Killing Intent

That night, the thief who stole Kurta Clan ancient book... before leaving, slipped his wallet into young Kurapika's hand! Kurapika wouldn't be mistaken!

Now that his clan has been wiped out, Kurapika vows to reclaim everything that his clan lost, in addition to the Scarlet Eyes of his people.

He was afraid he had mistaken someone for someone else, so he looked at him for a long time before confirming Oboro's identity.

Kurapika's heart surged with emotion, but his face instantly turned cold as he walked towards Oboro.

This action elicited a playful smile from Hisoka, who was standing not far away.

This brat... knows Oboro?

"Kurapika?"

Gon, who was standing next to her, also saw Long, but before he could greet her, he noticed that something was wrong with his friend.

A moment later, Kurapika stood in front of Oboro, radiating a cold aura, which caused the other examinees serving Oboro to retreat one after another.

I'm angry... but not to the point of losing my mind.

Oboro's actions were not as unforgivable as the Spiders's, but they were still difficult for Kurapika to forgive... That ancient book held extremely important significance for the Kurta Clan.

He must take it back!

A blush appeared beneath the glasses worn by the blond boy.

His Scarlet Eyes.

"It's you!"

Kurapika gripped his twin swords tightly.

"Alright, you can all disperse now..."

Long waved to the other examinees, urging them to leave.

Those around him were inevitably disappointed; after serving for so long, only Hanzo had passed.

The blond boy who suddenly appeared seemed to know the examiner. Could it be... another case of nepotism?

This made them stare at Kurapika with somewhat hostile intent.

"What a coincidence, I didn't expect to meet you here." Long sat Fuza on the chair, smiling.

"Hey, Gon!"

He called out to Gon again.

"Mr. Long, is it really you! Are you one of our examiners for this round?"

Gon exclaimed in surprise.

"Um."

"So Mr. Oboro is Hunter x Hunter... I knew it."

Gon, dressed in all green, suddenly realized what was going on, dragging his fishing rod in his hand.

"Back when we went to Whale Island, it wasn't like that yet..."

Lonely responded.

Then, Gon glanced at Kurapika, who had a strange expression, and then at Oboro. "Mr. Oboro, do you know Kurapika?"

Long nodded slightly.

"What about that book?"

Kurapika asked in a low voice.

"I told you I was just borrowing it and would return it after I finished reading it... I returned to your camp afterwards, but..."

Oboro made up a story. "I'm sorry for what happened to you."

The Scarlet Eyes Kurta Clan is renowned for its collectible value and fame, and its fame has long been known in the black market.

"Give it back to me!"

Kurapika's knuckles, gripping his weapon, were turning slightly white.

"No problem, it was always meant for you... How about after this exam?" Long spread his hands.

Speaking of which, the book from the Kurta Clan was indeed of great value to Oboro. The reason he was able to decipher the ancient script on another stone tablet, achieve a breakthrough, and be recognized by the industry as having an impact on the human world was because he referenced the contents of this book. Otherwise, it would have been really difficult for him to become a three-star Hunter x Hunter.

However, this book is no longer useful.

It should be returned to Kurapika.

Of the four main characters, Kurapika is undoubtedly the most tragic... The pressure and inner torment he endures, including the pain, are something the other three cannot truly understand.

Oboro sympathized with him, but without his background and experiences, Kurapika's later growth would not have been possible.

Therefore, Oboro did not interfere with the fate of the Kurta Clan... Also, he was too busy and did not want to do anything unnecessary.

Upon hearing this, Kurapika and Oboro exchanged glances for a few seconds before silently turning and walking away.

The Association's Hunter x Hunter.

Now that Kurapika knows Oboro's identity, he's not afraid of Oboro trying to renege or make excuses.

"Uh... Is there some misunderstanding between Mr. Oboro and Kurapika?" Gon watched his friend's departing figure, then quietly stepped forward and asked in a low voice.

"I borrowed a book from him before and haven't returned it to him yet."

Oboro answered softly.

"It's okay, I'll explain it to Kurapika."

Gon understood and patted his chest confidently.

"It's up to you!"

Long gave him a thumbs up.

"Hey, Gon, don't get too close to this guy, he's not a good person!"

Suddenly, a noise interrupted their conversation. Killua, who had already become friends with Gon, walked over with his hands in his pockets and reminded them.

Killua originally intended to pretend not to see Oboro's appearance.

Unexpectedly, Oboro seemed to know Gon and even talked with some of his new friends, which forced Killua to step in.

Normally, Killua wouldn't meddle in other people's business, but his new friend Gon is very much to his liking and he finds him agreeable.

Especially when seeing Gon's innocent face, showing that he doesn't know anything about Long at all.

"Ah! Killua knows Oboro-san too?"

Gon turned around, his words tinged with surprise.

He smiled faintly but said nothing.

Killua pulled Gon away, keeping a certain distance from Oboro, and then whispered something in Gon's ear.

As he spoke, he glanced at Long with a wary look in his eyes.

"Really?"

After a long pause, Gon couldn't help but exclaim after hearing Killua's explanation, "Mr. Oboro is so amazing!"

"Hey, you idiot, did you even hear what I said?! This guy is dangerous... a thousand times, ten thousand times more dangerous than you imagine, he's a ruthless killer!" Killua felt defeated and wished he could crack open Gon's skull to see what kind of mush was inside.

He nudged Gon again, then gestured towards the grinning Hisoka beside him, "He might be even scarier Hisoka..."

"No, Mr. Oboro and I have known each other for a long time..."

Gon looked at Long and shook his head.

