It's him!
The sudden upheaval shattered all the clamor.
Clark's severed arm flew up, swept by the wind, plunging into the sea and quickly swallowed by the water.
"Ssss—" Blood spurted... Pariston and Gol were both taken aback as the slash brushed past their shoulders, tearing open the ship's side, leaving a straight cut on the deck.
"Hey ~ hey ~ my ship!" Maxim was sleeping soundly, jolted awake and fell off his chair, seeing through the window—
A stunning chasm stretched from the bow all the way to the side, more exaggerated than a lightning strike!
"Roy Zoldyck..." The blond-haired boy came to his senses, with no trace of a smile on his face.
Gol quickly tore off a strip of cloth to bandage Clark, performing simple emergency treatment. Clark gritted his teeth, glaring angrily at Roy, taking the chance to seal his Acupoints and use [Zetsu] to begin healing.
The boy walked calmly along the chasm the slash had carved, all the fights seemed to halt at that moment, parting to give him space.
He watched Pariston's group quietly, without any emotion.
Pariston pulled his hands out of his pockets and asked calmly: "Why?"
"You know, we don't want to be your enemies, so we've been avoiding you... I believe with your intelligence, you would've figured it out..."
For someone who enjoys hatred, they first end up hating others... this stifling feeling nearly drove Pariston mad, his hands involuntarily wrapped with "Nen".
"Step... step..." Roy walked down the bow, stepping past Kurajing's gaze, walking by the dazed dagger man, arriving near the strange person in a few steps.
The hollow-eyed man's eyes glimmered, stretching his neck to look and snorted: "I didn't ask you for help."
"Shut up! I'll deal with you later!" Roy raised his Staff Blade horizontally, pointing straight at Pariston's throat: "You three come at me together."
His foolish younger brother lacked strength to fight one against three, so let him as the older brother test their quality...
What does he mean?
"He's your family?" Pariston glanced at the strange person Roy was protecting behind him, suddenly realizing... withdrew his "Nen", spread his hands, offering a smile: "Misunderstanding... all misunderstandings... had we known he was your family, we wouldn't have acted..."
It's like a flood sweeping away the Dragon King Temple...
Clark's bleeding stopped at the severed arm, realizing the situation, a wave of blocked blood surged in his heart, almost fainting...
"Another Zoldyck?!"
"For ****'s sake, why didn't you say so earlier, otherwise I wouldn't have attacked you!"
"Calm down, the blood is seeping out again..." Gol patted Clark, coldly observing Roy and Illumi brothers, as Roy boarded the ship... vaguely feeling the pressure infinitely amplify.
Roy held the Staff Blade, raising it without intending to lower it, this had nothing to do with Zoldyck or ordinary humans.
"Since you chose to make a move, you must be prepared for retaliation."
Now to say such things... it's too late!
[Magnetic Force·Oppression·Gravity Blade!]
"Buzz—" The air wrapped around Pariston, Gol, and Clark's limbs in line form!
The three only felt their bodies suddenly heavy, as if struck by a massive rock, their feet "crack", directly pressed into the deck!
Then... a snow-bright blade light and a "Nen Nail", several "coins", aimed at their vitals during that instant they were immobilized.
"I said, I didn't ask you for help!" Illumi dashed towards Clark, purely like a stubborn mule,
Beside him, even faster was Wutong!
The young butler pushed the glasses on his nose, brushing past Roy's shoulder towards Gol, coins raining down from his hand, comparable to bullets...
"Sorry, young master, I can't stand just watching, please understand...."
One... two... "Really know how to cause me trouble..." The slash flew out faster than "Nen Nails", "coins", Roy casually walked towards Pariston,
"Crack... crack..." muffled sounds, the deck lifted, wood chips flying everywhere, blocking "Nen Nails", "coins", but unable to block the slash, brushing past Pariston's ear, heading to the sea, taking away a lock of his blond hair.
"Boom!" The sea surface exploded, forming a whirlpool.
Pariston's eyebrow twitched, clearly feeling the sharpness from the slash, unbuttoned, took off his suit, revealing the white shirt underneath: "Honestly, I don't like fighting people, but... since you won't listen..."
"Clark, Gol, don't hold back, kill!"
The person who could become the Hunter Association's Vice Chairman in the future, was not without determination!
When reason is overwhelmed, "force" must be placed high, to beat the enemy, to pain them thoroughly!
Clark, Gol received the command, resolved in their hearts, regardless of Zoldyck, kill first ask later!
"Nen" flew around, engaging with Wutong, Illumi....
"Bang bang bang..." The sound of clashing blades rang incessantly, Maxim almost fainted from distress... he kept shouting "Careful... my ship... my ship..."
Beside him were the crew and candidates pouring into the captain's cabin in droves, heads down, no one dared to say anything to stop the fight...
Roy lifted the blade, a flourish of sword flower, Nen attached to the sword body, flickering cold light, slicing a piece of wood flying towards him, then glanced, stepping on Great Success "Dark Step" stabbing at Pariston.
"Sun Breathing·Seventh Form·Sunflower Thrust!"
Blade tip friction ignited the air, relying on over a hundred points of Constitution support, Roy's speed of this stab was fast, bringing a sharp wail, in the blink of an eye close to Pariston's heart.
The blond-haired boy squinted his eyes, raised his right hand gently snapping a finger: "Come forth, Chessboard!"
A chessboard of black and white squares swiftly spread out from him as the axis, then heard several horse neighs, "Hee-haw-haw-haw..."
Suddenly from the white squares, eight steeds leapt out, wrapped fully in armor, carrying knights, holding long spears, blocking Roy's path!
'Chessboard... Cavalry... controlling the overall situation... a Nenryoku similar to a strategic game, I should say, fits your style, Pariston'... Eight long spears thrust forward, Roy midway changed stance, altered "stab" to "lift", another move... "Circular Slash"...
The slash entwined with flames, bringing a chilling gleam, severed the long spears along with the knights' grip on those spears... then several raised horse hooves, restrained by the knights' reins, stomped towards Roy!
"My goodness... what am I seeing?"
"Why can the blade catch fire?"
"Why does the body become heavy?"
"Those armored horses... and knights in armor... what are they?"
Blade light and sword shadows constantly flashing in front of their eyes, occasionally a stray "Sword Qi", slashing open the window, barging into the captain's cabin... besides Maxim, everyone shivered, huddled together....
So....
"Is this the true Hunter Exam?"
Kurajing huddled in a corner with no one around, dazedly watching... in his beautiful pupils was only the scene of the youth wielding a Staff Blade slashing out with endless Sword Qi....