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墨書 Inktalez
Majtani and Curarpikt walked up to the central arena one by one, their gazes intertwining in the air, filled with a tense atmosphere about to erupt.
"Up until now, I have only killed 19 people. This number nineteen is my mark, my proof!" Majtani declared confidently, with a sly smile on his face.
He continued excitedly, "But I'm really unhappy with the number nineteen, it's really annoying. Now, I feel incredibly excited."
"Tsk, is this opponent a serial killer?" Leorio grumbled discontentedly, furrowing his brow.
"Only by risking my life can I feel a real thrill. I never fake my acting skills, what I crave is the feeling of blood, pain, and guts." Majtani's voice reveals a kind of crazy desire.
Curarpikt calmly glanced at him and responded firmly, "Then I accept your challenge. The method of competition is up to you."
"Oh, this kid has some guts." Majtani He seemed slightly surprised, as he had expected Curarpikt to hesitate.
"Since you put it that way, then our match will be a fight that won't stop unless the other side admits defeat or dies. How about that?" Majtani He proposed with a hint of a wicked smile.
"I have to warn you in advance, even if you choose to give up halfway, don't expect me to hold back." Majtani Continuing to add, there was a fierce determination in his eyes.
"It's settled then." Curarpikt calmly agreed, showing no hint of hesitation or fear.
Curarpikt took off his coat, took out two small knives from his pocket, held them firmly in his hands, and said lightly, "We can begin." His eyes became as sharp as a knife, and his whole body exuded an imposing momentum that could not be underestimated.
"Is this kid really a fool? Didn't he hear me clearly? Seeing my terrifying appearance, he's not even a bit afraid?" Majtani he couldn't help but think.
However, he quickly noticed the two short knives in Curarpikt's hands. "Wait, there's one more thing I forgot to remind you about." Majtani he suddenly said.
"No matter what, I am still a prisoner after all. The prison rules do not allow us to carry any weapons for the competition." Majtani added.
"Understood." Curarpikt said, and without hesitation, he threw the short knife in his hand to the side.
"Are there any other regulations? If not, can we start?" Curarpikt asked calmly.
Chi, watching the two of them make various tedious preparations before the battle, was almost falling asleep. If it weren't for her ability being limited to controlling only one person at a time, she would have already helped Curarpikt deal with this paper tiger.
"Um, okay," he finally nodded.
He still seemed a bit hesitant, thinking to himself, "This kid must have hidden a weapon, but it doesn't seem like he absolutely needs to use it? It's impossible, I completely can't see through this."
"I guess he must be at a dead end, his mind is already blank, and he can't even imagine how terrifying I can be."
"I even prepared my killer move for them, hidden in my right hand and behind my back." Majtani Laughing inwardly.
"Hey, do you think Curarpikt can handle it? That guy doesn't look easy to deal with," Leorio glanced at Majtani and asked.
"Well..." Killua replied noncommittally, but in his mind he thought, "Difficult to handle? Are you kidding me? That guy is just a paper tiger. I don't think he has the guts to kill, let alone pick a fight."
"I personally don't think there's any major issue with Curarpikt because even though the other party looks very threatening, I didn't feel a hint of chill," Gon said firmly.
"What? What do you mean by that?" Leorio looked puzzled and furrowed his brow in confusion.
"Well, my brother and I feel the same way. That guy is just bluffing." Chi added calmly.
Killua listened quietly, just glanced at Gon and Chi without making any comments.
"Let me show you my skills!" As soon as Majtani finished speaking, he immediately rushed towards Curarpikt like an arrow. He leaped into the air, clenched his fist, and aimed at Curarpikt with all his might.
Curarpikt dodged lightly, but surprisingly, Majtani's punch directly cracked the floor.
"Wow, he can smash the floor just with his fist, that's really powerful," Leorio exclaimed.
At that moment, a spider tattoo suddenly appeared on Majtani's right arm. Curarpikt glanced at it and immediately flashed a look of mixed excitement and anger.
