Reborn in HXH: I Plundered Infinite Traits

"How can this brat's strength be so great? Enhancement-type Nen, reinforcing the defensive strength of his own hair... but he's clearly so young. Could his Nen be above mine?"

The man's expression was one of terror.

A faint sense of foreboding had already risen in his heart. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the other brats still training over there, and discreetly shifted his footsteps backwards.

He was already preparing to flee.

He absolutely couldn't see through the brat before him.

His proudest attack couldn't even cut the opponent's hair. The gap between them was absolutely massive.

At the very least, he had to learn this brat's information before attacking again to have any chance of winning.

As a wanted fugitive, the will to survive was the one thing he didn't lack.

Swish! Swish!

However, before fleeing, he suddenly lunged forward. The hairdressing scissors in his hands struck like lightning towards Riku's vital spots.

Every attack was precise, aiming for Riku's vitals: heart, throat, eyes!

But the opponent actually remained standing in place, even keeping his hands in his pockets. With simple head tilts and leans, he easily dodged all of his attacks.

"So fast!!"

The man's expression instantly turned incredibly ugly.

Because what he was most proud of was his attack speed and the sharpness of the hairdressing scissors in his hands.

But his two strongest assets completely failed against Riku.

The opponent actually dodged his attacks so effortlessly.

Poof—

A handful of white powder was thrown from the man's other pocket.

Quicklime!

A common card obtained in this game, often used just as a material, but many guys used it as a weapon for sneak attacks.

Although a very simple weapon, if used when the opponent was caught off guard, its lethality was still quite considerable.

If this quicklime got into the eyes, it would cause immense pain and potentially irreversible damage.

To prevent being chased, in the instant he threw the quicklime, he also dropped a purple smoke bomb.

His figure rapidly retreated.

In just a few brief breaths, he had already fled several dozen meters away.

"Damn it! To force me to flee like this. I didn't expect this brat to be so strong. Is he a new player? Otherwise, I should know all the relatively capable players in this game."

The man gritted his teeth, exactly like a wounded beast, staring fixedly behind him.

It was as if he wanted to memorize the faces of these brats so he could come back for revenge when he had the chance.

"Oh, wouldn't it seem too impolite of us if you just leave like this right after arriving?"

Suddenly.

A calm voice, full of mockery, suddenly rang out right in front of him.

The frantically retreating man's expression changed drastically. His eyes widened in disbelief as he looked ahead, because in that direction, he actually saw Riku, still with his hands in his pockets, looking at him with a smile.

"Damn it? What exactly is going on? Wasn't this guy behind me? When did he overtake me and even get in front to intercept me?"

The man's expression was exceptionally ugly.

He understood that he was probably doomed this time.

"There's no need to push me to the brink of death, right? I harbored no malicious intent towards you; I was just passing by."

The man tightly gripped his hairdressing scissors, staring fixedly at Riku.

"Right, just passing by. So you threw quicklime in my face and even wanted to snip my neck with your scissors, correct?"

Riku smiled.

"Damn it! Brat, don't push me too far."

The man roared furiously, like a wild beast trapped in a cage, his eyes filled with despair and madness.

He understood that if he couldn't escape from this brat today, he would likely die here.

"So what if I push you too far?"

Riku smiled, still keeping his hands in his pockets.

The Hairdresser could no longer suppress the fury in his heart. Baring his savage teeth and gripping his hairdressing scissors, he charged forward once again.

With an incredibly astonishing attack speed, his hands even left afterimages as the dense flurry of hairdressing scissors stabbed down sharply in the air.

An ordinary player would basically be done for if they took even a single scratch.

But what made his flesh crawl was that Riku simply stood in front of him, still with his hands in his pockets, showing absolutely no intention of taking the initiative to attack. Through simple dodging, he evaded all of his attacks!

Super Intuition!

Super Five Senses!

Possessing these special traits, Riku's perception abilities were astonishing. Furthermore, he now possessed the Nen ability 'En'.

Of course, dealing with a small fry like this absolutely didn't require the use of 'En'.

He only needed to perform the simplest of dodges.

It was exactly like doing a warm-up exercise.

