Gourmet Hunter (HxH Fanfic)

Strictly speaking, using Aura to increase his own strength is a bit shameless, after all, Uvogin does not know how to use Aura.

However, Law's body had inexplicably shrunk to that of a ten-year-old, and all his physical metrics had also regressed to that age, while Uvogin was fifteen years old. This fundamental disparity was unavoidable.

Additionally, the more apparent difference lay in their physique.

Uvogin had trained consistently for years, and his physical fitness has shown signs of surpassing that people in their prime. From the very beginning, this was not a fair contest. But it should be said that there was no fairness in challenges or battles.

Victory crowns the king, while defeat brands the loser.

It is an indisputable fact that Uvogin lost.

Even after the rock they used as the table shattered, Uvogin remained in his arm-wrestling stance, as if unable to process what had happened. He seemed unwilling to accept the fact that he had lost so quickly.

He had never been a man who liked to think, but now, there was a question that made him fall into deep thought.

Why did Law's power suddenly explode like that?

This is what he was thinking about.

Nobunaga and Machi looked at each other and also struggled to digest this outcome.

If Law had been a burly man, it would be fine, but Law looked like a ten-year-old child.

Although Law had won, he knew this victory was temporary. He had a hunch that Uvogin would soon reach the threshold of Nen on his own. By that time, there was no way he could defeat Uvogin.

If he wanted to keep Uvogin suppressed, he has to become stronger quickly before Uvogin comes into contact with Nen.

The technique of keeping the overflowing Aura on the body's surface – Ten.

The technique of releasing large amounts of Aura through the Aura Nodes – Ren.

The technique of shaping Aura into Nen Ability – Hatsu.

In addition to this, there was the technique for concealing Aura, Zetsu, and even more advanced techniques derived from the four basic Nen Techniques.

Law only had a rough understanding of these Nen Techniques. And if he wanted to master them, he would have to explore slowly and there was no way to achieve success overnight.

In short, from now on, he needed to use dedicate all his spare time to train and not slack off.

"You seem like you can't accept this." Law said after thinking for a moment and looked at the three people in front of him.

Machi and Nobunaga didn't know what to say. The fact was right in front of them and whether they liked it or not, they had to accept it.

"Let's go again."

At this moment, Uvogin stood up and looked down at Law with his overwhelming height advantage.

He did not admit defeat nor did he make any excuses. He simply couldn't accept the loss, so he wanted a rematch.

"Alright." Law agreed without hesitation.

Seeing Law being so decisive, a strange look flashed in Uvogin's eyes. Without saying another word, Uvogin took off his protective suit and left only his shorts.

After Uvogin took off his protective suit, Law saw the bulging and hard muscles on his body. They were not as exaggerated as those of a bodybuilder. Instead, they had a compact, balanced aesthetic.

However, Law knew that in ten years, Uvogin's physique would reach an entirely different level.

"Find another suitable rock." After taking off his protective suit, Uvogin looked around and soon found a rock of similar height, and with a reasonably smooth surface.

Seeing that Uvogin and Law were going to compete again, Machi and Nobunaga began to feel a tinge of excitement.

They wanted to see if Law could beat Uvogin again.

Usually after a high-intensity arm wrestling match, the muscles would experience hidden fatigue. If they started a second match within a short period of time, they will not be able to perform at their full strength. However, this didn't apply to Uvogin and Law.

Uvogin was fine because of his amazing physical fitness, while Law was fine because of he relied on Aura.

After finding a suitable rock, the two quickly got into position again.

This time, Uvogin would undoubtedly approach with greater caution. After all, he took winning and losing seriously, and hated defeat.

As for Law, he felt even more confident about the second match. He also wanted to try again the feeling of releasing his Aura just now, which was why he had agreed to the rematch so readily.

Once again, Nobunaga took on the role of referee.

"Three… two… one!"

At Nobunaga's shout, both Uvogin and Law instinctively launched into action.

This time, Uvogin didn't charge in like an unstoppable bull at the start pf the match. He held back, wary of Law's inexplicable outburst just now.

'Holding back? But it's useless.'

Law focused his mind and used the makeshift Ren once again. A large amount of Aura was released, instantly increasing his strength. But this time, he knew how to step on the brake pedal lightly, avoiding releasing all his Aura.

