In Razor's eyes, these individuals were barely adequate—competent Nen users, but far from top-tier. He dismissed several individuals Tsezgue
In Razor's eyes, these individuals were barely adequate—competent Nen users, but far from top-tier.
He dismissed several individuals Tsezguerra had brought along as fillers; their fearful expressions spoke volumes about their weak abilities.
Finally, Razor's gaze fell upon Loki. His eyes widened slightly, pausing for several seconds before he began to scrutinize Loki from head to toe. 'Another kid... but this feeling...' Razor's expression turned serious. 'What's this? A kid giving me a sense of danger?' He felt like a lamb facing a wolf, yet he couldn't find anything unusual about Loki. His aura was ordinary, almost negligible.
'Am I mistaken?' Razor frowned, shaking his head. 'Impossible! My instincts are usually right. This kid is hiding something!' He glanced at the death row inmates behind him. 'Letting them play would be a waste of time.' Razor nodded at Tsezguerra. "Alright, let's begin!"
"The first event is dodgeball."
"Eight players per team."
Tsezguerra was taken aback. "Dodgeball? Eight players?"
"Wait, didn't you say one win per person?"
Razor, stretching, replied, "Yes, one win per person.
The winning team in this match automatically wins eight rounds.
It saves time, doesn't it?"
Razor smiled, his Nen suddenly erupting.
Swish swish swish! Seven beams of Nen appeared beside him, instantly forming seven Nen beasts.
Their powerful auras were evident to everyone.
Tsezguerra understood.
Based on previous information, the sporting events were meaningless; Razor would ultimately decide the winner. Tsezguerra frowned; he hadn't anticipated this. He looked at Loki and the others, seeking their opinions.
Gon was eager to participate, and Goreinu, at Loki's nod, also agreed.
"Alright, let's begin!" Tsezguerra turned to his companions.
Including Loki, Hisoka, Goreinu, Bisky, Gon, and himself, they were two players short. He had to choose two from his remaining companions.
Goreinu stepped forward. "Wait, Tsezguerra."
"What is it?"
Goreinu shook his head. "Tsezguerra, let me choose the remaining two players. Your companions are quite capable, but I can do better."
Tsezguerra understood Goreinu's intention. His companions were competent but a level below the others.
"Fine, but..." Tsezguerra didn't object but didn't understand Goreinu's reasoning.
Goreinu smiled. "Just watch."
Nen activated.
A white and a black gorilla appeared beside Goreinu.
"This is my ability."
Seeing the Nen beasts, Tsezguerra understood. Since Goreinu's ability involved Nen beasts, he could cooperate with them, achieving greater power than his other companions.
Tsezguerra turned to Razor. "Is that alright? You do the same, right?"
Razor smiled. "Of course."
The rules of dodgeball were then explained.
The game was simple: dodge or catch the incoming balls.
The match began with Loki serving. Razor watched Loki step forward.
'This kid's Nen is so faint it's almost imperceptible. I didn't notice before.
Now, I see; he's perfectly blended with his surroundings, minimizing his presence.
Terrifying!' Razor's expression turned serious. 'If I fought him, and he disappeared from sight, it would be disastrous.'
The ability to blend with the environment perfectly would be deadly in battle.
'It's been a while since I've had such an interesting opponent.'
Razor smiled.
Loki got the ball first, throwing it to Goreinu. "Let you attack first!"
Razor smiled, stretching. Tsezguerra watched Goreinu catch the ball, nodding. Goreinu focused on Razor's Nen beasts, easily eliminating two.
Razor sighed. "Warm-up's over. Let's get serious."
Goreinu, who'd just been praised, was annoyed.
Had he intentionally let Razor's Nen beasts win? "Warm-up's over? Then..."
Goreinu infused the ball with Nen, creating a powerful aura.
"Your turn!"
The ball flew through the air in a graceful arc, heading straight for Razor.
Tsezguerra exclaimed, "Impressive power!"
Goreinu's Nen was strong; infusing it into the ball made it as hard as stone.
Bang! The instant Tsezguerra spoke, Razor caught the ball with one hand, effortlessly deflecting Goreinu's powerful throw.
Smiling faintly, Razor said, "My turn."
Boom!!! Razor's Nen erupted, creating subtle vibrations that spread outwards. Tsezguerra was stunned; Goreinu's powerful throw had been effortlessly blocked.
The difference in skill was vast, like the gap between the fillers and the main players.
While Goreinu was momentarily stunned, Razor launched his attack. Bang! The ball shot out like a cannonball, instantly reaching Goreinu.
'No good!' 'The power! It's too strong!' 'Can I catch it?' 'No!' 'Impossible!' 'Dodge!' 'Too late!' "White Sage!!!"
Goreinu shouted, instantly switching places with the white gorilla. Dong! The Nen-infused ball struck the white gorilla's head.
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