T/n: For Every 100 Power Stone 1+ Chapter ( I hope I don't regret it and get burned out!! XD)
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"A limit break in one month... Heh. Only slightly worse than me in my youth." Maha pretended to be calm.
Zeno pouted discreetly. He wondered which old geezer had said a limit break was very difficult and not to even think about it without three to five years of hard work.
'So, for you, old man, a one-month limit break is nothing special, is it?'
'Sour. Someone's vinegar jug must have tipped over.' Zeno looked at Maha suspiciously. "Grandfather, don't tell me you didn't know beforehand that this kid, Sean, secretly broke his limit?"
He, Zeno, wouldn't forget who it was that had firmly said—Impossible!
"Are you talking a lot? You're disturbing me from watching the show, you know?" Maha's face darkened, and he gave Zeno a big slap.
He cursed in exasperation, "Shut your ass!"
"If I hear you blabbing again, I'll cripple you!"
'Yes... yes... yes...' Zeno gave a dry laugh and adjusted the "surveillance glasses" on the bridge of his nose.
A faint electronic arc flashed...
Inside the training room.
Having shed his shackles, Sean glanced at Silva's calves and raised an eyebrow. "Not taking off the leg wraps, Dad?"
"If a certain old geezer sees, he'll definitely say my victory wasn't honorably won..."
Noticing Silva's gaze, Sean winked at the camera in the corner.
Maha, having just dealt with Zeno, felt his eyelid twitch. He cursed with a smile, "You brat, stop being passive-aggressive with me. I said I'd make you cry, and I'll make you cry. Just you wait!"
As he spoke, Silva opened his right hand to Sean. "I don't think that's necessary."
"The bell is right here. If you have the ability, come and take it."
'As you wish... Dark Step!'
Erasing his own presence, Sean suddenly drilled into Silva's blind spot, reaching for the bell.
Unexpectedly, Silva twisted his body and dodged with effortless ease.
"Silly boy, the limit break increased your speed quite a bit, but... your 'Nen' has already betrayed you."
The two separated again. Silva, one hand in his pocket, shook the bell and looked at Sean playfully.
Sean squinted, noticing a thin layer of 'Nen' covering Silva's pupils. 'It's just as he said,' he thought. 'Dark Step' is far from completely erasing my presence. Not unless I master [Zetsu] right now!'
The Four Major Principles of Nen—
[Ten], [Zetsu], [Ren], [Hatsu].
[Ten] could seal 'Nen' within the body, preventing its needless loss.
[Ren] enhanced and refined 'Nen', making one's 'aura' purer.
[Hatsu] released 'Nen' and was another advanced application of Nen, allowing free manipulation and use of aura once learned.
The last one, [Zetsu], could hide one's 'Nen', preventing detection or use by other Nen users.
If Sean had learned [Zetsu], Silva absolutely couldn't have sensed his presence just by 'Nen' perception, even if he used [En].
Taking a deep breath, Sean was unbothered by this failure. He shook his head and smiled, "Being detected just means I'm not fast enough!"
"But my dear Dad, if I become faster than you, do you think your reaction speed can still keep up?"
"Oh?" Silva narrowed his eyes. "Then let's see if you can be faster than me."
The current head of the Zoldyck family, the helmsman of the world's number one family of assassins, beckoned to Sean. "Come!"
Sean let out a low, suppressed laugh.
"Eight Gates Released Formation!" First Gate—"Gate of Opening," open!
Primary Lotus!
"Boom!" 'Aura' moved with 'will'!
A wave of milky-white 'Nen' exploded outward!
The youth's black hair flew upward as his aura suddenly spiked another level!
'If breaking one shackle isn't enough, then I'll just have to break one more!'
His heart pounded violently, his blood boiling and accelerating... Without a word, Sean, dragging a milky-white tail flame, closed in on Silva again, leaving afterimages in his place!
"'Eight Gates Released Formation'?" Silva noticed this, his gaze flickering. He recognized this taijutsu, which was tailor-made for that bowl-cut loser!
"What was that kid's name again? Rock Lee, right... Heh heh heh... He was the one who almost defeated that little kid who plays with sand, Gaara, wasn't he..."
The flames of aura rushed at him. Silva's feet were rooted to the spot, seemingly with no intention of dodging. He threw a late-starting hand-chop—
"Clang!" The sound of clashing metal rang out.
Illumi, leaning in the corner, his eyes were blurred! He could only vaguely see two figures colliding!
'Fast! Too fast! So fast I can't even see! We're brothers from the same womb, so why is he so fast?'
The deadpan-faced little brother clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging into his flesh, drawing blood.
In Sean's room, Zeno sensed Illumi's strange behavior and sighed silently. "Since Sean was born, why Illumi?"
"This child... I'm afraid he's going to become obsessed."
'Heh. You don't care about your precious Killua anymore?'
Maha, hands behind his back, stared intently at Sean, who had just kicked Silva. He said profoundly, "Not just Illumi. Milluki, Killua... all of the Zoldyck family's younger generation, every single one of them, will have to face Sean sooner or later."
"If they overcome it, they become dragons. If they don't, they're just worms!"
Zeno was silent, for the first time not refuting Maha's words, his gaze fixed on Sean.
"Tss... Tss..." The 'Nen' collided, bursting with milky-white sparks.
The youth's kick from above pressed Silva down toward the ground by a fraction.
"Not dodging? This is going to be boring, Dad."
Silva blocked Sean with one arm, feeling the weight of the kick, and grinned. "The speed is indeed fast, and the power isn't bad. But just with this 'Primary Lotus,' you want to snatch the bell."
"Son... you're still too green!"
Silva's triceps suddenly bulged. A huge force struck, directly sending Sean flying.
Sean was in mid-air, flying backward uncontrollably. Seeing he was about to hit the wall, he forcibly twisted his waist, adjusted his posture, and bent his knees to absorb the force, narrowly avoiding smashing his head open.
"Boom!" The wall trembled, a deep crater stomped into it.
Silva unhurriedly dusted off his sleeves, glanced at the disheveled Sean who had just landed, and said flatly, "Any more moves?"
"If not..." Silva shook the bell in his hand and sneered, "For the next three years, everything about you... is mine to decide."
'Three years? Not long, not short. Following the family's arrangements isn't so bad... But a caged bird? Neji Hyuga might be willing to be one, but I, Sean, disdain it.'
"The Great Dao of heaven and earth is only freedom and liberation..."
Sean stomped his numb foot and looked deeply at Silva. "Sage, tell Emperor Kai, I want to see him!"
[YES]
A spark of mutual understanding.
[Detecting host's current status...]
[Eight Gates Released Formation, Second Gate "Gate of Healing" loading...]
A familiar white light entered the space between his brows... The mental space unfolded.
A hearty laugh immediately exploded in Sean's mind!
"Youth, I can already feel it..."
"Your youth is burning!"