The Protagonist's Career Starting From Hunter

The calm gaze looked down at the other person.

"But your speed is still not fast enough!"

Continuous rapid movements and evasions did not disturb Bailang's breathing at all. On the contrary, he spoke casually with a light and indifferent tone.

"Damn it!!"

Looking at Bailang, who had fallen on his left foot, Hanzo shouted in fear. He immediately raised his right arm like a spear, gathered his legs, and swiftly punched Bailang.

Before Hanzo's fist had swung halfway, he was struck by a fierce chop to the back of his neck.

It was Bailang.

He had taken advantage of Hanzo's leg gathering and swiftly landed beside him, then chopped at the back of his neck with a knife-hand strike.

Of course, Bailang controlled the strength of the strike. After all, this match was not about killing the opponent to win.

Thud!!

Although Bailang had held back his knife-hand strike, the force contained within was still too much for Hanzo to handle. His eyes rolled back, and his body uncontrollably fell to the ground, almost losing consciousness.

Looking at the fallen Hanzo, Bailang wasted no time. He immediately pressed his right knee on Hanzo's spine and grabbed both of his arms, lifting them up.

"Ah!!!"

Bailang's action not only lifted Hanzo's upper body but also caused him intense pain, making him unable to help but let out a scream.

"Alright, don't be stubborn. Surrender quickly. Your strength is actually quite excellent. You just lack an opportunity. So don't disappoint your sister because of a momentary stubbornness," Bailang advised Hanzo, who was struggling.

Gritting his teeth, Hanzo stopped the continuing screams and did not say anything.

Clearly, as a ninja, he, like Killua, had undergone the most rigorous and even cruel training. His ability to endure pain and his willpower were both outstanding.

Seeing that Hanzo did not respond and even stopped struggling, Bailang furrowed his brows and raised Hanzo's arms to a higher position.

Creak!!

Hanzo's shoulders made a sound of being unable to bear the weight, as if his arms could break at any moment.

Cold sweat quickly poured out from his whole body, especially his face, where it flowed like rain.

Hanzo's face turned red and purple, and blood oozed out from his tightly clenched teeth, flowing from his mouth.

"The difference in strength is too great. Hanzo may be excellent, but compared to Bailang, it's like heaven and earth..." Kurapika looked at the scene in the field, staring intently and silently thinking to himself.

"With this kind of pressure, even if Hanzo's physical fitness far surpasses an ordinary person, it won't be long before his arms are broken, or even disabled." Leorio, who had some understanding of medical skills, couldn't help but say.

"Indeed, so the best method now is to surrender quickly. But judging from the situation, Hanzo probably won't give up that easily." Killua, who had studied the human body, nodded slightly.

"If it were me, what would I do? Surrender? No, I definitely wouldn't surrender..." Gon furrowed his brows, putting himself in Hanzo's shoes and pondering deeply.

Cold sweat dripped down. Baderol, the oldest among the nine examinees, couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat off his face.

Too fast.

Not only Bailang, even if it's Hanzo, the speed that the opponent just burst out with is extremely difficult for him to capture.

So what exactly is going on with this Hunter Exam, why are there so many monsters?

"Although he's quite resilient, the ultimate victory will definitely belong to Bailang, our team. The next match should be Hanzo against Gon. If Hanzo is not seriously injured, it should be impossible for Gon to defeat him with his strength. Then, the match after that will most likely be me against Gon."

Having witnessed the battle between Bailang and Illumi, Pengsi naturally can't help but think that there might be variables in this fight. She has already started thinking about the matches that will follow.

"You still refuse to admit defeat? Seriously, you're making me annoyed."

"Although I can't kill you, I can break your bones, sever your tendons, or even directly cut off your limbs. As long as you're not dead, it doesn't count as a violation."

"Besides, even if I accidentally kill you, 'with my strength, I can participate in the Hunter Exam at least ten more times!'"

While Bailang continued to speak, Hanzo remained silent, wearing a helpless expression on his face. But the words he spoke were chilling.

Silence. Hanzo still maintained his silence.

This result made Bailang raise an eyebrow involuntarily.

Although this guy couldn't defeat Gon in the original work, his willpower is quite remarkable.

Hmm... Perhaps he couldn't defeat Gon because of the protagonist's aura.

"Not bad. I always thought you were just a comedic character, but I didn't expect you to be tough. Well, considering your impressive willpower, I'll give you a chance."

After thinking for a moment, Bailang released his grip on Hanzo's arms and also stepped back, moving away from him.

Swoosh!

He leaped forward.

Although Bailang's previous pressure caused significant pain and even some damage to Hanzo's arms, now that he had gained his freedom, he immediately reacted, enduring the pain and quickly creating distance between them.

"Why did you let me go?" Hanzo looked at Bailang with a puzzled expression, his arms hanging down.

Bailang shrugged and said, "Why do we need so many 'whys'? Maybe I just feel that you're a good person, so I want to see if there's another way to make you surrender."

Hanzo felt puzzled in his heart but still said, "Although I'm glad to have your recognition, I won't easily surrender."

"I know, that's why I'm trying a different approach!" Bailang smiled slightly and then extended his right hand towards Hanzo.

"Like this!!!"

Boom!

Terrifying malice seemed to surge out from Bailang's outstretched right hand like a violent wind, instantly enveloping Hanzo amidst the chaotic air.

Crack!

The air distorted, and the ground cracked.

The terrifying malice caused Hanzo's hair to stand on end, his pupils contracted, and he felt as if he were being oppressed by a heavy object. He immediately fell to his knees.

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