Hunter X Hunter: I Want To Be A Foodie

Chapter 144: 22 Days In The Blink Of An Eye × Miscalculation × The Fateful Battle! [Fourth Update, P

On the other side, just when Yang Feng received a call from Gon and was deep in thought.

Hisoka, who was also staying in a suite in the Sky Arena, was also standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

Hisoka, who had just taken a shower, was wearing a white yukata, her eyes almost narrowed into a straight line.

The smile on his face was extremely evil, and his eyes showed anticipation and excitement.

"It's very interesting. Although it's a bit early, I'll just go down and play with you."

"Let me see for myself and see how much you have grown... Gon.

As he spoke, Hisoka suddenly exuded an ominous and evil aura.

This breath was so terrifying that cracks began to appear on the surface of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The next moment, a hole opened in the floor-to-ceiling window, and the strong wind swept in.

Hisoka's bathrobe and hair were blown by the wind, but he still smiled evilly.

A fleeting moment passed by, and in the blink of an eye, 22 days passed.

During these 22 days, Gon and Killua tried their best to practice.

Their strength has become stronger and stronger with this kind of efforts.

Up to now, Zooci's telekinesis practice has long been far behind Gon.

Zooci was a little frustrated about this, but she had no jealous thoughts.

He just deeply realized that Gon's talents were extraordinary.

Just in terms of talent level, I am far behind them.

On this day, it was raining heavily outside, and Gon and the others came to Wing to practice as usual.

First, after completing the three basic practices of "Tang", "Lian" and "Jue".

Then he carried out "fa", which is the self-created Shuijian practice of Xinyuanliumai.

Zooci's Shuijian style practice progresses at a moderate pace, not too fast.

Completely different from him, Gon, Killua's water-viewing training just happened to be completed today.

Such an astonishing speed of progress made Wing feel astonished.

So, now he is very sure of one thing.

That's the talent of Gon and Gon...

It is definitely the kind that exists only one among millions of people.

"..."

The water in the water cup keeps overflowing. This is Gon practicing the water view style.

Wing came back to his senses and said slowly: "Okay, stop, Gon."

Hearing this, Gon activated the "Tang Gong" to take his energy back into his body.

Suddenly, the water in the water cup stopped overflowing, and the leaves on the water surface stopped floating.

Seeing this, Wing glanced at Gon and Killua again, nodded slightly and said:

"To be honest, I didn't expect you to be able to practice so quickly."

"In just over a month, I have finished learning all the four major elements of mindfulness."

"With your talents, you will definitely be able to shine in the field of Nian in the future."

After a pause, Wing sighed and his eyes fell on Gon alone:

"But, Gon, tomorrow is the time for your official duel with Hisoka."

"I know you really want to compete with Hisoka, even though you know you can't win."

"But the training I have been doing all this time is for this purpose."

"Because of this, I agreed at the beginning and agreed with you to challenge Xisu...

Gon listened quietly and looked at Wing without interrupting his words.

Wing continued: "Of course, as your master in telekinesis practice."

"Actually, I'm not qualified to express any opinions on your personal way of living."

"So, before the game, the only thing I want to say is one sentence.

"Then...don't be brave, can you promise me? Gon"

"Yes!" Gon nodded solemnly, his serious expression better than any answer.

Wing, who put his hands behind his back, smiled slightly. He was very satisfied with Gon's response.

Then, Wing said: "By the way, why haven't you seen Yang Feng recently?"

"He..." Killua curled his lips: "Now I guard a few crystals and bask in the sun every day."

"And he also likes to mutter. He doesn't know what's wrong."

"Crystal? Basking in the sun?" Wing was a little stunned. What are you playing at?

Wing continued to ask: "Will he be there for tomorrow's game?"

"Of course." Gon said: "Brother Feng promised me that I would go to the scene."

"Moreover, he also said that after the game, he would make new dishes for us to eat."

"Cooking? Yang Feng can also cook?" Wing was surprised again.

Zooci said: "Yes, acting master, Yang Feng's cooking is delicious...

Wing made a serious face: "Zooci, since it's so delicious, why didn't you bring me a portion before?"

Zooci suddenly scratched his head in embarrassment: "This, wasn't it all eaten by a few of us..."

Killua said: "Okay, if you really want to eat it, you can eat it at Yang Feng's place tomorrow night."

Wing nodded slightly: "Okay, I will definitely go tomorrow night. Also, Gon, you have also seen the video of Hisoka's battle with Hanashi Douro.

"Even if you use 'Condensation', I'm afraid it will be difficult to defend against his Nen move."

"So, in tomorrow's game, if you can't get close to him, it's best not to get close to him."

