Dragon Ball: I, Yamcha, am the strongest in the universe

Chapter 45 Because He Is the Weakest

"The fourth round of the Hunter Exam has officially ended."

"There are nine qualified candidates in total."

“1号雅木茶、44号西索、99号奇犽、53号爆库儿、294号半藏、301号集塔赖苦、403号雷欧力、404号酷拉皮卡、405号小杰。”

"Except for the above nine people, the rest can leave on the association's airship. Candidates who heard the broadcast and are still alive, please arrive at the port as soon as possible to board the plane."

The bean-faced man was playing the radio.

"Oh wow, I didn't expect that seven of the nine qualified people are newcomers." When President Netero heard that there were nine players who could advance to the final, he kept stroking his beard and looked very happy.

"Not bad, not bad, very good. It seems that the quality of the new recruits this time is quite high and their qualifications are quite extraordinary."

"You know, not a single person passed the last exam."

On the sofas around him sat the examiners for the first to fourth exams.

"Is this situation common?" Buhala asked while stuffing food into his mouth.

"Well, generally speaking, when there are no qualified candidates for two or three consecutive years, outstanding young people will emerge explosively."

"Just like this."

"This is the fourth time I've seen this since I became president of the association."

Men Qi was surprised by Netero's words: "President, how old are you this year?"

"It is said that he turned 100 decades ago."

Like Master Roshi in the Dragon Ball world, Netero's age is also measured in hundreds.

"By the way, what was the topic of the last exam?" Sat said as he picked up a steak on his fork. When he finished speaking, the steak on the fork had disappeared.

"I plan to hold a unique competition."

Several examiners looked at President Netero seriously, waiting for his next words.

He didn't speak for a long while.

Just when Men Qi, who was the most impatient, was about to lose his temper, Netero spoke slowly.

"Actually, I haven't thought about it yet, hahaha."

No one could guess what President Netero was thinking.

After thinking for a long time, Netero told the other examiners his decision.

“So the final test is an interview?”

Several examiners looked confused after hearing Netero's idea.

Netero stretched out a finger and waved it in front of everyone, "No, no, no, I just want to ask them a few questions before the final test begins."

"Is that all?" Several examiners spoke in unison, looking at Netero with disbelief.

After spending a few days together, they understood one thing.

Others might not do this.
But as the Hunter Association's first accidental hunter, the cynical old boy Netero, he would really make the interview the final test of the hunter exam.

"That's it. All right, go and notify the examinees to come here to talk in turn." Netero didn't explain to others and gave the order directly.

"Yes"

Even if the final test is really an interview, they have no choice but to do it.

Because he is the president.

At least he is the biggest one in the Hunter Association.

"Candidate No. 1, please come to the reception room. Candidate No. 1, please come to the reception room!"

The first interviewee was Yamcha, who performed the best in several tests.

The interview took place in a Japanese-style tatami room on the spaceship. President Netero sat cross-legged in the middle of the room, with a huge "heart" written in brush hanging behind him.

The character "心" is vigorous and natural, simple or elegant, square or round, implicit or assertive. The strokes are as light as floating clouds and as agile as a startled dragon.

At first glance it looks plain and simple, but upon closer inspection it seems to encompass the essence of the universe and contains some kind of martial arts principles.

If you can comprehend it, you will definitely make great progress in martial arts.

"What? Do you like this calligraphy?" Seeing Yamcha looking at the words behind him for a long time without saying anything, Netero spoke up.

The word "heart" came from his hand, and the day he wrote this word was the day he achieved great success in martial arts. On that day, he realized an extraordinary skill through Zen.

And this word "heart" is not a simple word, it refers to the "mind ability" school that Netero practices - the Heart Source School.

It can be said that the word "heart" encompasses Netero's understanding of martial arts for most of his life. Of course, only those who study martial arts can understand this, and they also need to have a very high level of attainment.

Otherwise, even someone as strong as Hisoka or Illumi wouldn't have any understanding at all after seeing this word.

In their eyes, it was just a word written a little sloppily.

"like."

Yamcha had no intention of concealing anything. He believed that with Netero's ability, he could at least see all of his hidden strength.

Otherwise, Netero would never have asked me to be a referee on the airship that day.

Netero is not that boring.

"If you like it, I'll give it to you."

Netero waved his hand generously, and Yamcha hurriedly thanked him, but Netero waved his hand to indicate that it was not a big deal.

For Netero now, this pair of words is of no use. Since someone knows the value of it, he might as well make the best use of it.

"It's really amazing that you have such martial arts attainments at your current age. I really want to know who taught you."

"Oh my, my eyesight isn't very good now that I'm old. I couldn't recognize you. I'm really old."

It would be really amazing if you could recognize it.

"Bang, Flowing Water and Rock Crushing Fist."

Yamcha had no intention of hiding it. No one would know who Bang was anyway even if he told him.

Unless someone can break the dimensional wall like him and run to the world of One Punch Man next door, even if they run there, it may not be the world that Yamcha has been to.

Netero pulled his beard and thought for a long time, but he couldn't remember any information about Flowing Water Rock Crushing Fist.

As for Banggu, he had never heard of him.

Maybe it's some hidden master?
"In two years, when you become an adult, your strength will increase dramatically. From now on, this world will belong to you young people."

"Master President, I still have five years to go before I reach adulthood."

Yamcha corrected with a serious look on his face.

"Ho ho ho" President Netero just shook his head and didn't respond when he heard this.

Seeing Netero's noncommittal expression, Yamcha knew that he definitely didn't believe that he was only 13 years old. He shrugged without further explanation.

"Enough of the small talk."

After chatting for a long time, Netero finally got to the point.

"First question, why did you become a hunter?"

"Become stronger."

Become a hunter, learn Nen abilities, and become stronger.

No problem.

"I see." Netero nodded, and then continued to ask: "Besides yourself, who among the other eight people do you want to fight the most?"

"No. 53, Bakuer."

"What's the reason?"

"Because he is the weakest."

Yamcha answered Netero's question very honestly.

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