As the exchange continued, the Hairdresser's expression grew incredibly ugly. All his attacks missed completely. No matter how frantically he attacked, even holding scissors in both hands and unleashing a mad barrage, he still couldn't even touch the corner of Riku's clothes.

Too fast!

And this scene was naturally witnessed by Biscuit and the two little guys.

"Hiss—So amazing!! Riku actually dodged all the attacks. How did he do that?"

Gon exclaimed repeatedly.

"Intuition... Riku seems to be able to predict the trajectory of his attacks, allowing him to prepare his evasive maneuvers in advance. By dodging all attacks with the most minimal movements, it's entirely a gap in combat awareness..."

Killua was dumbfounded.

As a genius assassin, he naturally understood the difficulty of executing these movements.

Moreover, in his eyes, the strength of that guy holding the hairdressing scissors was absolutely not weak, especially the speed of those attacks, which even exceeded his own speed. If he were to face such a guy, he absolutely wouldn't get any advantage!

Yet even such a powerful guy was easily toyed with like a plaything in front of Riku!

"Damn it! Damn it, damn it!! What exactly do you want to do? You won't let me escape, and you won't let me kill you. What exactly do you want to do?"

The man was nearly breaking down.

He wanted to escape but couldn't; he wanted to attack the opponent but couldn't hit him.

At this moment, he finally understood that in the opponent's eyes, he was exactly like an ant.

If the opponent wanted to crush him, it would absolutely happen in an instant.

Bang—

As soon as his words fell, Riku finally made his move. With just a flash, exactly like teleportation, he instantly appeared in front of the man. By the time the man reacted, Riku's fist had accurately struck his abdomen.

Even with extreme restraint on his power, the Hairdresser curled up painfully like a shrimp, the hairdressing scissors dropping to the ground as he spurted a mouthful of old blood and collapsed.

He felt as if his internal organs had been directly blown apart.

Of course, this was with Riku restraining his strength. Otherwise, let alone his internal organs, his entire person would have been instantly blown into a blood mist.

[Ding! You have defeated the Deadly Hairdresser in a combat stance. 10% chance to automatically copy the opponent's trait in progress...]

[Ding! You used Continuous Lucky Star. Designating drop of opponent's trait: [Enhancement Type Nen Talent] - Purple.]

[Ding! You used Continuous Lucky Star. Designating drop of opponent's trait: [Devour Perception] - Purple.]

[Ding! You possess Super Five Senses and Devour Perception. Automatically acquiring new trait: [Weakness Perception] - Purple.]

...

Voices resembling the sounds of nature rang out in Riku's mind.

In that instant, a massive amount of information flooded Riku's mind, and a massive amount of energy flooded his limbs and bones, rapidly strengthening every cell in his body.

The Enhancement Type Nen Talent (Purple)... for Riku, it was merely icing on the cake.

Because right now, his Enhancement Type Nen Talent had already reached the level of Double Red + Triple Gold!

Breaking through to Black didn't seem too far off!

What surprised Riku was that he actually acquired a completely new trait.

System Trait: [Weakness Perception] - Purple Effect: When you touch any part of the opponent's body, even their cells, you can perceive their weakness through your mental energy. The effect depends on the strength of the user's own mental energy. When the target's mental energy strength far exceeds your own, this effect cannot occur.

This was indeed a very excellent trait. Compared to the Hairdresser having to devour the opponent's hair to perceive their weakness, it was vastly more powerful.

Both were Purple-tier traits, but his was absolutely top-tier.

As expected of the system; items produced by the system are guaranteed to be high quality.

Riku couldn't help but reveal a hint of a smile. He reached out and gently touched the blood the opponent had dripped onto the ground.

Hum~~~

Instantly, he felt a wisp of mental fluctuation. Since Riku's mental energy strength far exceeded the Hairdresser's, he instantly obtained the opponent's weakness information.

Hairdresser's Weakness: The third rib on the right side. Injured during childhood, leaving a lingering ailment.

Not bad!

To actually be able to directly perceive the opponent's weakness in such a short amount of time, this ability indeed added wings to a tiger for him.

Of course, against a small fry like the Hairdresser, knowing his weakness or not didn't matter to Riku.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

The Hairdresser lying on the ground coughed violently; that single punch had nearly beaten him half to death.

Towards someone who wanted to sneak attack and even kill him, Riku wouldn't show the slightest bit of mercy.

