In HxH with Doraemon Pocket

Chapter 367 368

"Is that so? In my opinion, there aren't many people in this world worthy of my attention."

Morin flicked his wrist, looking at Jed in front of him, a slight smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

"And you, just barely make the cut~!"

What a bold statement, truly arrogant!

"This guy is really full of himself."

In the sandy desert where beasts lurk, Ging held a phone, eyes fixed on the tiny screen, and sat down heavily on a giant ant he had just subdued. He had come to this ant-infested sandy nest specifically to study the characteristics of the Chimera Ants.

"Come to think of it, I've never seen him go all out before," Ging mused, rubbing his chin. "The tools in his hands often make people overlook his true strength."

Not only Ging, but also in front of the TV...

"It's coming, it's coming!!"

Milluki sat up straight, shoving chips into his mouth as if they were free, his eyes glued to the screen.

Meanwhile, in another room, Zeno and Silva sat upright, ready to seriously watch the upcoming battle. For them, the fight that was about to unfold was the most anticipated event of the night.

"Do I just barely make the cut?"

Jed heard Morin's words, spreading his hands slightly as a formidable aura of resentment appeared.

"Then let me see if your strength matches your words!"

"Whoosh!"

The two dark blue auras in Jed's hands instantly expanded into two thick whips, burning with eerie flames. They lashed out at Morin from both sides with an almost imperceptible speed!

"Boom!"

A loud crash echoed, as if the ground shook three times.

"Not a weak force indeed, worthy of being a counterpart to Nen!"

Morin's hands also manifested a powerful aura, directly blocking the two whips. At this moment, he licked the corner of his mouth, a hint of excitement on his face.

Finally, a worthy opponent to unleash his full power against!

"Oh?"

Seeing Morin easily deflect his attack, Jed was somewhat surprised.

"It seems you do have some skill to back up your words."

Noticing the aura emanating from Morin's hands, Jed's expression grew calmer, a faint smile emerging.

"Perhaps I can enjoy this a little?"

Interest began to show on Jed's face. Since his revival, he hadn't found anyone worthy of testing his full strength. Even his attempt to seek revenge against Netero was thwarted by Rengoku's constraints, leaving him without a chance to fight. The others were not even worthy of warming up.

At this moment, witnessing Morin's display of power, Jed felt a rare itch to battle. His hands dropped naturally, and the flame whips formed by resentment dissipated instantly. In that moment, a smile of excitement appeared on Jed's face, and his presence shifted dramatically.

"Getting serious, are we?"

Behind, Netero, who was suspended, was the first to sense Jed's change.

"Now, this should be a good show, huh, huh, huh?"

Netero's eyes gleamed with a subtle light, momentarily forgetting his status as a prisoner, fully immersing himself in the identity of a martial artist, eagerly observing the impending duel.

"Ready to go all out? Then I won't hold back either!!"

Sensing the shift in atmosphere, Morin smiled slightly. The next second, an astonishing surge of Nen and resentment shot skyward!!

All the Nen users, after covering their eyes with Gyo, could visibly see?

The intense white Nen and the dense black-blue resentment intertwined in an instant, causing a violent collision!

"Such Nen, even during my time in the Shadow Organization, I never encountered this level of power in the highest-ranked missions."

Jed, with a direct feel for Morin's Nen, didn't have the vague assessment others might have.

On the contrary, his perception was deeper than anyone's, even more so than Netero, the founder of the Shingen-ryu behind him. Because the powerful Nen emanating from Morin, along with the traces of Shingen-ryu within it, reminded him of his battles alongside the young Netero.

"Almost reaching the young Netero's level? No wonder he has such high hopes for you!"

Jed's eyes filled with madness, his mouth opening to emit a low growl filled with deep-seated hatred.

"All the better, the sins of Netero, let me collect some interest from you first!"

As he spoke, he moved, a flickering blue-black flame appearing in one hand. However, just as Jed was about to make his move.

Swish!

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In the next second, Morin suddenly vanished from his spot. When he reappeared, he was already right in front of Jed.

"An ability to teleport?" Jed wasn't surprised. He had already noted this when Morin had taken Uvogin and Nobunaga out of the arena.

Jed quickly hurled his resentful flame towards Morin's face. To Jed, this marked the official commencement of their first clash, sounding the battle's horn.

However, the next scene surprised him. Morin's hand suddenly brandished what looked like a simple red bullfighter's cape, placing it between himself and the resentful flame.

The next moment, something bizarre occurred.

The formidable, resentment-laden blue flame, upon touching the red bullfighter's cape, didn't consume it. Instead, it strangely altered its trajectory as if it had encountered something slippery.

"Hmm?!!" Jed's eyes narrowed sharply.

He knew well the power brought by resentment; even manifested Nen objects couldn't easily deflect his attack like this. What on earth was this?

Jed pondered internally but kept his hands busy. After the first resentful flame failed, he quickly produced several more resentment orbs in his palm. These were resentment bombs, akin to Nen bullets, but much more powerful. The size of these bombs, comparable to cannonballs, testified to their might.

Swish, swish, swish!!

One after another, the resentment bombs flew from Jed's hands. His fluid movements and stance made him appear not just like an Enhancement-type user but even more formidable than an Emission-type user.

Like Netero, Jed was a representative of the Enhancement-type. Enhancement-users, according to the six-type distribution chart, could utilize about eighty percent of Emission-type power.

Though it was unlikely for someone like Kurapika, who relied on the Kurta Clan's bloodline and the Nen ability [Emperor Time], to perfectly use all six types at one hundred percent, the power of resentment allowed for extraordinary feats, like returning from the dead.

It's possible that full utilization of different types could occur! At least, the power of Jed's resentment bombs surpassed that of the world's top Emission-type users.

Compared to Razor's Nen bullets, Jed's were slightly more powerful. Under his precise control, the resentment bombs sealed off all escape routes, raining down on Morin.

But no matter how strong the bombs, if they couldn't hit their target, they were meaningless.

Morin didn't react much, merely spinning the red bullfighter's cape in his hand. The rain of resentment bombs, upon touching the cape, seemed to be controlled by some eerie force, scattering in all directions.

The seemingly overwhelming barrage of resentment bombs, which left no escape, was effortlessly deflected!

"As expected!"

Seeing this, Jed had no doubts left. He immediately ceased his attack, no longer wasting his power on ineffective assaults.

"Is it that cloak?" Jed's gaze fixed on the vibrant red bullfighter's cape.

"I haven't sensed any Nen fluctuations, even when it deflected the resentment bombs. No traces of Nen appeared."

"What on earth is this thing?!"

While curious about the cloak, Jed also turned his attention to Morin's face. The faint smile on Morin's face had vanished, replaced by unprecedented seriousness.

"Kid, no wonder Netero holds you in such high regard. You truly deserve it! You're indeed a worthy opponent!"

To wield such an item, effortlessly avoiding and deflecting his attacks, was enough to earn Jed's respect. Coupled with the impression Morin gave upon his initial appearance, his teleportation abilities, and his seamless handling of the resentment bombs with the cape, Morin's graceful and natural demeanor caught Jed's attention.

"Kid, what's your name?"

In this setting, asking formally was a clear acknowledgment of Morin's strength. Jed considered Morin worthy of equal treatment.

"Morin."

On the opposite side of the tower, Morin twirled the cloak in his hand.

"I'm a tool user."

Tool: [Dodging Cloak].

Effect: Appearing as a simple red bullfighter's cloth, it helps you avoid attacks of any kind. By waving the cloth, you can dodge, and more amazingly, even reflect attacks back.