048: Twenty-Eight Years of Strength!

"Because if we want to deal with this situation, Mr. Beans will definitely come over. We can just ask him directly if there's anything."

"Oh? So, do you think that me, as your master, is dispensable?"

Ronnel: "...???"

No, my most respected master, how could you even think that?

Before Ronnel could respond, Bisky hung up the phone.

"Well, it seems I'll need to buy two gems and go back to smooth things over with her."

Sure enough, no matter how strong or how old she is, a woman is still a woman, and sometimes, they are simply impossible to figure out.

Ronnel shook his head with a smile, whistling as he made his way toward the airport.

From this city to Heavens Arena, it takes two days by airship.

During this time, Ronnel could take stock of what he had gained from his trip to the Mausoleum.

The Hunter's Mausoleum had existed since the founding of the Hunter Society in 1713.

Over the span of 285 years, more than 800 bodies had been interred there.

Excluding the tombs that had decomposed beyond recognition and the ordinary people who were buried there due to their contributions, there were over a hundred corpses that still held valuable insights.

Among these, many belonged to Hunters from the association, and while most Nen users there were weak—Hisoka might rank them around 10, 20, or 30—there were about a dozen or so corpses that belonged to those of upper-middle strength.

These findings filled in Ronnel's only major weakness at the moment: capacity!

In terms of aura usage and cultivation, thanks to Bisky's teachings, Ronnel had no worries. His Nen was well-developed. What he lacked compared to those seasoned practitioners was only raw strength.

His power was akin to the internal energy from the martial arts novels of his past life.

Some Nen users like Shalnark, who had trained for decades, had built up an internal strength that nourished their bodies, extended their lives, and gave them an edge in combat.

Previously, Ronnel was like a martial artist who had all the skills and solid foundations but lacked that internal strength.

If you put Ronnel in a head-on battle with Uvogin, a single super-destructive punch could seriously injure him, perhaps even cripple his arm.

Even in his red-eye state, when Kurapika activated Emperor Time, increasing his mastery of all Nen types to 100%, Uvogin still broke his arm with a straight punch. It only healed because of a bracelet with restorative properties.

(T/N: Emperor Time.When Kurapika's eyes shift into scarlet, he changes from a Conjurer to a Specialist. This ability allows him to utilize all the types of Nen to 100% efficiency.)

Had Kurapika's Nen been as powerful as Uvogin's, he might have been able to withstand that blow entirely.

This had little to do with the skillful use of Nen but was purely about the strength of their aura.

Although Nen battles often depend on the effectiveness of abilities and accumulated experience, sometimes, it all comes down to sheer power.

For instance, Uvogin's Nen manifested as raw, super-destructive punches, while Bisky's Nen was supportive. When such abilities clash, strength often becomes the deciding factor.

Last year, when Ronnel first awakened his Nen and began practicing, his aura was quite weak.

Later, during his time on the streets of Meteor City, he scavenged some energy from the corpses of lower-tier Nen users, causing his aura to grow somewhat.

Then he went to Heavens Arena, where he found corpses from strong fighters worldwide, amassing even more energy.

Now, after his trip to the Hunter's Mausoleum, Ronnel discovered twelve vast sources of essence—powerful clouds of Nen energy that had been condensed over the years!

Upon sensing these energy clouds, Ronnel realized they represented the equivalent of one year's worth of focused practice, excluding anything beyond basic physiological needs like eating and resting.

In other words, each source equaled a year and a half of regular training.

That means the twelve clusters of energy equated to eighteen years of condensed effort. Adding this to his original ten years of training, Ronnel now possessed the equivalent of twenty-eight years of strength!

For comparison, Uvogin himself was only 28 years old. Surely, he hadn't been cultivating Nen since he was a baby, right?

In terms of raw power, Ronnel now far surpassed Uvogin!

Of course, strength alone isn't everything, a fighter's confidence, belief, and willpower also matter greatly.

Uvogin's unshakable belief had made his Nen much stronger than many of his peers. However, Ronnel's will was toughening as well. Under the guidance of his quirky master, his determination was becoming as hard as iron, with room for further growth.

With nearly thirty years' worth of energy at his disposal, Ronnel felt his power surge. Now, he had the strength to challenge even Chrollo.

This journey had been more than worthwhile for the treasures of Nen energy he had uncovered.

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