With great determination in his eyes, Axel stopped thinking and then started working on the matter of getting used to his sickles and mastering how to use them.
He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, ordering a void in his mind and activating it for nine days.
"Void, train with sickles, use my previous battle experiences to create a good training system, and make me feel great with these two sickles."
"Nine Days"
"All other rules are the same, so do not forget to eat food or take a shower."
His mind went blank when he heard Axel's words.
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Nine days later
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Axel let out a sigh of satisfaction as he lowered his arms, exhausted but exhilarated. He had been training non-stop for nine days, honing his skills with the sickles until his body ached and his mind was numb. But despite the exhaustion, he felt a sense of great accomplishment and pride.
He looked down at the sickles in his hands, their red blades glinting in the light. He had come so far in such a short amount of time. When he first picked up the sickles, he had been awkward and unsure, but now he moved with grace and confidence.
"I've never felt this alive," he thought to himself, a smile spreading across his face. He knew that he still had a long way to go and that there was so much more to learn and master. But for the first time in his life, he felt like he was on the right path, that he was finally living up to his full potential.
With a sense of determination, he raised the sickles, ready to start another day of training. He was a warrior, a master of the sickles, and he would not stop until he reached the pinnacle of his abilities.
He was not expecting to feel this great while holding sickles. The blade length of the sickles Actually, he starts to notice many things about the sickles that he was not able to notice before.
These sickles are more like short swords than sickles.
"This was different."
He thought about noticing some other details.
The day passed quickly, and the day he wanted to watch with his eyes arrived.
The battle between Gon and Hisoka
Axel watched with bated breath as Gon and Hisoka faced off in the heavens' arena. The tension was palpable, the air thick with excitement and anticipation.
Gon was quick and agile, his movements filled with grace and power. His strikes were swift and precise, but there was a sense of youthfulness to his technique that Axel couldn't help but admire.
"I can easily see that Gon is too inexperienced when it comes to combat or Nen all together."
Axel thought.
Hisoka, on the other hand, was a master of the art of combat. His every movement was calculated, his eyes never leaving his opponent. He was a predator, stalking his prey with deadly intent.
Axel watched in awe as they fought, their techniques blending together in a chaotic dance of experience and creativity.
Gon was inexperienced and naive, as well as not very good when it came to using nen and other things. But his creativity made him dangerous and unpredictable.
On the other hand, Hisoka was much more dangerous than he thought he was. Now that Axel knows himself better, he can see why Hisoka was always feared by others.