Chi noticed the unusual change in Curarpikt's face and thought to herself, "This guy is finished. He is about to suffer a painful blow, yet he has no idea of the disaster about to befall him."
"That's a tattoo of a spider with twelve legs. Could it be..." Leorio was filled with shock and confusion at the sight of the spider tattoo.
Majtani With a smirk, he felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart: "Haha, see that? Anyone who wants to be a hunter has heard of the most famous and notorious thief group in history, the Phantom Troupe."
"Is it really the Phantom Troupe?" Gon asked in confusion.
"It should be correct, their reputation is really too big. I also heard from Curarpikt that they have steel installed in their bodies, and their fists can shatter boulders. This is a characteristic of the Phantom Troupe," Leorio said confidently.
Majtani continued to feel proud: "Perfect, once I demonstrate both of these qualities at the same time, the other party will definitely lose all fighting spirit."
"How's that? Can't even make a sound now?" Majtani he taunted as he looked mockingly at the silent Curarpikt.
"I am one of the four heavenly kings of the Phantom Troupe Majtani. That punch just now was just a greeting. If you want to surrender now, it's best to say it before I get angry."
But when Majtani looked up at Curarpikt again, he suddenly found that Curarpikt's expression had become extremely terrifying, and his eyes had turned red. Majtani was stunned for a moment: "What's going on?"
"What the... huh?" Before Majtani could finish his sentence, Curarpikt's figure had already disappeared from his sight.
In the next moment, Curarpikt appeared at an astonishing speed, grabbing Majtani's chin with his left hand and raising his right hand as if to deliver a fierce punch.
"Wait...wait, I understand, I was wrong!" Majtani quickly spoke up, but it was already too late.
Curarpikt did not hesitate at all, and fiercely smashed his right fist towards Majtani's face, causing blood to splatter everywhere, drawing an arc in the air.
Curarpikt stared at Majtani with a cold gaze, a slight smirk on his lips: "I'll give you three pieces of advice. First, the real members of the Phantom Troupe each have a unique code in their spider tattoo."
"Second, they would never be so bored as to count how many people they've killed."
"Thirdly, you'd better not mention the words 'Phantom Troupe' for the rest of your life, or I will not hesitate to take your life," said Curarpikt, before turning around and walking back to Gon and the others with a dignified and confident stride.
Leorio looked at Curarpikt with a hint of concern in his eyes: " Curarpikt, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, I'm not injured," Curarpikt replied calmly.
"No, I mean, can I get closer to you?" Leorio asked more directly.
Curarpikt tidied up his messy bangs a bit, and after a moment of contemplation, said, "Even though I know deep down that guy is just a paper tiger, even though my rational mind tells me his spider tattoo is fake, when I see that spider mark, my eyes still involuntarily turn red."
He brushed his bangs again and continued, "And I must tell you, even when I see a regular spider, I lose my composure and my personality undergoes a dramatic change." A rare complex emotion appeared on Curarpikt's face, as if he himself was reflecting on this characteristic.
"Let's try to keep Curarpikt from seeing spiders in the future," Gon said to everyone.
"Okay," everyone nodded in agreement.
On the other side, the prisoners saw Majtani being punched to the ground, showing a disdainful and disappointed expression. One of the prisoners frowned and said, "Hopeless."
"Absolutely useless," another prisoner added with a cold laugh.
A seemingly authoritative prisoner stepped forward, a serious look flashing across his tense face: " Majtani The current situation is still unclear, but fortunately he did not explicitly say 'I surrender.' This means that the outcome of the last game has not been determined. We only have one last chance now, and if we lose again this time, then we're really finished."
"Don't worry, let me handle it this time," another confident prisoner stepped forward, chest puffed out.
Leorio stood in their area, breathed a sigh of relief, and flashed a relaxed smile: "We've won the third round, so I guess we don't need to go on again, right?" He glanced at Gon and Curarpikt next to him, seemingly seeking their agreement.
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