Even if this guy's childhood was quite miserable, and he originally just wanted to be a good person.

If he remembered correctly, this Hairdresser actually had a small backstory: he lived in a slum when he was very young.

By chance, he saw a brightly dressed, pot-bellied man drop his wallet while strolling with a beautiful woman. He picked up the wallet to return it, but unexpectedly was accused of being a thief and beaten severely.

From then on, this Hairdresser seemed to reach a turning point in his life.

Indeed, in this world, poverty and weakness were the original sins. This was never a fair, nor a clean world.

It was merely a dog-eat-dog world.

If one's strength wasn't enough, such encounters wouldn't just happen to the Hairdresser; they could happen to anyone.

"Wait!"

Suddenly, Biscuit called out from afar, leading the two little guys over quickly.

"This guy's strength is quite good, and right now we happen to lack a sparring partner. Don't kill him just yet."

Biscuit requested.

As expected of a top-tier teacher, actually considering how to help her train the two little guys even in this situation.

Since Biscuit had already spoken, Riku naturally held back.

"Hehe, did you hear that? You have a chance to survive now. Because you still have value, I won't kill you for now."

Riku said with a smile.

The half-beaten Hairdresser staggered to his feet, like a wounded lone wolf, staring fixedly at Riku and the group. His eyes were filled with hatred and reluctance.

"If you want to kill me, just kill me directly! I will absolutely not yield!!"

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, holding his agonizingly painful stomach with one hand, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

That punch just now left him unable to muster any strength. This brat before him was simply too powerful, absolutely the most powerful existence he had ever seen.

"Why the rush to die? Although I don't care much for scum like you, if you can complete the task I assign, maybe we'll let you go, right? Mr. Riku."

Biscuit's beautiful eyes looked at Riku with a hint of pleading.

"Of course, as long as you can fulfill Biscuit's request, I can consider letting you go," Riku smiled.

"Really?"

The Hairdresser's eyes instantly lit up.

Riku didn't speak further. Biscuit stepped forward and extended a hand.

"Hand over all your cards, and I will give you a chance. Within two weeks, you must evade their attacks. If you succeed, I'll let you live. If you get hit and faint, or can't stand up, I'll consider killing you."

Biscuit said in a deep voice.

She naturally understood that this guy before her was a notorious wanted criminal, his hands stained with many lives.

So even if she killed him, there wouldn't be any psychological burden.

"As long as I don't get defeated by them? Regardless of what they do?"

The Hairdresser seemed to find it somewhat unbelievable. He didn't expect the requirement to be so simple, because at least in his eyes, these two brats absolutely couldn't compare to Riku; their strength was still quite weak. Evading their attacks seemed very simple.

"Yes! Exactly right. But there is one more rule: you cannot step out of this area. Violate this rule, and even if you win, I will kill you."

Biscuit led the group to a large, circular crater.

The entire crater was only about 10 meters in diameter. This meant that although the Hairdresser's speed was very fast, his evasion area was limited to within these 10 meters. He was entirely acting as a sparring partner for the two little guys.

He naturally understood the meaning behind these actions, but the current Hairdresser had no choice.

"Ah, in here? Biscuit..."

"Call me Instructor!"

Thump—

A steaming red bump was knocked onto Gon's head.

"Yes, Instructor Biscuit... Do we have to be in this crater too?"

"That is mandatory. If you leave, or if you can't defeat him within two weeks, you will receive punishment. You are Binolt, correct!"

Biscuit said coldly.

"Uh... yes..."

The Hairdresser Binolt's expression was ugly.

"Bounty Hunter Binolt, you yourself are a wanted fugitive with a bounty on your head, who loves eating human flesh, especially the flesh of 20-year-old girls, correct?"

"Incorrect, it's 22-year-olds!"

Mentioning this, the smile on Binolt's face became somewhat perverse.

This scene instantly made Gon and Killua feel that something was very wrong; their expressions changed as they looked at this guy.

This guy actually eats human flesh.

"I'll add one more condition."

Riku, who had been silent, suddenly spoke up, drawing everyone's gaze.

"You can use your scissors, and you can use any of your moves. If you can kill them here, either one of them, I will directly let you go."

Riku said with a smile.

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