While Ronnie quietly observed the intense battle unfolding before him, the two sides had already engaged in full combat.
The hip-hop man was charging toward the duo of No. 1 and No. 2, intent on avenging the earlier sneak attack. With his powerful physique and an endless supply of mental energy, he pushed forward, making it difficult for the two bodyguards to react quickly. His sudden approach caught them off guard, leaving them scrambling to defend themselves.
On the other side, the leather-clad woman faced off with Pete, whose insect swarm swirled around her as she swung her whip with blinding speed. The whip created afterimages as it sliced through the air, attempting to fend off the insects. Her Nen ability relied on her whip dealing damage to absorb mental energy. However, the insect swarm was made of thought energy, not physical substance, and could not be harmed by the whip. This left the leather-clad woman at a disadvantage, as she found herself continually losing energy without replenishing it.
If it weren't for the glasses man, who was discreetly providing mental energy from the sidelines, the situation would have been much worse. Despite their cooperation, however, it was clear that Pete's B-level strength outmatched the leather-clad woman's abilities, and the battle was beginning to shift in his favor.
Meanwhile, the hip-hop man was using his B-level skills and Nen abilities to hold his own against the two C-level bodyguards. His attacks, fueled by his Nen and physical strength, were overwhelming. Each punch left massive craters in the ground, the sheer power causing the earth beneath him to tremble. Despite the damage he was causing, he struggled to land a direct hit on his opponents. The duo of No. 1 and No. 2 were agile, moving at high speeds thanks to their wind-enhanced Nen abilities.
No. 1 used his wind-based Nen to increase his own speed and create headwinds that slowed down the hip-hop man's attacks. It wasn't as powerful as Killua's lightning-fast movements, but it still provided a significant boost to their agility and allowed them to dodge the hip-hop man's strikes. However, despite these advantages, the hip-hop man's relentless power was beginning to overwhelm them. His attacks grew more frequent and stronger, while the energy output of the duo slowed due to exhaustion.
Ronnie watched from a distance, his thoughts detached from the chaos around him. He had been so focused on analyzing the battle that he hadn't realized the level of intensity unfolding before his eyes. It was like watching an action-packed Hollywood blockbuster—but without the popcorn and soda to make it feel more like entertainment. As a Pokemon fan, Ronnie couldn't help but marvel at the tactical depth involved in this battle, reminiscent of how trainers use their Pokemon's abilities in combination for maximum effect. Just as in Pokemon, a battle could be decided not just by power, but by strategy, coordination, and knowing when to act.
His mind briefly wandered to the progress bar in his head, the one that was almost complete. The anticipation grew in his eyes as he imagined the Pokémon he would summon once it reached its end. His curiosity was piqued, and he couldn't wait to see the results.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The sound of the hip-hop man's powerful punches echoed across the battlefield as he struck the ground with tremendous force. The earth cracked beneath his fists, and clouds of dust filled the air. His strength was undeniable, but the attacks were rarely landing on No. 1 or No. 2. The duo remained elusive, surrounded by a glowing green light that signaled No. 1's wind-enhanced Nen.
Despite his impressive abilities, the hip-hop man was unable to fully close the gap. The C-level bodyguards were fast and evasive, relying on the wind to dodge his blows. But their stamina was fading, and No. 1 was already panting from the exertion of maintaining the wind currents. Ronnie couldn't help but feel a twinge of sympathy for No. 1—his subtle control over Nen was impressive, but it wasn't enough to match the raw power of the hip-hop man. No. 2, while formidable, was less versatile and lacked the same level of nuance in his Nen ability.
The longer the battle raged on, the more apparent it became that the duo was no match for the hip-hop man's brute force. As their frequency of attacks diminished, their strength waned, while the hip-hop man's power only seemed to grow.
No. 1 and No. 2 exchanged a glance, understanding that their situation was becoming dire. They had no choice but to go all out. If they didn't make a decisive move soon, they would only end up feeding the hip-hop man's growth.
They decided to use their trump card: a combined attack that would drain most of their remaining mental energy in one final, desperate push.
The two bodyguards stepped backward, creating distance from the hip-hop man. With speed granted by No. 1's wind-enhanced Nen, they quickly repositioned themselves, allowing them time to gather their remaining energy. They clasped their hands together, with No. 1 on the left and No. 2 on the right. Streams of red and green thoughts swirled around them, merging into a single, large ball of mental energy.
As they focused their efforts, the ball grew rapidly, increasing from the size of a ping pong ball to that of a basketball. The energy within the ball crackled and swirled, a clear sign of the tremendous destructive force it contained. Ronnie watched with intrigue—this was no ordinary attack.
The fusion of the two bodies' Nen had to be perfectly balanced; if the energies were uneven, the ball would explode in their hands. But the duo, under pressure, managed to form the mental energy ball quickly, their combined determination allowing them to exceed their normal limits.
With one final effort, they hurled the powerful ball toward the charging hip-hop man.
Ronnie's eyes widened as the attack shot forward, a perfect combination of wind and fire, swirling together in a massive, destructive orb. The attack was so intense that it reminded him of a Pokemon move—a fusion of multiple elemental forces coming together in a devastating blast. In fact, it almost seemed like a Rasengan, blending the destructive power of wind and fire.
Could this be their ultimate move? A powerful force that would challenge the hip-hop man's overwhelming strength? The outcome of this battle now hung on a knife's edge.