That night, the thief who had stolen their Kurta Clan's ancient book... Before leaving, he had stuffed his wallet into the hands of the young Kurapika!
Kurapika wouldn't remember it wrong!
Now that his clan had been wiped out, besides the scarlet eyes of his clansmen, Kurapika vowed to take back everything that had been lost from the clan.
He was still afraid that he had mistaken the person, and had looked at him for a long time, confirming Oboro's identity.
Kurapika's heart was surging, and his face instantly turned cold as he walked towards Oboro.
This behavior made Hisoka, who was not far away, reveal a playful smile.
This kid... Knows Oboro?
"Kurapika?"
Gon, who was beside him, also saw Oboro, but before he could greet him, he noticed that something was wrong with his friend.
After a moment, Kurapika stood in front of Oboro, exuding a cold aura all over his body, which made the few examinees who were serving Oboro retreat one after another.
He was angry... But not to the point of losing his mind.
Oboro's actions weren't as unforgivable as the Spiders', but for Kurapika, they were also not easy to forgive... That ancient book was of extreme importance to the Kurta Clan.
He had to take it back!
Under the golden-haired boy's pupils, a red glow appeared.
Revealing scarlet eyes.
"It's you!"
Kurapika gripped his twin swords tightly.
"Alright, you guys can disperse first..."
Oboro waved his hand to drive away the other examinees.
The people around couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. They had served for so long, but only Hanzo had passed.
And the golden-haired boy who had suddenly appeared seemed to know the examiner. Could it be... Another person with connections?
This made their gazes towards Kurapika a little unkind.
"What a coincidence, I didn't expect to meet you here." Oboro sat cross-legged on the chair, with a smile on his face.
"Yo, Gon!"
He also called out to Gon.
"Mr. Oboro, it's really you! Are you the examiner for this round?"
Gon said in surprise.
"Hmm."
"So Mr. Oboro is a Hunter... I knew it."
Gon, who was wearing green clothes, suddenly understood, and dragged his fishing rod in his hand.
"Back when I went to Whale Island, I wasn't yet..."
Oboro responded.
Then, Gon looked at Kurapika, who had a strange expression, and then looked at Oboro, "Do Mr. Oboro and Kurapika know each other?"
Oboro nodded lightly.
"Where's that book?"
Kurapika asked in a deep voice.
"I said back then that I was borrowing it, and I would return it to you after I finished reading it... I went back to your residence afterwards, but..."
Oboro made up a story, "I'm sorry for what happened to you."
The scarlet eyes of the Kurta Clan, their collection value and fame, had long been spread in the black market.
"Give it back to me!"
The knuckles of Kurapika's fingers gripping the weapons were faintly white.
"No problem, it originally belonged to you... How about after this exam?" Oboro spread his hands.
Speaking of which, that book of the Kurta Clan did have great value to Oboro. The reason why he was able to break through the ancient texts on another stone tablet, and achieve a breakthrough, and was recognized by the industry as having an impact on the human world, was because he had referred to the contents of this book. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been easy for him to become a Three-Star Hunter.
However, this book was useless now.
It should be returned to Kurapika.
Among the four members of the main character group, Kurapika was undoubtedly the most miserable... The pressure and inner torment he had endured, including the pain, were things that the other three couldn't empathize with.
Oboro sympathized with him, but without this kind of background and experience, Kurapika's growth later on wouldn't have been possible either.
Therefore, Oboro hadn't interfered with the fate of the Kurta Clan... There was also the fact that he himself was too busy, and didn't want to do extra things.
Hearing these words, Kurapika looked at Oboro for a few seconds, and silently turned around and walked away.
A Hunter from the Association.
Now that he knew Oboro's identity... Then Kurapika wasn't afraid that Oboro would go back on his word or shirk responsibility.
"Uh... Is there some kind of misunderstanding between Mr. Oboro and Kurapika?" Gon looked at his friend's departing back, tiptoed forward, and asked in a low voice.
