The strongest magician who started as a hunter

sky arena,

In the high-rise room, Killua, who had just finished the duel, returned to his residence. The first time he was angry, he punched the innocent wall, making a "bang" sound.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!!"

Killua, who was only eight years old, sat on the edge of the bed, holding his head and roaring.

He couldn't figure out why his opponent only exuded a little 'aura' similar to his elder brother's, but his hands and feet were completely uncontrollable and wanted to escape.

Even the subconscious mind of his brain was urging him repeatedly: "Run away!"

Killua recalled his previous opponent. Through naked eye observation, it was clear that the opponent's strength and speed were comparable to his, although his body was stronger than the average player...

But if you use the 'assassination technique' taught by your father, you still have a chance to inflict fatal injuries on your opponent with an Arrancar and win.

But precisely because he understood this, Killua couldn't figure out why he surrendered without a fight, and couldn't help but lie on the bed and think:

"Since arriving on the 150th floor a year ago, I have always met those powerful martial artists, or guys with the same 'dangerous aura' as my elder brother..."

"Obviously I have defeated some strong martial artists before, but only when facing those guys with different auras... I can't even raise the slightest bit of resistance."

"Is it because of big brother?"

Killua recalled the terrifying aura that his eldest brother Illumi showed him before he left.

That was not an ordinary 'murderous intention', but... something even more terrifying with murderous intention mixed into it.

Killua had sensed this before, but whenever he asked his father or grandfather, they would never tell the truth.

"It seems that I have to figure out what it is in the future... and after knowing the source of that aura, maybe I can become as powerful as my elder brother."

Thinking of this, Killua understood——

It was the aura that his eldest brother exuded when he left home that left him with a fear that was imprinted on his body and mind. Therefore, whenever he sensed a similar aura from his enemy, he would associate it with the strength of his eldest brother and lose the desire to resist.

"In the final analysis, eldest brother is still too strong."

Killua was a little relieved, and then he stopped thinking about it and took the elevator to the first floor.

Plan to use your free time to go out for a walk and buy some snacks to take back to your room.

However, when passing through the crowded corridor on the first floor, Killua was stopped by a 'black-haired man' sitting on a chair by the wall.

"You look depressed... is it because you just lost the game?" You, in disguise, said to Killua.

In fact, as early as Killua stepped out of the elevator, You noticed Killua's negative aura in advance through his six eyes, which was almost like a god's perspective.

If you think about it for a moment, you can guess that the other party has not fallen into a state of self-deprecation from the previous battle.

Although he knew in advance that after meeting Gon in the future, Killua would be able to untie his knot sooner or later and break through the shackles given to him by Illumi.

But as the saying goes, meeting is fate.

Since he happened to meet Killua by chance, and he met him when he was at his lowest, Youdao didn't intend to be stingy with his kindness, and decided to have a chat with the confused little guy before the evening duel began.

Thus, there was a scene where You took the initiative to talk to Killua.

"Do I know you?"

Killua stopped, turned around, and spoke coldly to the 'black-haired man' beside him.

"Although you don't know me yet, I know you well." You propped up your thighs with your elbows, rested your chin on your palms, and continued with interest:

"You are the brat of the Assassination Family who beats the enemy Hakka. If I remember correctly... your name is Killua. Beat the enemy Hakka, right?"

When Killua heard this, his expression turned cold, the palms hidden in the pockets of his hoodies tensed into knife shapes, and his nails quietly turned into sharp spikes.

Be ready to take action at any time.

"how do you know?"

Killua's tone was cold. After all, as a family of assassins, his family had accumulated many enemies outside. In a place with such a high flow of people, it was not surprising to meet enemies who knew him.

You noticed Killua's concerns and comforted him with a smile:

"Don't worry, I have no ill intentions towards you."

After saying that, You moved to one side, patted the empty space next to him, and asked:

"Do you have time to chat? Just treat it as an after-dinner chat between friends... to pass the time."

"Friends are just a burden, I don't need them."

Killua said casually, and after that, he no longer planned to talk to this 'Jilai Familiar' guy, and walked towards the door.

However, a palm fell on Killua's shoulder at this moment, touching his tense nerves.

Swish————

A hand knife suddenly stabbed towards the guy who was helping him.

However, when Killua's fingertips were clearly about to touch each other, his palm seemed to have fallen into an invisible swamp and slowly stopped.

His muscles were still tense and his strength had not diminished at all.

But the speed was slowed down.

Looking at the sharp thorn so close in front of him, You pressed down Killua's hand nonchalantly and said calmly:

"He's really irritable... As a killer, although he pursues speed and ruthlessness, sometimes being able to keep his composure is the key to 'hunting'."

"What did you just do? Why do I feel like I can't control my hands..." Killua wondered.

"Because you had murderous intentions towards me, and you did attack me, that's why you stopped." You explained.

However, even if these words are true, Killua is still confused when he hears them. The only thing that is clear is...the guy in front of him is very strong.

A much higher level than he imagined...or showed.

Although I don’t know what tricks the other party used.

But in that sudden attack just now, Killua carried out the fierce attack with the intention of killing with one strike, in other words, with all his strength.

But judging from the results, the opponent easily defused his offensive.

In one day, he encountered two enemies one after another that he could not defeat.

Killua's mood suddenly hit rock bottom.

Even though Killua was born in a family of suicides and inherited the best genes, he had undergone various cruel trainings since he was three years old.

But at the end of the day, he is still a kid.

You could easily see through Killua's thoughts, and comforted him with a smile:

"To be honest, I am much stronger than the ones you encountered before, if you can't even defeat the enemy in the morning."

"If you want to win against me... I guess it won't be possible in this lifetime."

These words seemed to You to be words of comfort or encouragement, but when Killua heard them, he felt that You were mocking him.

"Hey~" Killua said dissatisfied, "You give me the feeling that you are much weaker than my elder brother. Who wants to beat you...arrogant guy."

You didn't care. Realizing that there was not much time left, he stood up and walked towards the entrance of the arena.

Before leaving, You briefly introduced himself to Killua and casually told him...

"The next step is my game. If you are interested, you can take a look... maybe you can learn something."

When You entered the examination room, Killua stubbornly made a face in the direction the other party was leaving, then pouted:

"Who wants to see~"

Killua said as he was about to reach the door, but stopped and looked back at the monitor near the door.

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inside the venue,

Facing You was a muscular fighter who looked about 1.89 meters tall and had an unusually strong build.

Looking at You, who was walking lazily from under the ring, the strong man mocked from a distance:

"Hey! Are you the strong newcomer this morning?!"

"You look as thin as a bamboo pole. I hope you won't be punched by me until you can't get up!"

"After all, this is a 50th floor competition, and it can't be compared to the garbage on the 1st floor!"

"You talk a lot. I hope your strength can be as strong as your mouth." You replied.

After a moment, the referee waved and shouted: "Start!"

The ferocious-looking strong man immediately waved his fist and rushed towards You.

However, the opponent seemed to teleport, and the next moment he was in front of him, swinging the seemingly soft and weak fist.

"boom----!"

The strong man's body was instantly hit to the wall by the huge force, and was embedded in the reinforced wall, unable to move. His consciousness seemed to collapse the moment he was hit by the fist.

"The winner is...Contestant No. 1997!"

With that said, the referee waved his hand.

It was worry that won.

…

At the same time, Killua, who was standing at the door, finished watching the game and found that it was only 3 minutes from start to end.

The important thing is that Killua can't see how Yu moves at all, and why his fist seems soft... but can explode with such amazing power.

"Who can learn this?"

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