Razor said word by word: "Don't show mercy!!"
Boom!!
The surging aura and bloodlust almost blew the entire stadium away!!
"Such a terrifying bloodlust…"
The aura and bloodlust that Razor showed also caused most of the people present to have a drastic change of expression.
These people also included Razor's own men.
The pirates wearing clown hats were all panicked and hurriedly found a place to hide.
The fat man, Bopobo, a death row convict, even held his head with both hands, crawled under the boxing ring, and shivered with his big butt sticking out.
He stayed here for a long time, enjoying the long-term comfort and the peace that he gradually forgot the brutal look Razor had when he was taken out of the prison.
He even had some thoughts flashing in his mind from time to time. If they all came together, they might be able to take down Razor.
Then find a small boat, leave this damn place, and go out to have a good time.
Those were just fantasies in his mind; he had not yet put them into action.
Now, after feeling Razor's bloodlust head-on…
Bopobo suddenly felt that staying here was actually a wise decision.
At least if he was honest here, he didn't have to worry about his life…
The pirates hid aside and also shivered.
On the faces of Tsezguerra and others, sweat was dripping constantly.
"Such bloodlust, he is worthy of being the creator of such a huge game…"
Tsezguerra was shocked.
He had always thought that after being a professional hunter for decades, his strength was among the top figures, even in the Hunter Association.
Even with the top hunters in the association, the Zodiac Twelve selected by Chairman Netero himself, he felt that he could have a chance.
But now…
"Sure enough, these powerful Nen users are more terrifying than each other…"
Tsezguerra was shocked and alert, and he put away the arrogance and unrealistic ideas in his heart.
Even he was like this, not to mention others.
Milluki and Binolt took a few steps back.
Milluki himself was not combat-type personnel, and Binolt was just average level.
Naturally, the two had no resistance.
Others were barely holding on and resisting under this pressure.
Until…
"I remember that Ging also captured many convicts to help him complete some tasks…"
Lan slowly stepped forward, and at the same time, he exuded the same momentum to compete with Razor and offset the pressure from the other party.
"It is very common for professional hunters to hire those death row prisoners with absolute obedience as a condition."
Lan walked to Gon and patted him on the shoulder.
"Yes, I belong to this kind of people."
Razor's smile did not diminish at all: "And the person who hired me was Ging."
"So, facing his child, I will never show mercy."
The convicts hired by Ging…
Gon looked at Razor again as if he wanted to get to know him again.
"The guy who can be valued and hired by Ging…"
Gon slowly said: "Then, he must be a good person!"
Gon's eyes were particularly firm.
This is his 100% belief and opinion of Ging.
"A good person…"
Razor seemed to smile even happier when he heard this answer. He looked at Gon's bright and determined eyes: "Sure enough, you and your father are both guys cut from the same mold…"
He said so, but the aura he released did not restrain at all. Instead, it gradually gathered around him and condensed into several strange humanoid creatures.
Swish!
Seven figures appeared around Razor. All of these figures stood on the ground, and each of them wore a clown hat.
At the same time, there are corresponding numbers printed on their chest and head.
"I have already chosen…"
Razor held the ball in one hand: "The first match is my sports event."
"Eight-on-eight dodgeball!"
"Now, choose your players."
Razor and fourteen devils…
This is not just about the rules of this game.
It also shows Razor's personal Nen ability.
Seven humanoid Nen beasts were directly released.
And these are far from Razor's limit.
It is estimated that he can summon up to 14 humanoid Nen beasts at most, and these humanoid Nen beasts have agile speed and powerful strength; at the same time, these humanoid Nen beasts can merge with each other to increase their individual combat power.
This is a very straightforward and simple ability that uses a Nen beast as its own ability, a benchmark ability of the Emission type.
But the more ordinary the ability is, the more it can be tempered to extraordinary effects.
This is something that only Razor, an Emission-type master, can do, not to mention that he is also responsible for the emissive systems on the entire island.
Razor's power cannot be described in words. He just used the most powerful power he can currently use.
"I declare in advance that I will use an ordinary ball, but I will definitely pour aura into it…"
Razor chuckled as if he had regained his ordinary smile: "The power should be about the same as the aura bomb."
"So, who are you going to send out to compete with me?"
Razor's aggressiveness was not concealed at all.
When he finished speaking, it was destined that he would definitely adopt a swift and fierce fighting style.
And just as he said, there would be absolutely no mercy.
"I want to play!!"
Gon said without hesitation that he would be the first person to play on the court.
"What about you? Killua, Biscuit?"
He turned his head and looked at his companions.
"Idiot, what are you asking about?"
Killua, who had just quarreled with Milluki, knocked on Gon's head directly: "Of course, we have to stand in the same front with you!"
Biscuit didn't say anything but smiled and spread her hands; she expressed her intention to participate.
"Add the four of us…"
Tsezguerra stood up, and the three team members following behind him also stood after him.
"Although our strength may not be as good as Razor, with our experience and judgment, we should be able to help in this dodgeball game."
Tsezguerra's words were humble.
But in front of Razor, no matter how strong they are, they can only be considered barely okay.
Except…
"If you count me, there are exactly eight of us."
Lan stepped forward and stood in front of the group.
Binolt quietly stepped aside.
The level of this battle has long exceeded his level.
Now, he is no different from the group of idiot rookies next to him who were relieved and kept saying, we will never.
They are all insignificant guys.
On the contrary, Milluki…
"I will cheer for you!!"
Milluki was very decisive and took the computer and sat in the corner of the room.
He also pointed the camera at the entire venue: "I will record the entire process of the game."
"Even if you lose the game in the end, I will provide you with a reference for this game so that you can deal with them next time, find weaknesses, analyze the situation, and seek opportunities for victory!"
Thank you so much!!
If you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all!!!
Killua squinted his eyes and wanted to curse at Milluki.
The others have already warmed up and are ready to go on the field.
So, on Lan's side, there are Gon, Killua, Biscuit, and the four Team Tsezguerra.
There are exactly eight people against Razor and the number one to seven Nen beast at his side.
"Let me explain the rules…"