Card by card switches back and forth between Hisoka's fingers, being thrown over and over again.

After the additional mental energy, the sharpness of the cards is no less than that of the throwing knife...

The card blocks all the angles that Moritonio can dodge, making it impossible for him to dodge.

Hisoka lunged back and forth, and immediately kicked his foot.

But it was only the top hat that the old man was wearing... Mauritonio has bent over and is ready to fight back.

Hisoka's speed was not unfast, and seeing that he couldn't hit the target, he bent his elbow and smashed it towards the Celestial Spirit Gai of the regimental leader.

Bang!

Moritonio raised his arms, and the two men's arms collided.

At the moment of the fight, Hisoka noticed that Moritonio's body was tilted to a certain extent, using the angle of his arm to perfectly block his vision, so that the other hand hidden behind his back grabbed the fallen hat and covered his face.

The hat struck, and Hisoka's eyes were pitch black.

A powerful fist struck Hisoka in the abdomen.

Hisoka's face changed, and the corners of his mouth overflowed.

Like a spring, the body jumped backwards and opened up the distance.

"Talent is something that needs to grow... No matter how good your qualifications are, you are just a newcomer who has just stepped into cultivation. Moritonio didn't pursue, slowly retracted his arms, and said lightly.

Looks very confident.

The temptation of the two ended almost in the blink of an eye... Hisoka suffered a loss.

"I'm not serious yet... Can you hold on? The old man spread his hands.

"Please."

Hisoka wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and smiled in response.

"That's right... It's rare that you have seen through my true colors, so let me reveal it for you... The secret and principle of john.doe. Moritonio seemed to be in the mood for the show, and pulled out a handkerchief from his pocket: "It's a handkerchief without any mechanism..."

As he spoke, the old man unfolded the handkerchief and put it on his face, "After sticking it to his face, I imagined in my mind the appearance I wanted to transform into..."

With his voice, I saw that the handkerchief began to shrink and deform, and even Moritonio's facial features changed.

After a few crackling sounds.

A new face came into view.

It is the appearance of a serial murderer on the wanted portrait.

"This is the magic of the homicidal doe... My ability to 'sew up after the truth! ’”

The haze not far away watched this scene, unfazed.

This move is the predecessor of Hisoka's 'thin illusion'.

"Interesting..."

Sisoo smiled.

"So what's next... It's my own magic, full of tricks and calculations... Sisoka, be careful. ”

As soon as the conversation turned, Moritonio suddenly stretched out his palm to Hisoka.

Rumble!

For no reason, Hisoka, who was standing in place, was hit hard, and his right arm was directly deformed... The whole person fell and flew out.

Hisoka's face was startled, apparently defenseless.

"It feels... I'm being oppressed by something..."

When Hisoka hit the ground, his brain spun rapidly, and the injury did not affect his thoughts or movements at all.

"Minced meat... It's time for hamburger meat again..."

Moritonio's excited expression also began to become hideous, and his mouth was broken.

Boom Boom!

Moritonio's whole person slowly rose into the air, like a king who had landed on earth, condescendingly looking at Siso, who was running back and forth between the fields, but was knocked away by 'some kind of power' again and again.

"It's coming... You tremble... crunching fragile life..."

Moritonio in the air was like a cat playing with a mouse, chuckling and sneering.

Hisoka is embarrassed!

Even if he instinctively defended with his thoughts, he was hit again and again, which still made his injuries worse.

In this way, it is possible that he will be played alive by Moritonio.

"Hazy... Won't you help him? ”

In the sky, Moritonio looked at the ground, and as a bystander, the boy was extremely calm.

"No... You are already a dead man in my eyes. ”

Hao said calmly.

"Oh?"

Moritonio was unimpressed.

No one knows Hisoka's metamorphosis better than Hazy... This guy's growth in battle, including insight, on-the-spot thinking, etc., is extreme! Moritonio thought that he had decided on Hisoka because he didn't know much about Hisoka, and he didn't know what level of strength Sisoka had reached... By just figuring it out on your own, you can find a way to perform 'unique'... It shows that the mental skill of 'condensation' is not difficult for Hisoka.

Syllable!

Sure enough, the words fell.

On the other side, after sensing that 'something' was attacking in the void, Hisoka immediately struck and gathered his mental power into his eyes... In the field of vision, two thick iron rods immediately appeared, which were striking at them.

With inertia and momentum, he locked and held the iron rod with both arms before it hit him.

The danger is defused.

"What ?!!!"

At this moment, Moritonio's face finally changed.

"It's... Coagulate! When did he learn it? How can it be... I didn't teach him at all... Even in order to prevent him from groping for the door, he deliberately conveyed some wrong information to guide..."

The old man was momentarily stunned.

But he reacted quickly, and immediately increased the telekinetic magnetism, and tightened the two iron rods together, intending to crush Hisoka into a meatloaf.

Sou.

However, his wish was disappointed.

Hisoka's figure ejected and sprang out through the crack in the iron rod.

"Escaped! He turned out... I can run away..."

Looking at Hisoka, who jumped into the air and stood on the roof of the stadium, Moritonio's eyes sank.

"What... It's simple... I thought your magic tricks were so subtle that they were nothing more than magnets..."

