"Okay, Killua, calm down…"
Gon could only put on a bitter smile and mediate the situation between the two of them.
He was already used to the brothers' daily interactions.
What's more… what Milluki said was indeed the truth.
Swoosh!!
When Killua and Milluki were arguing.
In the sky, another beam of light landed here.
"I'm not too late… am I?"
A muffled voice sounded, and then Binolt walked out.
At this moment, he had changed into a slightly clean and tidy set of clothes, and his whole temperament no longer appeared that gloomy and weird.
He also no longer looked like a ghost. Although he still looked a little scary, overall, it was much better than before.
"The Blacklist Hunter, Binolt, right?"
For the first one who landed, Tsezguerra didn't know him, and for the second person, he had heard some of his deeds.
"He was obviously a hunter, but he degenerated into a murderer and was later offered a bounty…"
Tsezguerra looked at him calmly: "I didn't expect that he would also enter the game."
He knew Binolt, and his strength was barely okay; he was slightly stronger than the average hunter but not much stronger. Any of the four of them could easily defeat the other party.
However, he was still qualified to be used as a make-up personnel just in case.
"But he could make the fallen murderer, Binolt, come here so obediently, and his behavior was not consistent with the rumors."
Tsezguerra looked at Lan again: "This man must have met Binolt before."
"And he also took certain actions and measures against him so that he had this drastic change.."
Tsezguerra's mind flashed through many thoughts, and his evaluation of Lan was raised to a higher level.
The strength of a person may make other people wary, but if there are other more powerful means, it will definitely make others more fearful of him.
"Okay, since everyone is here, let's go directly."
Tsezguerra took a final inventory and then looked at Lan: "Are you sure we don't need to do some special training for those sports in advance?"
"I'm sure."
Lan chuckled.
Anyway, no matter what the result of the competition is, Razor will come out to clean up the mess later.
He will face Razor and will determine the outcome of the game with the dodgeball match.
"Okay, anyway, your information is as accurate as ever…"
Tsezguerra confirmed again that Lan still has information that he doesn't know and understand.
And it is in line with his previous thoughts, which is indeed correct.
"Sure enough, I still have to cooperate with him."
Tsezguerra was glad that he had made the right choice, and then he took out the Accompany card.
"Use Accompany, Soufrabi!!!"
Whoosh!
The fifteen people in the group turned into beams of light and rushed towards the most difficult level on the island!
The setting sun gradually fell and jumped into the end of the sea.
The night enveloped the stadium at the Soufrabi pier.
At this time, inside the stadium.
"Are they here again?"
After receiving the news, Razor put down the dumbbells in his hand and looked at the fifteen people at the gate with a squinting smile.
"It seems that you have found a good companion this time."
His squinting eyes automatically ignored the five people who made up the numbers, as well as Tsezguerra's group, whom he had already seen before.
First, it was Binolt, and then it was Milluki.
Razor's eyes did not stop for these first two people.
When it came to Killua, his gaze slightly paused.
Then, at Biscuit, his body, which was originally bending over, was straightened.
Until…
"This kid?"
When Razor's eyes fell on Gon, who was also curiously looking around, his heart suddenly sank.
Such a face, such an expression… all give him a very familiar feeling.
"Is it an illusion? No, it really looks like…"
Razor's mind moved slightly, and then his gaze finally landed on Lan.
"Huh?!!"
When his eyes were locked on Lan, Razor's eyes, which had been squinting, just opened a little.
"This man?"
There was already a bit of seriousness in those exposed eyes.
For a master of Razor's level, there is no need to test too much.
Just by looking and observing, one can sense the other party's extraordinariness.
Just like the little girl with blonde hair, she's a first-class strongman.
However, the other party seems to have been affected by Nen's ability, which restrains the strength of her body.
Razor can only judge that the other party is a master, but the specific physical strength cannot be concluded.
However, Razor can feel the strength of the young man standing in front of him with a glance and what kind of explosive power is hidden under the other party's seemingly young appearance.
That is a powerful force for which he cannot even give a specific estimate!!
"It seems that this competition will become much more interesting…"
Razor is smiling; however, because he always has a smile on his face, people can't see it for a while.
But the pirate, who is more familiar with him and has been with him for more than ten years, can vaguely feel Razor's change.
It is different from the gentle side before.
Hidden under the gentle appearance was the fighting spirit that was gradually rising.
The pirates in clown hats subconsciously moved away from Razor.
Others didn't know, but they knew it very well.
Each of them had committed many evil deeds in the outside world, and even most of them had a sentence that was enough to put them to death several times. As their nominal leader, Razor was an out-and-out monster.
Although they seemed to be restrained and obedient now, such means to make them do so were definitely not gentle.
Do these people not want to go out and leave here to have fun outside?
Of course, they do, but they can't.
With Razor here, they can't think of leaving here.
"You all understand the previous rules, right?" Razor showed a very kind smile on his face.
"Yes, as long as we get eight wins, we win."
Gon nodded: "So, which sports events should we start with first?"
"Still boxing!"
At this time, the pirate behind Razor, who has teleportation Nen ability, is ready to put on boxing gloves and go to the ring.
Kess behind Tsezguerra is also ready to go on stage again.
However, it was at this time.
"Wait a minute."
Lan stepped forward and stopped it directly, then he looked at Razor:
"What I understand by eight wins is that one person has to win one round until we win eight times, right?"
Razor: "Yes, that's right."
"In that case…"
Lan chuckled and said: "If we win seven games in a row, then in the eighth game, if I'm not mistaken, you, the leader, will step up to clean up the mess at that time, right?"
Razor also smiled and said: "Since you brought it up, I can tell you that it is indeed the case."
The faces of the people present were still calm; they all knew that this would happen.
As the last big boss guarding the level, Razor must go on stage.
According to Tsezguerra's idea, after Razor goes on stage, they will directly pick one person from the group of hired rookies, refuse to fight him, and admit defeat.
In this way, at most, they will give up a game and win the ninth game.
In this way, they will still win the duel and get the card with a result of eight wins and one loss.
But…
"Will it be so smooth?"
Originally, Tsezguerra had not thought of this, but when Lan brought it up, his heart suddenly moved.
That's right, they can think of bypassing Razor and choose to admit defeat.
Then, as the creator of the game, how could they not consider this result?! Especially when Tsezguerra has already observed and confirmed it.
As the top SS-level card in the game, will things be so simple, and they can achieve their goals as they wish?