"I borrowed a book from him before, and I haven't returned it to him."
Oboro also answered in a low voice.
"It's okay, I'll explain it to Kurapika."
Gon understood, and patted his chest.
"I'll leave it to you!"
Oboro gave him a thumbs up.
"Hey, Gon, don't get too close to this guy. He's not a good person!"
Suddenly, a movement interrupted the conversation between the two. Killua, who had already made friends with Gon, put his hands in his pockets, walked over, and reminded him.
Originally, Killua had wanted to pretend not to see Oboro's appearance.
But he didn't expect that Oboro seemed to know Gon, and had also had a conversation with his few new friends, which made Killua have to come forward.
Under normal circumstances, Killua wouldn't interfere in other people's business, but he liked Gon, this new friend, very much.
Especially after seeing Gon's innocent face, and that he didn't understand Oboro at all.
"Ah! Killua also knows Mr. Oboro?"
Gon turned his head, and said in surprise.
Oboro smiled without saying a word.
He saw Killua pull Gon away, and maintain a certain distance from Oboro. Then, he leaned close to Gon's ear, and whispered something.
While he was talking, the look in his eyes as he looked at Oboro was still full of vigilance.
"Really?"
After a long while, after hearing what Killua had said, Gon couldn't help but shout, "Mr. Oboro is actually so amazing!"
"Hey, you idiot, did you even understand what I was saying?! This guy is very dangerous... A thousand times, ten thousand times more dangerous than you imagine. He's a demon who doesn't blink an eye when he kills people!" Killua had a feeling of being defeated, and wanted to pry open Gon's head to see what kind of paste was inside.
He poked Gon again, and motioned towards Hisoka, who was smiling on the side, "He might even be more terrifying than Hisoka..."
"No way, I've known Mr. Oboro for a long time..."
Gon looked at Oboro, and shook his head.
Hearing this, Killua knew that it was useless to persuade him any further, and snorted, and turned his head away arrogantly, "When something happens to you, don't blame me for not reminding you!"
"What's going on? Is this the Hunter Exam, or did you guys come here to catch up with old friends?!"
Finally, someone couldn't help it anymore.
The situation was developing in an unpredictable direction...
It was already enough to make everyone indignant that there was one person with connections, but now, two more had jumped out in a row.
If Oboro let these few kids pass smoothly with just a word, what was the point of their exam?
Was it a game of house?
Clap clap clap...
A series of crisp clapping sounds attracted everyone's attention.
Satotz, who was the examiner for the first round, appeared, and walked over from the back of the crowd.
He couldn't not come forward now.
"As you can see, the person in front of you is the examiner for the second round, Oboro. He is one of the few Three-Star Hunters in the Hunter Association, and is also one of the strongest people standing at the top of the Hunter world today... You are fortunate to be personally examined by him. In a sense, it is your honor!"
Satotz walked to the front, and introduced Oboro's identity to everyone with elegant manners.
He particularly highlighted Oboro's strength.
The purpose was to deter the examinees, and calm the resentment in their hearts.
"Hiss..."
Sure enough, as soon as the words came out, everyone gasped, and the looks in their eyes as they looked at the man in the suit had already changed.
If Satotz hadn't said it, they wouldn't have been able to see that Oboro had anything amazing about him... He was simply an arbitrary examiner.
Three-Star!
Even if they didn't know much about the Hunter Association, and didn't understand Oboro's identity and status, they still felt a vague shock.
"A Three-Star Hunter, there are no more than ten in the entire world right now!"
Kurapika's pupils contracted, and he stared at Oboro, and explained in a cold voice.
Leorio on the side had already woken up.
Kurapika had always been meticulous, and had investigated a lot of information in advance in order to participate in this Hunter Exam.
He never expected... That he would meet Oboro here.
He also didn't expect... Oboro to be so strong.
In this way, if Oboro refused to return the book, he would be helpless.
He could only stare blankly.
