Hisoka looked around; there was nothing there except a few silly roe deer peeking out and sniffing him.

'Have you left...?'

He reached out and pressed his chest; the familiar numbness seemed to still linger in his muscles.

'After not seeing him for several months, his abilities have evolved. He can now paralyze me completely with just rainwater…'

The numbing sensation was less like being electrocuted and more like some kind of toxin acting directly on the muscles.

At that time, his psychic energy could only be used to protect himself from external attacks, and it had no effect on resisting the paralysis.

Such an ability almost completely counters someone like him who excels in close combat.

From my perspective, the only solution I can think of is to kill the opponent before they can activate [Rainy Day].

But in terms of strength and speed, that person was almost stronger than him.

If it weren't for the fact that he had "died" once before and had a wisp of his own Nen left in his heart, which could automatically wake him up by pressing his heart after he was unconscious or even dead, Hisoka would probably still be lying on the ground right now.

About an hour has passed…

Hisoka stood up, checked the direction and the height of the sun, and decisively sprinted towards the city of Gramgaslan.

He still wouldn't give up.

In a densely built-up urban area, he can use [Stretchable Love] to create a human slingshot, enabling him to move quickly or perform unconventional maneuvers.

Then he still has a chance!

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The underground room.

"Uh..."

Dongba's deliberately feigned warm smile almost crumbled.

Dia and Poxon's undisguised contempt and indifference were like a giant hand slapping him hard across the face!

If it were anyone else, it might have already exploded by now, but Dongba is different.

He was immediately struck by Dia's seemingly indifferent gaze and the subtle danger emanating from the girl.

He instantly realized that the two people in front of him were not someone he could handle.

Seniority is seniority.

Having participated in the Hunter Exam for 33 consecutive years, Tonpa knows that the strong have the right to humiliate the weak.

So even though he was humiliated like this, he chose to endure it, after all, he had encountered even more outrageous people before.

"Ahaha... Oh, I see. I'll be going then, I won't bother you any longer..."

Dongba left with a sheepish smile, his steps even light, as if afraid that Diya would think he held a grudge.

This is his philosophy of life.

When facing the strong, be as humble as dust; when facing the weak, be as cunning as a snake!

Only after the strange guy walked away did Pokson breathe a sigh of relief.

If a conflict had broken out just now, she would have had no choice but to pull out a gun and kill someone.

She took out her phone and glanced at the time.

Based on the normal time it takes for it to get dark, there should still be a few hours left.

You can take a break during this time and observe the other candidates...

Time passed slowly, more and more people gathered, and the noise began to grow louder.

Dia looked at the examinees thoughtfully.

Among them are some familiar faces from the original work, such as the strange three brothers and the snake catcher.

In total, there are now over a hundred people...

Snapped.

Suddenly, a person fell out of a hole in the wall not far away.

Strictly speaking, he was an unconscious person who was thrown in.

The basement fell into a brief silence because of this bizarre scene.

Dia frowned.

A pungent smell of blood permeated the underground room, which was about the size of a football field, followed by a familiar scent.

A foot wearing pointed shoes peeked out of the hole, followed by a red-haired figure.

His golden pupils quietly scanned the entire scene, then fixed their gazes directly on Dia.

"You were here after all..."

Hisoka smiled as he climbed out of the cave and walked toward Dia as if no one else was there.

This distance is his advantageous distance...

"You woke up so early? I remember the force of my kick should have been enough to make you sleep for another day."

Seeing this, Dia was a little surprised, but she didn't panic.

He spoke casually to Hisoka as if they were old friends, and then straightened up and stretched his muscles.

“After I died last time, something was left in my heart, and now it’s hard for me to stay in a coma for long…”

pat.

Hisoka walked straight toward Dia's figure, bumping into a burly man who was clearly a head taller than him.

Seeing that Hisoka wasn't particularly large, the burly man's mind raced, his eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he roared:

"court death!"

Without saying a word, the burly man threw a full-force punch at Hisoka's face!

The burly man's thoughts were simple.

Since they've come to take the exam, they're competitors, so it's perfectly reasonable for him to find any excuse to eliminate them...

At this moment, a cacophony of discussion erupted from the crowd, along with a few snickers of schadenfreude.

Someone recognized the burly man as a fighting champion from a certain country; his strength was beyond doubt.

In their view, the strangely dressed red-haired clown was definitely going to be killed.

However, Hisoka did not change his footing, but suddenly produced a playing card with his right hand and casually waved it at the person!

A flash of red light appeared.

puff!

A head the size of a basketball was suddenly sent flying high into the air.

A spurt of hot blood instantly gushed from the headless corpse of the burly man, splashing all over the ceiling!

The crowd, which had been gloating just moments before, fell into a deathly silence.

The people who were close by were hit in the face by the stench of blood, and their pupils immediately contracted and they gasped for breath.

That burly man, whose strength was estimated to be among the top in the entire arena, was actually killed instantly...

A sense of absurdity and fear spread through the crowd instantly.

Hisoka's devilish performance was deeply etched into everyone's mind.

With a casual flick of his wrist, Hisoka wiped the blood off the card and continued walking towards Dia as if he hadn't done anything.

Dia smiled and lowered his arms from his chest; he had already given Hisoka a chance.

But since the other party insists on being reincarnated early, there's nothing that can be done...

Click!

A figure that had just reached his chest suddenly blocked Dia's way, startling him.

"Stop! Or I'll shoot!"

Poxon's hands trembled as he pointed the gun at Hisoka, roaring as his pupils dilated violently.

Her body was trembling with fear.

But some kind of instinct drove her to do what she did.

No one knows what she's thinking.

Even she herself didn't know why she was doing something so meaningless.

What am I doing?

Poxon's mind went blank.

What is this supposed to be, protecting Dia?

But Dia is far superior to her; she has no need for her at all...

Suddenly, the image of the gypsy's rambling thoughts flashed through her mind, followed by the bickering and laughing journey she had shared with Dia.

It was clearly just a transaction; he had already admitted he was using me...

But why?

Why did you save me so many times? Why did you bring me into such a wonderful world of Nen abilities? Why did you pull me out of that self-deceiving, mundane daily life...?

Why do you always act as if nothing's wrong and shield yourself behind me? Why are you so attentive in treating my foot? Why do you act as if you understand me so well?

"Can't you just treat me like a used and discarded napkin?!"

Poxon gritted his teeth and gripped the gun in his hand even tighter.

She tried her best to imitate Dia, unleashing all her energy and coiling it around her body to resist Hisoka's terrifying, overwhelming aura...

Chapter 271 Hisoka is also an unripe apple × Finding the man named Dia

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