"Pfft!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hisoka suddenly bent down, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Stinky brat, dare to underestimate me." Anakin raised a rebellious smile at the corners of his mouth, looking proudly at Hisoka, who was spouting blood, "I usually don't use this trick, because it's too boring, a little Not happy either."

"Ooh~!"

"Everyone in the audience, an incomprehensible situation suddenly appeared on the field!"

"Player Hisoka vomited blood for no reason!"

"Even the referee is confused, what exactly is this situation!?"

The passionate voice of the commentator reverberated at the competition site, expressing the curiosity of many audience members.

"what happened?"

"Hisso should not have been attacked!"

"Could it be that he played with an injury?"

In the auditorium, a large number of audience members were also discussing and speculating about various reasons.

In the ring, Hisoka frowned and covered his chest. He only felt pain in his body. His nose, mouth, trachea, throat, stomach, and lungs were like swallowing thousands of tiny blades, creating tiny wounds in his body. .

"I'm hurt inside."

In the auditorium, Ilumi suddenly spoke up.

"In the body?"

Illumi turned to look at Illumi.

"Look carefully at the dust on the ring."

At Yilu Mi's suggestion, Yi Lumi turned his attention to the dust on the ring.

"Use staring."

Illumi reminded.

Immediately, Ilmi condensed qi into his eyes and stared at the dust scattered on the ring.

"This is……"

After careful observation, Ilmi found that the dust on the ring was mixed with black dots, like black dust. Although the number was rare, it did exist.

Even if Ning is used, if you don't observe carefully like him, it would be difficult to detect it.

"His real ability is not to release ten black spikes, but to release black particles that float in the air like dust." Illumi explained: "Those black spikes are made of these particles."

"Usually use black spikes to attack the enemy and confuse the enemy."

"If this can't pose a fatal threat to the enemy, then use the last hand to decide the outcome."

"Ilmi." Ilumi looked at him and asked, "Do you think such a psychic, can Hisoka win?"

"Frankly speaking, the opponent's ability is indeed very tricky." Yi Ermi looked at the ring, and Hisoka, who was wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth calmly, said expressionlessly: "But if we really want to divide life and death, Hisoka Guys, you can't lose."

"So that's the case, did you use the last thorn's chi to hide in the dust?"

"It was originally a small number and deliberately broke the floor tiles to create dust during the attack."

"It just so happened that my attention was on the black spikes emerging from every corner. Even if I used condensation, I couldn't carefully observe the small amount of black particles hidden in a lot of dust."

Hisoka wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, endured the stinging pain in his body, and blankly glanced at the dust on the ring, thinking to himself.

"The opponent has already revealed their cards, and it is time to decide the outcome."

Yilu Mi looked at the two figures on the ring and smiled.

"Oh~!"

"Audience friends, player Hisoka finally moved~!"

"Player Hisoka is going to take the initiative to attack~!?"

"Player Hisoka is finally unwilling to defend, and plans to counter-attack Anakin~!"

As soon as Yilu Mi's voice fell, the high-spirited voice of the commentator rang above the ring.

On the ring, accompanied by the excited voice of the commentator, the expressionless Hisoka suddenly raised his uninjured left leg, stomped on the ground with a bang, and rushed towards Anakin who was standing in the center of the ring.

"Hmph, are you out of breath?" Anakin looked at Hisoka who was sprinting towards him, stood there, and mocked with a face full of arrogance: "At that moment just now, you thought you were going to win, right?"

"Stinky brat!"

But in the face of Anakin's ridicule, Hisoka was silent, his long and narrow eyes were full of icy coldness, and he rushed in front of him expressionlessly, with his fingers together, he suddenly waved down.

"Shh!"

Anakin accurately captured Hisoka's movements, swiped his foot, side of his shoulder, and easily avoided the knife.

"Shhhhh..."

Hisoka kept waving his hand knife, and although he was evaded every time, he didn't seem to have the slightest idea of ​​changing his attack method.

"Hey, what's the matter? Your face is so scary?"

"How could such a messy attack hurt me!"

"Get up and let me see your proud expression just now!"

Looking at the icy expression on Hisoka's face, Anakin felt even more happy and sneered again.

The figures of the two moved around in the ring. Anakin avoided Sisso's messy hand-knife attacks again and again, and caught the unavoidable attacks with his hands, and he would also wait for the opportunity to fight back.

"Forget it, there are so many little devils like you in the world."

"If you get a little cheap, you will be proud, and if you suffer a loss, you will be furious."

"I've had enough, let's end it!"

A moment later, the figures of Anakin and Hisoka had already covered the entire arena in the melee battle between you and me. Anakin said with an impatient expression on his face.

"Stinky brat, I wasted so much time, go to hell!"

Anakin jumped back, took a big step, and suddenly spread his arms, shouting.

"Bang bang bang..."

Accompanied by the sound of the floor shattering, black thorns "break out" from the ground around Hisoka, attacking every vital part of the body.

"Hey!"

The same scene reappeared, Hisoka jumped up from the ground when the black spike was about to touch him, and his body floated high in the air.

"Idiot! Do you think I'll give you a chance to escape like I did just now!?"

"Die!"

"Stinky brat!"

Anakin let out a smug cry, and one of the black spikes that got out of the ground suddenly stretched and pierced at Hisoka who was in the air.

It is impossible for humans to stay in mid-air. Hisoka fell a little bit, and the elongated black spike would pierce his heart, giving him a chill.

"Shh!"

But the next moment, Anakin's expression condensed, because Hisoka's body was really stagnant in mid-air, and his black spike was also stagnant in mid-air, unable to step forward any more.

Not long enough!

"How can it be!?"

Anakin's eyes widened~www.NovelMTL.com~ lost his voice.

"byebye~"

Hisoka raised his hands, holding cards between his five fingers, covered with his chi.

"Hmph, how is such a simple attack possible..."

"Ok!?"

"Can't move!?"

Anakin was trying to dodge, but found that his body could not move, as if something like a spider web was entangled in him, unable to move.

"This is……!"

Suddenly, Anakin realized that he didn't know when, the ring was already covered with thick lines emitting purple shimmers.

One end of them was attached to the ring, the other end was attached to the ceiling, and they were densely distributed throughout the arena. It was like a tropical rain forest, spider webs used by spiders to capture their prey.

"Pfft!"

While Anakin was thinking, a card poofed deeply into the flesh at his shoulder.

"Puff puff……"

Next, cards were inserted into his left and right chests, left and right shoulders, and left and right knees one after another. A lot of blood soaked his clothes, dyeing his black clothes dark red.

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