"Huh?"

Uvogin's face suddenly changed, and his arms was once again overpowered and slammed down onto the rock without resistance.

Thorough defeat...

Looking at this scene, this phrase popped into the minds of Uvogin, Nobunaga, and Machi. However, they were also confused.

When Law exerted his strength to crush Uvogin, they all vaguely felt an indescribable feeling bursting out of Law's body. If they had to define it, they'd call it presence, but even that didn't quite fit. If they use another adjective, it would be... solidified intent?

"You win."

Uvogin took a deep breath, with great unwillingness etched on his face.

Law nodded slightly and withdrew his arm.

Uvogin stared at the rock they had used for support, and after a moment of silence, he asked, "You held back your strength, didn't you?"

"You noticed?"

Law was quite surprised to hear this. He subconsciously glanced at the still-intact rock, and suddenly what Uvogin meant.

He had indeed restrained his strength. What he didn't fully understand was how outstanding his performance was in controlling it after only using it twice.

'He held back?'

After hearing their exchange, Machi and Nobunaga were dumbfounded. The power displayed by Law had far exceeded their expectations, as Uvogin couldn't even last three seconds.

Machi couldn't help but wonder again if Law had been hiding his strength all along, but what they didn't realize was that Law's power stemmed entirely from Nen.

To explain: imagine Law's physical capacity as one finger, while Uvogin's was equivalent to thirty fingers, so there's a thirtyfold gap. However, because he has the assistance of Nen, Law had amplified his strength to the equivalent of fifty fingers.

This was the difference between someone who could use Nen and someone who couldn't, and it is also the boundary between ordinary people and extraordinary people.

"One month. Let's go again!" Uvogin suddenly made this request.

Law agreed without the slightest hesitation. With such a strong guy chasing him, his desire to become stronger would undoubtedly be even stronger.

The three people in front of him are all future members of the Phantom Troupe, but Law found it hard to dislike them.

'If only they can change their ways of harming innocent people in the future...'

"We've wasted enough time. Let's get to the landfill. I want to scavenge more stuff to trade for Jenny so we can improve our meals. I'm sick of rice soup every day." After solving the current problem, Law put his hand on his brow and looked around.

Hearing this, Machi's face darkened slightly, 'Well, sorry for making you drink rice soup every day.'

"As agreed, I will give you half of today's haul." Uvogin said as he put on his protective gear.

Hearing Uvogin's words, Law suddenly remembered their arrangement and gave Machi a sly grin.

Machi turned her head away, not bothering to pay attention to him.

"By the way, last time you went in naked, you seemed fine. However, there is no guarantee that you will be fine for a long time, right?" Nobunaga seemed to have agreed to Law joining them, and this timely and kind reminder was one of the signs.

After hearing Nobunaga's words, Machi and Uvogin immediately had the same concern.

"Don't worry, it's absolutely fine."

Law replied casually. Based on the scar on his right eyebrow, he was sure that he had come over to this world with his body, and it was just that his body had shrunk. In addition, he could feel the 'life energy' in his body when he had come over to this world, so he was sure of one thing.

When he was still on Earth, after swallowing the strange fruit, he had once been bitten by a venomous snake, but he suffered no ill effects.

Later, he decided to take a risk and conducted controlled experiments on himself, and he was sure that any toxins that were harmful to the body would not have any effect on him.

He figured his resistance to the toxins on the landfill was a result of the same phenomenon.

…

Meanwhile, Marza came to the alley on East District, taking several twists and turns before arriving at a house. He then stretched out his hand and knocked on the wooden door.

"Come in." After a moment, a dull voice came from inside the door.

Marza pushed open the wooden door and clouds of smoke blew in his face.

There were eleven men sitting or half-lying in the house, some were reading, some were playing cards, and some were training.

"Marza, did you get kicked by a donkey or something?"

A bald man who was reading a book looked up at Marza standing at the door, and his triangular eyes suddenly curved slightly.

"Boss, there are no donkeys in Meteor City." A chubby man beside him reminded.

The bald man slammed the book on the chubby man's head and said angrily: "It's a metaphor! Don't you get it? I keep telling you to read more, but you never listen."

The chubby man rubbed his head, looking aggrieved, and wondered: 'Is this the right time to use a metaphor?'