The Protagonist's Career Starting From Hunter

The hands seem to be like butterflies darting through flowers, leaving one's eyes unable to keep up.

The feet are truly and falsely intertwined, combining reality and illusion, constantly changing.

When Netero's movements change, every time he dodges it is a dangerous and risky move, as if he could easily lose the ball to Bailang with a slight mistake.

But when his movements change, he transforms from a puppet into a real person, suddenly becoming lively and agile, evading Bailang's attempts to steal the ball with ease.

[His movements have become faster? No, it's that he has more techniques, such exquisite techniques that make his movements seem faster..."]

Bailang immediately notices Netero's change.

He is surprised and his eyes light up.

That's how he can display more advanced techniques, only then can I learn more.

Netero's agility does not dampen Bailang's enthusiasm, but instead makes him even more proactive.

Bailang is like a withered sponge, crazily absorbing moisture from Netero.

With each drop absorbed, his movements become smoother.

"It's too fast, I can't see clearly anymore...

At first, Killua was able to catch some of Bailang and Netero's movements, but as time passed, he became more and more dizzy, eventually collapsing on the ground like a deflated ball.

I'm tired, let's leave it at that. I already know that I'm weak.

Time passes slowly.

In the blink of an eye, it has been over three hours.

"That's enough, let's stop here!"

Dodging Bailang's snatch once again, Netero quickly leaps back and stops Bailang who intends to strike again.

Swish!

Bailang, who was originally planning to dive towards Netero, retracts his power upon hearing his words and lands on the ground.

"Huh, is it over?"

At the entrance, although Gon can't see the battle between the two sides on the field, he still watches attentively.

When he sees Bailang reappear, he instantly becomes energized.

"It should be!" Killua also stays, although he was initially discouraged after being heavily beaten, he quickly recovers and, like Gon, pays full attention to the battle on the field, even trying hard to catch Bailang and Netero's movements.

Hearing Gon's voice, he looks at the situation on the field and uncertainly replies.

"What's wrong? Chairman, you don't seem tired. Why stop? I can still hold on!"

Wiping the sweat off his face, after landing, Bailang's breathing is a bit rapid, but his spirits are high and he says with a sense of unfinished business.

"Don't talk nonsense, who said I'm not tired? Can't you see the sweat on my forehead..."

Netero touches the fine sweat on his forehead and explains, gesturing for Bailang to see.

A:...

Alright, he is sweating, but with the amount of sweat you have, it's only at the level of an ordinary person going for a walk.

"So what..." Bailang sighs.

"Of course, it's time to stop. I need to rest!" Netero says naturally.

Indeed, the opponent's talent has amazed him. Even when he displayed more techniques later on, he still couldn't stump the opponent.

But repeating the same thing over and over again is very boring.

At first, I was enthusiastic, but as time went by, my enthusiasm slowly faded away.

"How about another round? I feel like I can snatch the ball right away." Bailang, unwilling to give up, tried his best and looked at the opponent with hopeful eyes.

"Hehe~ I refuse!" Netero said with a smile that didn't reach his eyes.

Snatch the ball? Clearly, he's addicted to stealing techniques, and he can't be bothered to expose the other party.

"Well... alright, then I'll look forward to sparring with you after the Hunter exam, Mr. Chairman." Bailang, who failed to persuade, could only reluctantly accept reality, but he didn't forget to make a final remark.

Netero smirked, "Kid, sparring is not a game. I may not be able to control my strength well, so I might accidentally kill you."

Bailang: What is this, intimidation? Or did he discover my plan to steal techniques and wants revenge?

...Please give me flowers...

Bailang said with a serious face, "You're right, I've thought about it carefully, and maybe I was a bit hasty. How about I postpone our sparring until I'm confident enough, Mr. Chairman?"

Netero looked at the other party speechlessly.

This kid is so bold one moment and so timid the next.

He didn't know what to say anymore.

...Do as you wish, anyway, I'm still young and strong, I should be able to wait until the day you come to challenge me." Netero casually hit the ball and said indifferently.

Bailang raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Indeed, I think it won't be long before I come to find you, Mr. Chairman."

"Good to see you so confident." Netero stroked his beard and nodded in satisfaction.

Rarely did he encounter someone with the potential to challenge him, so he was very much looking forward to it.

"That's natural. Well, I won't disturb you any longer, continue your game!" Bailang smiled, waved his hand, and turned to walk towards the door.

"You two, keep working hard. I've just helped you exhaust each other's energy, don't waste my efforts and make sure to snatch the ball!" Seeing Bailang leave, Killua and Gon quickly stood up. Bailang first rubbed Killua's head in anger, then encouraged and cheered them on.

"Um... we'll do our best." Gon scratched his head.

Killua, fixing his messed-up hair, had a dead fish expression on his face.

There's no way we can snatch it. The other party was just playing with us earlier.

But he was still angry inside. At least he should treat them like he treated Bailang, using his right hand and left foot.

After caring for the children, Bailang didn't linger and quickly left, happily returning to his own room.

On the way, Bailang felt quite emotional.

Tonight was really fruitful.

Hmm... Menchi too.

Ahem, or maybe Netero.

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