Upon hearing this, Killua knew that further persuasion was useless. He snorted and arrogantly turned his head away, saying, "Don't blame me for not warning you when something happens to you!"

"What's going on? Is this the Hunter Exam, or a place for you to catch up?!"

Finally, someone couldn't hold back any longer.

The situation is developing in an unpredictable direction...

One person with connections was already enough to infuriate everyone, but now two more have jumped out.

If Long could just say one word and let these little devils pass smoothly, what would be the point of their exams? Would it be like playing house?

Snap snap snap...

A series of crisp clapping sounds drew everyone's attention.

As one of the examiners in the first round, Satotz appeared and walked out from behind the crowd.

He has no choice but to step in.

"As you can see, the person before you is the examiner for the second round of the exam, Oboro. He is one of the few three-star Hunter x Hunter in the Hunter Association, and one of the strongest Hunter x Hunter in the world today... It is an honor for you to be personally examined by him!"

Satotz stepped to the front and gracefully introduced Oboro's identity to everyone.

It particularly highlights Oboro's power.

The purpose was to intimidate the test takers and appease their resentment.

"Hiss..."

Sure enough, as soon as the words were spoken, everyone gasped, and the way they looked at the man in the suit had changed.

If Satotz hadn't told them, they wouldn't have seen anything special about Oboro... he was just a capricious and arbitrary examiner.

Samsung!

Even those who didn't know much about the Hunter Association, let alone Oboro's identity and status, felt a subtle shock.

"There are no more than ten Samsung Hunter x Hunter in the entire world!"

Kurapika's pupils contracted as he stared at Oboro, explaining in a cold voice.

Leorio was on the side, had already woken up.

Kurapika is always meticulous, and he did a lot of research beforehand in order to participate in this Hunter Exam.

He never expected... to meet Oboro here.

Even more unexpectedly... Oboro is so powerful.

In this way, if Oboro refused to return the book, he would be helpless.

We could only stare helplessly.

"Wow!"

Only Gon stared at Long with shining eyes, a mixture of disbelief, happiness, and admiration.

In his mind, Oboro... was a very mysterious and powerful person.

Killua's expression darkened.

Hisoka, standing not far away, maintained his smile.

"You're too kind... I'm not as amazing as you make me out to be."

Long stood up from the chair.

He knew that Satotz was warning the test takers to show some respect for themselves.

Otherwise... even if they do something, neither the examiners nor ordinary Association members can interfere.

"That's all for now. I wish you all the best in your exams."

Satotz first addressed the group of examinees, his gaze lingering on Gon for a moment.

Then, he bowed to Oboro and said, "Farewell."

"So what if it's a Samsung Hunter x Hunter... What I want is a fair and just competitive environment, otherwise it's biased!"

"Yeah... At least give us a specific task or trial so we can compete, instead of selecting people based on connections."

There were still people shouting, but their voices were much quieter.

As the gazes of onlookers fell upon him, he stirred.

The venue fell silent in an instant.

He walked to the side, picked up a tree branch from the ground, and joked, "Now that everyone's here, let's begin the second round of the test..."

The remaining test takers were delighted.

Only then did they realize that their previous attempts to please the examiners were fake... they had all been Hanzo by Hanzo.

"Isn't that so?"

Hanzo was taken aback.

He really thought he had guessed right... However, he and Tonpa had already passed the test, so there was no need to participate in the formal test.

Long drew a line at his feet.

He was less than ten zhang, or a little over twenty meters, away from all the other candidates.

He immediately threw away the branch, clapped his hands, and said, "If you can cross this finish line within an hour, you've passed."

"Ah!"

"That simple?"

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone was in an uproar.

Let alone an hour, those with good legs and feet won't even need a minute.

The candidates didn't think much of it; since the examiner had spoken, they just went over there...

When you get incredibly lucky.

A large group of people suddenly rushed towards where Long was standing, scrambling to get there first.

Meanwhile, Oboro stood there with his hands in his pockets, a warm smile on his face.

Seeing the chaotic approaching crowd... a thought suddenly occurred to me.

"Die!"

As he thought this, an invisible, surging killing intent suddenly erupted like a torrent, sweeping outwards in all directions.

Even... a strong wind blew up and swept over everyone's bodies.

In an instant, everyone's limbs went cold, and their flesh and blood bodies froze completely... In the examinees' sensory imagination, the world seemed to turn into black and white in an instant, and the instructor standing not far away had lost his human form and turned into a terrifying behemoth with its blood-red maw wide open, ready to devour people.

Those blood-red, lantern-like eyes looked down at each of them... as if selecting a tempting meal.

This... was merely the killing intent released by Oboro, a pure spiritual will, without being accompanied by the release of Nen.

If they used Nen, everyone except Hisoka and Illumi would probably be finished.

Moreover... Oboro intentionally reduced the mental pressure to a very low level.

He is fair... Since it is to screen candidates, anyone with a little willpower can pass his test.

Killing intent is a mental transmission that stimulates the target's sensory system, causing their mind to collapse and even produce hallucinations... It can also be said to be one of the manifestations of the most basic structure of thought.

Normal Nen amplify killing intent through Nen... but Oboro no longer needs to.

The ground, the green grass in front of him, rippled like waves on water, one circle after another...

Long clearly underestimated the psychological damage he inflicted on the examinees due to his murderous intent.

Thump thump.

One by one, people collapsed, some with their eyes wide open, lying on the ground, struggling to breathe and desperately seeking oxygen.

Some experience convulsions and spasms in their limbs.

Many others simply turned pale and fainted.

"You can't even handle this much pressure... you can't even stay awake..."

Long gave a cold laugh.