Gon reluctantly obeyed the instructions, but there was no telling how he would fight tomorrow.

Afterwards, when the rain stopped, Gon and Killua said goodbye and returned to the Sky Arena.

Returning to the Sky Arena, Gon and the others went directly to find Gufeng.

Unexpectedly, he saw Yang Feng sitting on the sofa with a depressed look.

"Brother Feng, what's wrong with you? Are you in a bad mood?" Gon asked in confusion.

Killua glanced at the crystals placed in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"It's rare that you didn't mutter about that piece of crap today."

"What crap? That's a treasure [priceless treasure]." Yang Feng retorted immediately.

After saying that, he slumped down on the sofa in frustration and said depressedly:

"Hey, what a miscalculation. I only waited on my fingers for 90 days, but I forgot that it would rain.'

"Now that it rains, I will have to wait another day to eat delicious food."

Killua said: "Food? Are you talking about these crystals?"

(bcag) Yang Feng snorted and turned away. He was in a bad mood and didn't want to talk to Killua.

When Killua saw this, he immediately curled his lips and said: "Oh, if you don't answer, you won't answer. Who knows."

After saying that, Killua also sat on the sofa, picked up the snacks on the table and started eating.

At this time, Gon clenched his fist, hesitated and said: "Brother Feng, tomorrow is the day when Hisoka and I will compete."

"Do you think I can really...really give everything back to him?"

Yang Feng glanced at Gon in surprise: "When did you become so unsure of yourself?"

"Don't worry, return the number plate and the punch, you will definitely be able to do it.

"As for winning, don't even think about that, because even I can't do it."

After a pause, Yang Feng added: "However, I can give you a reminder."

"Never believe what Hisoka says at that time, because Conjurer users are all capricious and big liars who tell lies!"

Hearing this, Gon was stunned for a moment, and Qi, who was eating chocolate, was even more speechless:

"Please, you are also a Conjurer Nener yourself, okay?"

Yang Feng said seriously: "No, you are wrong, I am the only good person in Conjurer."

"I am different from other despicable Conjurer users."

"Despicable and shameless..." The word # appeared on Killua's head, feeling like he was being insulted in person.

However, Yang Feng did not give Killua a chance to get angry. The next moment he said:

"Anyway, when the game starts tomorrow, you lift the stone and take the opportunity to punch Hisoka.

"Then, when he is not prepared, kick his penis...ahem, kick him in the vagina."

"If this doesn't work, then spit on him and disgust him to death..."

"Or, you can go around behind him, put your hands together and give him a thousand-year kill...

(two). Gon and Killua became more and more excited as Yang Feng talked.

But the combat instructions are getting more and more weird and outrageous.

The expressions on their faces were all speechless and even extremely confused.

And Yang Feng kept talking for nearly ten minutes.

During this period, almost all dirty tricks were told.

Both Gon and Gon kept their brains on alert throughout the entire process, automatically filtering Yang Feng's words.

After Yang Feng finished speaking, Gon and the others quickly ran away, fearing that Yang Feng would continue to speak.

At this time, somehow, Gon and Killua suddenly admired themselves.

Because they had been friends with Yang Feng for so long, they were not contaminated.

If not, I'm afraid Gon and his two would have used those dirty tricks long ago.

Of course, the above was purely a leisure farce, and the three of them quickly forgot about it.

In the evening, Yang Feng also asked them to go to the restaurant for dinner.

The restaurant in the arena is now heavily guarded. This was all forced by Yang Feng.

Who told him to empty out all the restaurants in the arena twice to store food?

After dinner, the three of them went back to their luxurious suites.

As for Gon, given his character, although tomorrow's competition will make him very excited.

But as long as he lay on the bed, Yang Feng was sure that he would fall asleep soon.

On the contrary, Yang Feng couldn't sleep tonight.

Because it was raining heavily again outside.

In this way, if it continues to rain tomorrow and there is no sun.

Then the "Crystal Fruit" sunbathing project will definitely be delayed again.

When I think of this, I wonder how Yang Feng, a foodie, can sleep?

"If it rains on you, if you have the guts, just keep it raining for seven days and seven nights."

Yang Feng stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, raising his middle finger to the cloudy night sky.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he said the curse words, there was thunder outside.

Immediately afterwards, the rain fell even harder, and the wind and rain were accompanied by lightning.

Seeing this situation, Yang Feng became even more depressed and could only silently give God another middle finger.

Then, he returned to bed listlessly, preparing to practice mindfulness.

There is nothing I can do, I can’t sleep, and if I don’t practice, there will be nothing to do.

And time gradually passed away in Yang Feng's practice.

Soon, the next day comes, and the fateful battle between Xisu and Gon will begin...