperament and hobbies—he preferred to be a laid-back person. If Charl didn't understand some martial arts essentials, Oboro would repeat himself a few times and grow impatient… He felt he wasn't a good master, nor was he very capable of taking on this job.
Anyway… it all depended on Charl's own comprehension. How much he could learn was up to him.
All along, Oboro had been surrounded by talented or highly skilled strongpeople. Teaching Charl, who was just an ordinary person, inevitably created some disparity.
If he were teaching Killua or Gon, they'd probably grasp it in less than half a day.
That's the difference.
"Hmm?"
Oboro was walking on the street with a shopping bag, preparing to return to the Sky Arena. He was eating a bread in his hand.
Suddenly, he stopped, noticing an interesting scene.
Ahead on the street, Hisoka was being blocked by someone.
They seemed to be exchanging words.
The still-living Chrollo Lucilfer!
"Hmm… Can you move aside? I'm not interested in you right now…"
Hisoka looked at the serious, long-haired man in front of him and smiled faintly.
"Accept the challenge!"
Chrollo reiterated.
"Didn't you hear me? You've lost your spark that interests me…"
Hisoka extended a hand, with a card between his fingertips, and his eyes were sinister. "Move aside…"
Hisoka released a hint of killing intent.
"Hey, killing someone in the street isn't good. Even if that fruit rots, it was you who planted it in the first place… How can you just abandon it? At least find a place to bury it…" Suddenly, a voice interrupted their conversation. Hisoka heard the noise and knew it was Oboro.
Chrollo also looked toward the man in the suit walking over.
"Hahaha…"
Hisoka retracted his killing intent.
"Who are you?"
Chrollo frowned.
"You don't need to care about me…"
Oboro, smiling, stuffed the remaining half bread into his mouth and waved his hand. "Let me give you some advice. If you want to fight him, why not find a place with no one and settle it privately? Anyway, your goal is to beat him, right? No need to waste time."
Then, Oboro looked at Hisoka again. "The sooner you settle it, the sooner it's over. If you don't agree, he'll keep pestering you… It's quite troublesome, isn't it?"
"Hmm… That's true."
Hisoka nodded.
"Let me be the referee!"
Oboro volunteered.
After saying that, Hisoka took the lead and left, with a very clear meaning—just follow Oboro's instructions.
Chrollo also saw that the person in front of him knew Hisoka, and since Hisoka agreed, he had no reason to refuse.
He was confident he could defeat Hisoka!
He shot a glance at Oboro, then turned around, swinging his cloak and following Hisoka's footsteps.
Oboro took out a bottle of juice from his shopping bag, slowly drank it, and walked at the back.
He said it was about revenge, but in fact, there was no real hatred between Chrollo and Hisoka. When Chrollo first entered the Sky Arena on the 200th floor, he lost his first fight to Hisoka. But he gained three points from Hisoka, which made Hisoka admire him greatly, and intentionally spared his life. Now, after two years of training, Chrollo had challenged Hisoka again… But saying they had no enmity at all isn't entirely accurate.
From Chrollo's obsession with Hisoka, that fight back then, given Hisoka's nature, he probably said some harsh words to him…
This was a way to 'fertilize' the seed.
Chrollo is very famous in the Sky Arena. His return this time showed incredible combat power, and he's praised as someone close to the level of the host.
But actually, his ability has already reached the level of the host… At least in the 200+ floors of the Sky Arena, the weaker generations of the host era are enough to become the host.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have seriously injured Hisoka in the original story.
Unfortunately, the current Hisoka… is no longer the same as in the original.
Because his strength has grown, Hisoka lost interest in Chrollo.
A weak opponent can't excite this fruit farmer.
And he has nothing eye-catching.
Anyway, he's just killing time, adding some flavor and seasoning to his life.
If Oboro hadn't appeared, he might have really killed Chrollo on the street.
...
Half an hour later, the three arrived at a martial arts arena, paying for the venue to be rented.
Charl was also specially called out by Oboro.
When Charl arrived, Hisoka and the man in a cloak, who had taken off his cape, faced each other… Oboro sat on a bench outside the arena, continuing to drink his juice.
"This…"
Charl looked at the two about to fight, and his expression suddenly changed.
As Nen users on the 200th floor, Hisoka and Chrollo Lucilfer's names were well-known to him.
He had seen Chrollo before, even watched some of his matches.
"Sit down and watch."
Oboro pointed to an empty seat beside him.
"Okay."
Charl sat down nervously.
"Chrollo is also a Nen user specializing in Enhancement, and his strength is particularly strong…" Charl said.
"How long do you think the fight will last?"
Oboro asked.
"At least half an hour, probably…" Charl hesitated.
In his view, Chrollo and Hisoka's abilities were roughly equal… Rumors said Chrollo had been defeated by Hisoka before, but based on his current performance in the Sky Arena, they're probably about the same. Moreover, Chrollo is an Enhancement-type.
"I brought you here because I want you to observe this fight carefully… For you, this kind of level of battle isn't common. Your focus should be on Chrollo. I'm not asking you to learn from his strengths, but to find his weaknesses."
Oboro sipped his juice.
A fight?
Is it a life-and-death battle?
Charl took a deep breath, thinking it was just a simple sparring match.
"You're also an Enhancement-type, so find out why he was killed… You won't have much time, probably less than a minute," Oboro looked at Hisoka's eyes and continued.
Less than a minute, and Chrollo would die?
Charl swallowed, trusting Oboro's judgment, but this result sounded too unbelievable—are the gap between the two really that big?
He listened to the story about Chrollo and Hisoka, and ended the conversation.
Oboro put down the juice bottle and said with a smile, "This fight has no rules, no points. It's purely about killing the opponent!"
"Since everything is ready, let's begin…"
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