"Wow!"
Only Gon looked at Oboro with shining eyes, a little incredulous, and more happy... And admiration.
In his heart, Oboro... Was a very mysterious and amazing person.
Killua's expression darkened.
Hisoka, who was not far away, didn't change his smile.
"You're too kind... I'm not as amazing as you say."
Oboro stood up from the chair.
He knew that Satotz was warning these examinees to be more respectful to him.
Otherwise... Even if he did anything, neither the other examiners nor ordinary members of the Association could interfere.
"Then that's it for now. I wish you all success in passing the exam."
Satotz first said a sentence to all the examinees, and his gaze lingered on Gon for a moment.
Then, he bowed to Oboro, "Farewell."
"Even if you're a Three-Star Hunter, so what... What I want is a fair and just competitive environment. Otherwise, it will be biased!"
"That's right... At least give us a specific mission or trial content, and let us compete, instead of relying on connections to select people."
There were still people shouting, but their voices were much quieter.
Facing the gazes, Oboro moved.
The venue instantly quieted down.
He walked to the side, picked up a twig from the ground, and teased, "Now that everyone has arrived, the second round of the exam will begin..."
The remaining examinees were happy.
They finally understood that the so-called pleasing the examiner before was fake... They had all been fooled by Hanzo.
"Isn't it?"
Hanzo was stunned.
He really thought that he had guessed correctly... However, he and Tonpa had already passed the exam, and there was no need to participate in the following official exam.
Oboro drew a line at his feet.
It was less than ten zhang, a little over twenty meters, away from all the examinees.
Then, he threw away the twig, and clapped his hands, "Within one hour, as long as you can pass this finish line, you'll pass."
"Ah!"
"It's that simple?"
As soon as the words fell, everyone was in an uproar.
Not to mention one hour, those with good legs wouldn't even need a minute.
The examinees didn't think too much about it. Anyway, since the examiner had said so, they would just run over...
They thought they had gotten lucky.
A large group of people suddenly ran towards the position where Oboro was standing, rushing to the front.
And Oboro put his hands in his pockets, stood in place, and his face was filled with a warm smile.
Looking at the chaotic crowd approaching... His heart moved.
"Die!"
Along with his thoughts, an invisible, surging killing intent suddenly erupted like a mountain torrent, sweeping towards the surroundings.
It even stirred up a gust of wind, brushing past everyone's bodies.
All of them instantly felt their limbs turn cold, and their flesh and blood bodies completely froze... In the examinees' sensory imagination, the world seemed to have instantly turned black and white, and the instructor standing not far away had lost his human form, and had turned into a terrifying beast that opened its bloody mouth and devoured people.
Those blood-red eyes, like lanterns, looked down on each of them... As if selecting delicious food.
This... Was just the killing intent released by Oboro, a pure spiritual will, and wasn't released with Nen.
If he had used Nen, then apart from Hisoka and Illumi, everyone else would probably be finished.
Moreover... Oboro had intentionally reduced the mental pressure to a very low level.
He was very fair... Since it was to screen the examinees, then as long as they had a little willpower, they would be able to pass his test.
Killing intent was transmitted through a kind of spirit to stimulate the target's sensory system, causing their minds to collapse, and even causing hallucinations... It could also be said to be one of the manifestations of the bottom layer of Nen's architecture.
General Nen abilities would use 'Nen' to amplify the killing intent... But Oboro didn't need it anymore.
On the surface, the green grassland in front of Oboro was like ripples on the surface of the water, rippling in circles...
Oboro had obviously underestimated the mental damage that his killing intent had brought to the examinees.
Thump thump.
One person after another fell down, some with their eyes wide open, lying on the ground, suffocating and struggling to seek oxygen.
There were also some whose limbs were twitching and convulsing constantly.
There were also quite a few who simply fainted with a pale face.
"This little bit of pressure... And they can't even hold on, or even stay awake..."
Oboro sneered.
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