"You bastard, don't get too cocky."
"Since when do Gourt Hunters even count as real Hunters!"
"..."
Zane's words made so of the candidates who had been laughing feel ashad, while others were terrified by the strength he displayed in dealing with Todo. However, many were still flying into a rage.
The latter group glared at Zane's group of four, so even stepping forward to surround them.
"What, you're not satisfied?"
Zane raised an eyebrow. Looking at the candidates glaring at him, his gaze sharpened.
Vroom!
Nen aura infused with malice radiated outward like invisible tentacles, precisely locking onto those who were glaring at him.
Thud!
The candidates who had just been arrogant began to shiver as if they had fallen into an ice cellar the mont the malicious aura touched them. So even collapsed weakly onto the ground.
In their eyes, Zane seed to grow infinitely larger, while they themselves shrank into insignificance.
It was a contrast akin to ants looking up at a giant dragon.
Their expressions quickly shifted to pure terror.
With their teeth chattering violently, they couldn't even make a sound.
"What's going on?"
"What's wrong with these people?"
"How did they turn into this all of a sudden?"
"..."
The other candidates were filled with suspicion and uncertainty seeing the strange change in their peers.
"Hm?!"
Gon and the other three behind Zane also looked on in confusion.
'What a wonderful flavor... To think he can already use it so skillfully...' Within the crowd, Hisoka once again looked at Zane with a burning gaze.
He let out a soft moan in his heart, his eyes narrowing with delight.
"Enough, that's enough for now!"
A clear voice rang out.
Turning toward the sound, they saw nchi standing at the entrance of the villa.
Zane looked over. Seeing nchi staring at him, he gave a slight smile and retracted his aura.
Huff, huff...
Even after Zane withdrew his Nen, the candidates who had been mocking them didn't recover imdiately.
The pressure of the malicious aura had left them ntally exhausted. Like deflated balloons, they slumped or lay on the ground, gasping for air, their clothes soaked in sweat.
Unfortunately, nchi completely ignored these people.
After giving Zane a deep look, she scanned the crowd and announced, "The dish for this test requires pork as the main ingredient. You are to catch a pig in the forest and use the cooking utensils provided here. As long as the final dish is approved by both Buhara and myself, you will pass this phase."
"Pigs? You an the kind we usually eat?" The candidates' attention was imdiately drawn back to the test.
Buhara added, "Any pig that lives in this Visca Forest will do. There are no restrictions on the species. The ti limit is until nchi and I are full."
With that, Buhara patted his stomach forcefully. Along with a dull thud, he announced the start of the test.
"Hurry! We need to find a pig right now."
"Don't try to get ahead of !"
"Let's go this way. I saw traces of wild boars on the path here earlier."
"..."
The announcent of the start caused the candidates to scramble out of the manor, scattering into the dense forest.
"Let's go too!" Zane waved his hand, heading into the forest with Gon and the others.
Soon, only nchi and Buhara remained in the manor—well, along with the candidates paralyzed by Zane's malice.
"I didn't expect so many people to be eliminated before the test even really started," Buhara said with a smile, looking at the candidates still on the ground.
"Isn't it for the best? People who lack basic respect and situational awareness have no hope of becoming Hunters anyway," nchi said dismissively as she sat back on the sofa.
Buhara nodded. "True. By the way, should we give Candidate 375 so special consideration?"
He asked, looking at nchi.
nchi shook her head. "No. Since the Selection Committee chose us as examiners, we must maintain professional standards. We can't show favoritism."
Then she changed her tone. "Of course, I quite liked the performance of 375 and those with him just now. So, after the Hunter Exam is over, we'll show them our skills and let them see what Gourt Hunters are truly capable of."
"Sounds good to !" Buhara agreed.
Then, Buhara stood up and unceremoniously cleared the paralyzed candidates to a corner of the manor, waiting for the Association staff to co and pick them up later.
...
"Aaaagh!"
A scream echoed through the dense forest, and as if a switch had been flipped, more cries of pain followed one after another.
Boom!
Pink, rampaging wild boars, standing two to three ters tall, were crashing through the forest. Not only were they snapping trees in their path, but they were also sending the candidates trying to catch them flying.
"Are you kidding ? What kind of pigs are these?"
"Help! It's biting !"
"Damn it, these pigs are carnivorous!"
"..."
The candidates who had finally found their targets barely had ti to celebrate before they were brutally attacked.
This was because the only pigs living in the Visca Forest were the Great Stampeders, known as the most violent carnivorous wild boars in the world.
They were not only massive but also possessed naturally large, hard snouts.
Even tigers or lions would be like small rabbits before them, easily struck down and eaten until not even the bones remained.
When Gon and the others found the Great Stampeders, they were startled by the sight of the creatures crunching on bones.
"Watch out!"
Seeing a Great Stampeder spot them and charge like a beast, everyone except Zane scrambled to dodge.
Zane, remaining where he stood, watched the Great Stampeder charging at him like a tank. As it closed in, he raised his right hand and pressed his palm against its massive snout.
Boom!
The ground shook.
The Great Stampeder hit a wall like it had struck a towering mountain. Its hooves sank into the ground from the impact, and its massive body was forced back by the recoil.
In contrast, Zane, who had slightly shifted his stance, stood calmly in place without swaying in the slightest.
Suddenly, as the Great Stampeder was reeling back, Zane shifted his feet and appeared beside the beast as if he had teleported.
Switching hands, Zane's left palm lightly struck the side of the Great Stampeder's waist.
The massive body shuddered.
Blood imdiately leaked from the boar's mouth and snout.
Although it didn't look like Zane had used much force, the Great Stampeder acted as if it had been struck by a heavy blow, collapsing dead on the ground as its limbs gave way.
'Compared to Armant Haki, Nen aura might not have an advantage in defense, but in terms of offense, it naturally possesses the characteristic of internal destruction.'
Looking at the dead Great Stampeder, Zane satisfiedly lowered his left hand.
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