"Ahahaha! It's actually Riku-kun! It's , , , Hanzo!! Hahaha! Our luck is seriously too good!"
The bald Hanzo shouted excitedly, his long eyelashes blinking.
Saitama-sensei, stop pretending. Everyone knows it's you, Riku complained in his heart.
But his face still wore a polite smile as he said, "Hanzo, is it? Nice to et you."
"R-Riku-sama!!"
A weak voice ca from the corner.
It was the green-haired Ponzu. She practically rushed over on instinct, tightly grabbing Riku's hand, her entire body trembling.
For her, it was like a little sheep stumbling into a pride of lions.
She never expected to directly roll the Big Three right here.
Headache. If it were just Hisoka alone, Riku really had the urge to pin the guy down and finish him off right here.
Hisoka's traits were also very good.
But the Pinhead Illumi was a secret ally of Hisoka's; if he made a move here, his win rate couldn't be guaranteed.
Although Hanzo was polite, he wouldn't necessarily help him.
Ponzu?
Sorry, but this NPC was highly likely just free food delivery.
"Ah, so it is Miss Ponzu. Nice to et you," Riku glanced at Ponzu and smiled.
He currently possessed the absolute confidence and strength to protect himself.
His aura nodes were already open!
Although it wasn't an incredibly powerful Nen yet, his traits were far too freakish.
Plus, he had the Scarlet Eyes bloodline.
One must know that Kurapika, right after awakening his ability and activating the Scarlet Eyes, was able to solo kill. And it was a pure, brutal slaughter of the Phantom Troupe's king of attack power, Uvogin!
And he also possessed the Scarlet Eyes. Once activated, utterly thrashing a little Hisoka shouldn't be a problem, right?
Of course.
The Scarlet Eyes were considered his trump card. Unless it was a last resort, he wouldn't choose to activate them.
When traveling in the world, having more trump cards ans having more paths to take.
"Riku-kun, put this on! With this, we're officially a full team and can start the exam!!"
Hanzo enthusiastically handed over a wristband.
It was the wristband equipped with X and O voting buttons for everyone, and it also had a tir attached.
"Everyone is here, we can go."
Murder Clown Hisoka suddenly spoke. He licked his lips while looking in Riku's direction, an evil and alluring smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
However, before Riku could snap and beat him to death, Hisoka knew when to stop. He took the lead and walked out toward the first door.
The Pinhead Illumi followed closely behind, then Hanzo, who seed to have noticed so friction between Riku and Hisoka.
Ponzu followed behind Riku, trembling all over.
She only felt a tiny shred of safety behind him. At least Riku looked much more normal compared to the other three.
"Oh? A choice between left and right."
Hisoka suddenly stopped and looked at everyone with a smiling face.
"How about everyone just chooses randomly? We'll go wherever the result dictates. I'll count 1, 2, 3, and everyone presses their choice together," the codic Hanzo said excitedly.
"1"
"2"
"3!"
4:1.
Ponzu was the only one who chose right; the other four, including Riku, all chose left.
As soon as this result ca out, the little girl turned deathly pale, feeling like she had just done sothing terribly wrong.
Next ca choices for several more doors.
It was basically 3:2, 4:1.
What was surprising was that Ponzu's luck was truly sothing else.
Every single ti, her choice placed her on the opposite side of the majority.
Especially when Hisoka and the Pinhead Illumi chanically turned their heads to glance at her; Ponzu was so scared she almost peed herself on the spot!
"Oh? The challenge has begun!!"
Hanzo shouted excitedly.
Before their eyes, a massive door rumbled open, and an arena-like platform slowly extended forward.
Below was a bottomless abyss. If an ordinary person fell down, they would definitely be smashed to pieces.
But Riku definitely wouldn't.
Right now, he was essentially a youthful version of Spider-Man.
Then, on the other side of the arena, five hooded prisoners in handcuffs appeared.
They quickly walked to the center of the arena, and the person in the lead ripped off his hood.
It revealed a muscular bald man, but his bald head was clearly not as shiny as Hanzo's, because it was covered in hideous scars.
His entire person looked incredibly fierce.
Just his appearance alone scread 'proper villain.'
Yo? Riku froze for a second. The luck of these guys opposite them was truly terrible.
They actually ran into his Dream Death Group.
And coincidentally, it was the Scarface who was originally supposed to encounter Gon-kun and the others. If nothing unexpected happened, the four behind him were also familiar villain fodders.
"We are examiners hired by the Selection Committee. You must fight the five of us here!"
"The exam will be conducted in a one-on-one format. Each person can only fight once, and the order of appearance is up to you to decide."
"Under majority rules, if you win three or more matches, you can leave!"
The bald man shouted, his face full of a confident smile.
Riku glanced at him.
Na: Felony Prisoner 1 (Side characters don't deserve nas) Traits: [Muscular] (Blue), [Tyrannical] (Blue), [Lustful] (Blue)
Trash.
Before Riku could even speak.
Swish! A playing card had already flown out.
Just as this guy finished speaking, a skylight was opened on the top of his head.
The entire top half of his bald head was sliced off, exposing his brain to the air.
He stood there blankly, feeling a cool breeze on top of his head.
Then, maintaining his open-mouthed posture, his entire body uncontrollably collapsed.
The tofu-like brain matter inside his head spilled all over the ground.
"Blegh— Blegh—"
Seeing this scene, Ponzu vomited on the spot.
She truly felt like she had fallen into a pile of demons.
"This kind of ti-wasting competition is truly too boring. Who's next?"
Murder Clown Hisoka held two playing cards in his hand, the corners of his mouth curving upwards.
Killing weaklings like this didn't give him the slightest bit of excitent.
"H-he was actually one-shotted!? H-how did that guy do that? Monster!!"
The four prisoners behind him were sowhat frightened.
"If we fail, we only have the path of death! Don't forget, even if that clown-like guy is very strong, he can only fight once. The remaining few seem very weak!"
"But the problem is we can't choose our opponents. The weakest should be that girl."
"And that black-haired young man!"
"The bald guy also looks weak, but that pinhead guy seems generally more formidable."
...
The few of them even started to discuss among themselves.
"Then I will take the field for the next match. But regarding the rules of the match..."
A thin, arrogant-looking prisoner walked out from the group, carrying a confident smile on his lips.
He was the one who gambled with candles against Gon-kun in the original story.
But the very instant his foot stepped onto the arena.
A gleaming flash of light was seen.
Even Ponzu's skirt was blown up by the rushing wind.
Then.
The hood-removed prisoner froze in place.
There was an extra kunai embedded right in the middle of his forehead.
It was Hanzo!
"My! According to the rules, as long as he steps onto the arena, the match begins. What a weak opponent. But we only need to win one last match."
Hanzo pulled out the kunai, and the arrogant prisoner's corpse slowly plumted into the abyss.
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