First fight (2)

He would die for sure

This is what Greem expected at first, but the young man in tribal attire was not finished yet. 

Howling like a wolf, a brown aura came out of his body in the form of a spirit, shrouding his body. 

Upon coming into contact with the coins, the brown aura absorbed part of the damage, like an armour would. However, Greem's coins were rotating incredibly fast, causing the wolf spirit armour to be perfored. The coins dug and dug through the layer of nen until coming into contact with his skin. Unfortunately, most of the momentum was lost and the coins in targeted at his eyes and neck did not hurt him. The one launched at his second thigh, however, pierced through the layer with ease and although it did not pierce his limb, it still reached his bone, causing the man to grunt in pain. 

This time, he was sent flying as the coins did not pierce through his flesh directly, but were absorbed by his layer of aura.

It only took a split second for Greem to launch six more coins, this time all targeted at his belly and lower limbs.

"Your armour is not homogenous or dynamic...This is what will cause your loss", Greem exclaimed with excitement at the thought of defeating his enemy. 

The six coins all pierced through the brown spirit armour and hit his lower limbs. Blood splashed everywhere and it was evident that even with aura, the man would die. His right leg had four holes, and blood was profusely bleeding. Even if the impact was small, without blood, even a nen user would die.

The bald chieftain and his other disciple were all too shocked, not expecting a young man like Greem, with not even half of his opponent's nen reserves, to be able to put him to such a state so fast. Even upon reacting promptly and trying to defend him, the distance was too large to prevent Greem from finishing him off.

*SPLASH*

With the spirit armour discarded, Greem easily aimed at the man's head. The coin was launched with extreme intensity, and pierced the tribal man's head like a bullet. This time, he was dead for sure.

"You...You mongrel!", the tribal chieftain shouted

As the tribal chieftain rushed to the male disciple, it meant that the weaker woman was without defence. In the midst of surprise, two coins had been launched and came back like boomrang, targeting her heart and lungs, killing her on the spot as well.

*SPLASH*

The tribal chieftain was furious at the loss of his two disciples, but Greem could not care any less. They were enemies that somehow came to kill him. If they had good intentions, they would not have destroyed the metallic door of the academy in the first place. 

Seeing the chieftain losing his mind after hearing the woman's muffled scream, Greem instantly went into Zetsu and hid in the city's catacombs, using the labyrinth-like subterranean world as a shelter. After living in this place for six years and having done his fair share of party in this maze-like environment, he knew it like the back of his hands. 

With Zetsu, the chieftain had no way to track him either, once again turning his immense strength into wasted energy.

It was a complete success, as he had won his first skirmish against not one, but three nen users at the same time.