Hunter x Hunter: The Zoldyck Family's Legendary Item Master

As he walked, he kept reminding the group of test takers with a blank expression:

"I still need to double-check before the exam begins."

"The Hunter Test is not child's play; the test content is extremely difficult."

"Without a bit of luck and courage, one could get injured or even die."

So, "If you still want to participate, please come with me."

"If you don't want to participate, the elevator is right behind you. Just leave."

Quit? Are you kidding me?

Having come this far, each of us has endured countless hardships.

The "Poseidon" ship's stormy waters; the town's bizarre questions; the fierce fox family's difficult questions.

Although the challenges faced by each candidate are different, just thinking about them still sends chills down one's spine.

But if we're told to go back now, wouldn't all the grievances we suffered before be for nothing?

"Tap tap. tap."

The sound of hurried footsteps gradually rose, and everyone followed; not one of them dropped out.

Saci seemed to have expected this, thinking to himself, "A total of 405 people?"

Excluding that unfortunate guy whose arm Hisoka cut off.

Hopefully, this round will produce some promising talents.

Saci swung his arms and, like a stiff-limbed robot, moved ahead, taking the lead in the group, and disappeared into the depths of the tunnel in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Xiao Jie stretched his legs, shouldered his fishing rod, and looked at Sean excitedly, saying, "Uncle, let's go too."

Beside him, Kurapika and Leorio, eager to try their luck, were also watching him.

At some point, Sean had become the backbone of this four-man team.

Fate is somewhat mysterious.

Can we walk there? Wouldn't it be foolish not to ride a horse when you have one?

Sean stretched out his hand and summoned the Yatagarasu, then leaped onto its back.

"Screech~" The Yatagarasu spread its wide wings, bringing with it gusts of wind, and flew after Satsuki, casting large shadows along the way, which made all the examinees extremely envious!

"Yata no Nagata! You can do that?!" Popcorn, who was closer to Sean, was hit on the head by a gust of wind and fell to the ground!

Staring wide-eyed at Sean taking off, everyone was dumbfounded. "I told you, Uncle's really good!" Little Jie, carrying his fishing rod, stepped over Popcorn and shouted at Sean, "Uncle, wait for me! I haven't gotten on the bus yet!"

With a "whoosh," the Yatagarasu darted through like an arrow, flicking its tail and disappearing from sight.

"This idiot!"

"They really think the teacher in this case is just a free ride?"

Leorio punched Gon on the head: "Come on, wake up! We're all competitors now!"

"You can only rely on yourself!"

"Huh?" Gon covered his head, gave Leorio a resentful look, and said, "But why can the old man's brother hitch a ride?"

"Which younger brother?" Kurapika and Gon suddenly remembered Leorio, the white-haired boy. They exchanged a glance and looked in the direction Gon was pointing.

With a "whoosh," Killua, hands in his pockets, sped through the three on his skateboard, chasing after Sean. As he got closer, he stepped on the skateboard with one foot, grabbed it, and then used his family's "Dark Step" to leap towards the Yatagarasu: "Big brother, give me a ride."

however--

"No, I won't bring it."

Sean didn't even glance at Killua.

The Yatagarasu swept its tail and with a "smack," like swatting a fly, it slapped him directly into the ground!

Gon, Kurapika, Leorio: "."

In an instant, their eyes turned into beady pupils, and no one mentioned taking a taxi again.

"Oh ho ho ho~ How ruthless~" Hisoka chuckled, having also noticed this scene, and glanced at Illumi.

"crunch~"

With a sharp crack, Jitala Ku, who was running forward with the crowd, suddenly stopped and pulled a rotten tooth that had been bitten into pieces from his mouth.

"What's wrong?" Hisoka stopped in his tracks.

Illumi watched as Sean, riding the Yatagarasu, slapped Killua into the ground. Unable to control his killing intent, he stretched out his hand and pulled out a few Nen nails!

He's mine, how dare you hit him? Who told you to do that?

"Hisoka, you know what? I really want to kill someone right now. Really."

"Oh ho ho ho~ If the person you're referring to is Sean, then I'll pass on what you just said to me. Don't go looking for your own death!"

Hisoka unleashed his killing intent without reservation: "Also, let me warn you, that's my prey, mine!"

"Whoosh~" A cold wind seemed to blow around, making people shiver.

"What are those two lunatics up to now!" Passing examinees avoided them like the plague, keeping their distance.

Before long, only Illumi and Hisoka remained locked in a stalemate.

After a while, the expressionless, grumpy younger brother seemed to finally calm down, took a deep breath, and said, "I understand."

