Hunter's Damage Transfer

The reason for all this is due to Mo Mu's golden finger——damage transfer!

Without this golden finger, the elixir that Mo Mu made could increase his strength by 1 ton, and he would be able to laugh.

Because of the damage transfer, Mo Mu doesn't need to degrade his Nen to load a power-absorbing setup.

Because of the damage transfer, Mo Mu is able to perform a lot of energy absorbing operations.

It is even possible to stay in the seabed pressure of hundreds of meters for a whole day in exchange for a huge amount of energy.

No one can achieve this level of energy.

Only Mo Mu can do it.

And so much energy is concentrated in a small pill, and then used to strengthen a person.

It is conceivable how big the effect will be here.

And, now Mo Mu just spends a day with hundreds of meters of seabed.

If it is carried in the trench of tens of thousands of meters for a month, or even a year.

With so much energy gathered in one elixir, to what extent must Mo Mu's body be strengthened?

Thinking of this, Mo Mu's breath became short of breath.

In the end, he might be able to become a god!

It's just that, before the energy is exhausted, Mo Mu feels that he'd better not take the second elixir.

Otherwise, it might explode.

"Good boy~" Mo Mu looked up at the ceiling 903 with emotion.

All of a sudden, he changed from cultivating superpowers to cultivating immortals and taking drugs.

This made Mo Mu unexpected.

Still, he likes it.

Damage transfer, universal golden elixir, forced Dafa.

Moreover, I am not only able to refine elixirs that increase strength and lifespan.

Well, it seems that I can look for some strange energy in the future.

If these strange energies are refined into elixirs, it will definitely be an excellent thing.

"Oh, the strength has increased by 1 ton again!" After a few minutes, Mo Mu sighed again.

The combination of my own golden finger and Nen is awesome.

Already defenseless.

Now it is becoming stronger and faster and almost invincible.

In other words, his own limiter has not been broken, which makes Mo Mu's progress has been progressing slowly.

Otherwise, he would have been like Saitama in the world of One-Punch Man, an existence that combs the middle of the earth at any time.

"However, my strength has become stronger, but my control has become looser. It seems that the training of control has to be put on the agenda." Mo Mu shook his palm, looking very melancholy.

Even so, if Mo Mu had a choice, he would still choose to take that pill.

There's nothing wrong with being stronger, it's just making the control a little weaker.

Slowly repair it and come back.

As for worrying about destroying surrounding objects or humans?

Just don't touch it.

Of course, in fact, Mo Mu doesn't need to worry about these at all.

Because, he discovered the ability of his golden finger to transfer damage.

It's not just as simple as absorbing incoming energy and then transferring it out.

It is damage transfer, and everything related to damage, Mo Mu can actually control and transfer.

In other words, Sham himself can actually control the damage he deals.

Because of this, even if he stomps the ground with all his strength and walks now, the moment the damage appears, it will be diverted by Mo Mu.

Then send it to Jindan for storage.

After knowing this, Mo Mu's mind changed.

He began to think about being able to transfer damage when he was close.

So away from your own harm, can you also perform control transfer?

Thinking of this, Mo Mu couldn't wait to start practicing.

This is also an exercise in control.

When the situation came to this, Mo Mu also found that it was useless for him to stay here any longer.

As for Gon?

In the absence of a match against Hisoka (afff), he was pretty safe in the Sky Arena.

At least it won't hang up casually.

Think here.

Mo Mu also found Gon and Qi Ya.

After explaining the situation, I said goodbye to Wing.

Just left the Sky Arena.

With hundreds of millions of monks, he began to look for all kinds of strange energies to make alchemy.

This time, several months have passed.

In late August, one day near September, another airship landed in the suburban airport of the city of Youkexin very normally.

And Mo Mu, who has been busy for several months, happened to be riding in this airship.

When he came to Youkexin Airport, Mo Mu was surprised to find that the number of airships here was too much.

This is no wonder why the Youxinfei airship was built in the suburbs.

After thinking about it, Mo Mu also figured out why this was the case.

This should be because, recently, You Kexin will start an auction here.

After all, for people all over the world, whenever this time comes, the flow of people in the hairdresser's room is always ridiculously high.

Even those who didn't come will pay attention to You Kexin's situation through TV and other channels.

Because of this, if you want to take a taxi to Youkexin City at Youkexin Airport, you need some conditions.

For example, money and competition with means.

And if he came here with his own car, or if he had a foundation on You Kexin's side.

Then there will be no such problem.

But it is obvious that most of the people who come here do not have such conditions.

Mo Mu is no exception.

So after getting off the airship, he could only watch a group of people waiting for a taxi, using his intelligence and body to snatch the taxi away.

Looking at the long queue in front of him, Mo Mu rolled his eyes.

He estimated that it would take at least one and a half hours to get his turn!!

Hey, how could he want to do such a thing.

Shaking his head, he stepped out and walked outside.

After leaving the airport, Mo Mu did not use the flight, nor did he use other methods.

Just like that, he walked up with his own legs alone.

This is a training plan Mo Mu set for himself.

As long as you can walk with your feet, try to walk with your feet.

In order to store energy. .