"At the beginning, the reason why you deliberately used a handkerchief to use your telekinetic power was just to give me an illusion, and your telekinesis can be seen..."

Above, Hisoka shrugged his shoulders, his embarrassed appearance didn't seem to affect him at all, and the boy stroked his red hair with his hand, "Strong attraction to each other, and invisible magnets... That's your hole card? It's a little boring..."

“……”

Seeing that Moritonio was silent.

"The essence of magic is to hide... At this point, you're doing too roughly. ”

"There is no point in winning or losing... Boy, as you can see... My ability is to transform my mind into a magnetic pillar, but I haven't used all my strength yet... You're a little happy too soon! ”

"The bipolarity of dyed iron!"

The old man snorted softly, and suddenly, the number of iron rods floating in the air became even denser.

"Stop playing... Hurry up. ”

At this time, Haw, who was standing on the ground, shouted coldly to Hisoka.

He wasn't interested in looking at it any more.

"Hehe..."

Hisoka laughed, and the next second, disappeared from view.

Moritonio manipulated the iron rod and shot frantically at the afterimage of Hisoka flashing around him, but all of them missed.

"Impossible... His speed... How can it be so fast?! ”

"Where... Where are the others? ”

The old man kept turning his head, his eyes fluttering, trying to catch Hisoka's bearings.

It was found that Hisoka kept intersecting and appeared on top of the iron rods, standing or squatting, but it was only a flash, and did not stop.

What's worse is... The old man didn't know what was happening, the iron rod that had been the manifestation of his telekinesis, as if trying to break free from his control, became Hisoka's plaything, and turned around in the air.

"Why?"

"He's mimicking my abilities? Or is it... Is this his telekinesis? But it shouldn't... He didn't even understand the basic cultivation knowledge of Nian Qi, and he didn't even cultivate 'Fa' to a mature state, so he just used Nian Qi, what kind of ability could he talk about? ”

"Impossible! When pigs fly! ”

"Imitation? This feeling... It's the same guy as he was..."

In a trance, Moritonio remembered a person, Jin Flix.

The next moment, Hisoka finally circled behind Moritonio's back, fell from the sky, and bent to the ground.

"Just use my magic to end this show..."

Hisoka said softly.

Immediately, he dragged his hand.

High in the air, the huge magnets that had gathered around the old man were instantly pulled and all crashed towards the target in the center.

Bang!

A deafening sound sounded, and the air flow churned, and even the stadium buildings trembled.

Hisoka snapped his fingers, admiring the masterpiece he had created.

An unrecognizable figure, covered in blood, fell from a height of several tens of meters in the air and fell to the ground.

"Ahem, cough, cough..."

Mauritonio lay on the ground, coughing up blood.

The pupils are a little dilated.

"My ability... The bipolarity of dyeing iron, was it originally intended to be used in this way? Cecil... Do better than me... I never thought my telekinesis could be so perfect..."

The old man muttered blankly.

"My telekinesis has the properties of rubber and chewing gum, and I stick one end to a magnet to change my behavior. The other end sticks to your body, and then, in one breath, causes it to shrink... I call it 'Stretchy Love'. ”

Hisoka walked slowly.

"Chewing gum... bungeegum？ Snacks for children... Hehe... It's your style..."

The blood that had spilled from Moritonio's mouth had poured into his nose.

"It's... It should be you... The first time I fought with telekinesis... Why... Can you do it to this extent? "Moritonio's breath is already extremely weak.

"For him, your telekinesis skills and play are too simple... Ever since he entered the circus, he's been watching you..."

"Torture and kill ordinary people, but also wear out your ceiling, thinking that you can do everything with your mental ability moves. You obviously know more telekinesis skills than him, use entanglement to strengthen defense, use absolute to hide, use practice to increase your will to fight... There are so many means at your disposal, but none of them show an advantage... Your combat mind is still at the level of an ordinary telepath, this is you... Reasons for failure. ”

A faint and indifferent voice came, causing the old man's stiff eyes to look over.

"It turns out... My so-called full force... In your eyes, that's so... It's full of loopholes and ridiculous..."

"Hisoka... Hazy... You two... With him... Sure enough... The same... Monsters of the world. ”

After stumbling through the last sentence, Mauritonio swallowed his breath and died.

In the mouth of the former, he undoubtedly refers to Jin Fulix.

Sisoka slowly crouched down, picked up the handkerchief that had fallen from Moritonio's face, attached his telekinesis, and learned the principle that the old man had just said, and cast a 'thin illusion', making him look like a murderer John.

The nature of his telekinesis is very suitable for this move.

"Hmm... Or this face, more suitable for you. ”

Hisoka smiled, "I was looking forward to this fight... But... It's a bit boring..."

"Sure enough... Am I too strong? ”

“……”

Hao didn't answer, turned and walked away.

Moritonio was dead, there was no point in staying in the circus any longer, and he was ready to leave.

Seeing this, Hisoka immediately followed in broken steps, and the two of them left the venue side by side.

As the night wore on, the members of the troupe were still celebrating.

Abachi, who finally got out, also came out to look for the three, but he didn't find it for a while...

"Strange... Ahhh Those two guys... Where the hell did it go? ”