He darted ahead and chased after the main force.

Hisoka followed him away, then suddenly stretched out his arms and hugged himself. "Ah~ Spalashi, why don't we just kill them both?"

"I really can't take it anymore!"

Driven by a bloodlust, the magician teetered between reason and loss of control, his body twisting in a bizarre posture as he gave chase.

"Ugh, this is really a headache~" With his mind constantly on his back, Sasuke glanced at Killua, Illumi, and Hisoka out of the corner of his eye, finally settling on Sean, who was hovering above his head in the blink of an eye.

The young man rode the Yatagarasu at a leisurely pace, which made not only the group of candidates with bloodshot eyes envious, but even Saji himself was extremely envious!

The examiner, dressed in a gentlemanly manner, stroked his sexy mustache and glanced upwards into the aisle.

A faint arc of electronic light flickered. A miniature camera hidden above the passageway captured the image and promptly uploaded it to the president's office.

Netero took the tea that the Bean Man had brewed, took a sip, and chuckled, his mood, which had been ruined by that old geezer, improved somewhat.

"Wow, it's already this exciting right from the start. It's been worth the wait."

"President, do you think we should send someone to move him out?" Doumian glanced cautiously at Maha, who was fast asleep on Netero's sofa. The other man's snoring was as loud as thunder, driving everyone crazy. Doumian whispered in Netero's ear.

Unexpectedly, Maha suddenly rolled over.

The bean-faced man was startled!

"Hey~ What are you afraid of? You have the guts to say it but not the guts to do it?" The old man opened his eyes and glanced at Netero sideways: "Kid, you speak ill of guests in front of them. No wonder your Hunter Association hasn't been able to recruit a decent talent in three years."

The man with the bean-faced expression broke out in a cold sweat.

"Hmph~ Do you even count as a guest?" Netero patted the bean-faced man on the shoulder, indicating that he didn't need to be nervous, and said with a sneer, "An uninvited guest is at most an unwelcome guest."

"Go and clean your old, stale eye boogers. Your grandson has been bullied."

Without even blinking, he slapped his foot on the headboard and scoffed, "These scrawny bastards think they can bully my grandson? They should go back to their mothers' wombs and train for a hundred years first."

"Old man, isn't Killua your grandson?"

Netero smirked coldly: "Fratricide, it seems your Zoldyck family isn't much better than my Hunter Association."

“What Killua? I don’t know him.” Maha yawned. “I only have one grandson, Sean.”

"Yeah, just him."

Netero's forehead creased with exasperation, and he nearly choked with rage. He'd finally witnessed what a shameless scoundrel looked like!

Not even acknowledging their own grandson—that's typical of the Zoldyck family; they're incredibly cold-blooded.

“That’s true.” Netero slapped his forehead. “Look how senile I am. Killua is clearly my grandson, and I’ve completely forgotten about him.”

"We'll change this kid's last name as soon as possible, and call him Killua Isaac."

Maha, the idiot, glanced sideways at Netero: "Produce the evidence!"

“Our appearance is the proof,” Netero said matter-of-factly. “He has white hair, and so do I.”

"You're an old bastard."

"You're bald, aren't you?"

"What, you want to practice?"

"Fine, you can have a sparring session then. You just want to see this old man fight with Sean, don't you?"

"You really think I'm an idiot, don't you!"

The two old men faced each other and rolled up their sleeves.

Seeing this, the bean-faced man, suddenly emboldened, shouted, "Stop fooling around!"

With a creak, the office was immediately muted, falling into an eerie silence.

Netero and Maha both shut up, staring at the Bean Man. The Bean Man's legs went weak, and he immediately did a deep bow: "Smi Masai~"

Seeing this, Netero and Maha exchanged a glance and burst into laughter.

The two old children, whose combined age was several hundred years, finally had their fill of tea, each holding a cup and drinking.

"Sigh, Killua's not bad, but compared to Sean, he's still far behind." Netero glanced at the screen; the white-haired brat had pulled his head out of the ground, looking a bit dazed.

"Hmph! Children and grandchildren have their own blessings." Maha slammed his teacup on the coffee table, his gaze fixed on Sean. Watching the young man ride the Yatagarasu, full of vigor and confidence, he murmured, "You'd better work harder, brat."

"I'm waiting for you to make your move, and then..."

"Defeated by my grandson!"

Excuse me?

A mouthful of tea got stuck in his throat, and he couldn't get it down. Netero glared at Maha defiantly: "Watch out, old man, you might bite off more than you can chew!"

"You want me to lose? You might agree, but the world won't!"

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