HxH : Pokemon Master-Chapter 65: Breaking Through the Trick Tower!

Watching Akira calmly pass through each choice on the monitor, Lippo revealed a cunning smile, thinking to himself.

"It was true that the "Trick Tower" housed many serious criminals, but the vast majority were ordinary people who hadn't mastered Nen. And this prisoner from Cell Zero was the only Nen user here!"

"Although not exceptionally strong, he could still be considered a skilled fighter outside. If it weren't for the fact that this prisoner's Nen ability was special, lacking offensive capabilities, and his mental issues made him difficult to utilize, he wouldn't have been imprisoned here but in a specialized Nen user prison."

Now, facing the renowned Akira, this prisoner from Cell Zero was the strongest opponent Lippo could find!

Before long, Akira and the others arrived at a checkpoint that played a significant role in the storyline. Akira and his companions were in a small tunnel, where they could see a platform in the middle outside, along with a large screen used for timing.

The area around the platform was a bottomless void, and falling would mean certain death for an ordinary person. They could also see a few people on the opposite side, all dressed in black robes, making it hard to discern their features.

"Now appearing before you are prisoners from this prison."

"They are also the examiners appointed by the review committee!"

"Next, you will engage in one-on-one battles with these five individuals. Each person can only fight once, and the battle methods are unrestricted. The side with the most victories wins!"

Killua, with his hands behind his head, said nonchalantly.

"Looks like we only need to win three matches to pass. Seems pretty easy." From Killua perspective, born into the professional assassin family—the Zoldycks—none of these people would be a match for him.

If it were just the original group of people, he could have confidently said so.

Unfortunately, due to someone malicious manipulation, the difficulty their team faced would increase significantly!

At the same time, Lippo added a rule: as long as the prisoners delayed the examinees for an hour, they could reduce their sentence by one year.

Only then did Killua take it seriously. Winning wasn't a problem for him, but if the opponent deliberately prevented someone like Leorio from surrendering, forcing a delay, there would be no way around it.

As he spoke further, Lippo unconsciously quickened his pace. His tone was filled with intense anticipation, as if he couldn't wait to see something.

"Alright, I'll go first. Who will you send?" A muscular, scarred man from the opposite side spoke up, looking like a tough guy. This was Bendot, a robber and murderer, with a 199-year sentence.

In the original plot, this was where "Tonpa the Great" made his appearance. With an air of confidence, Tonpa volunteered to step forward, even earning a moment of respect from Leorio. But what happened next confirmed Leorio initial judgment.

As soon as Tonpa stepped up, he immediately knelt down, shouting "I surrender" multiple times before the opponent even touched him.

The first round was thus easily won by the opponent, and everyone saw through Tonpa true nature. Moreover, Tonpa himself admitted it—he was a jerk who took pleasure in obstructing examinees. The annual Hunter Exam was his lifelong passion.

Now, Akira had taken Tonpa place, and the one facing Bendot was—Killua!

Killua was worried that the burly man might delay as he feared, so he decided to step up himself. Although Leorio didn't think Killua was that impressive, he understood the principle of "trading pieces."

Before Killua went up, Leorio repeatedly told him to surrender if things looked bad. "Trading" one of their strong opponents wasn't a loss!

What followed was Killua putting on a stunning "heart-piercing" performance. It was an eye-opener for everyone, especially Leorio, whose jaw nearly hit the floor.

The subsequent events unfolded just like in the original story, with Gon winning against Sedokan, who held a candle.

Now they had won two rounds in a row!

Akira and the others only needed one more win to pass this stage.

Lippo was so anxious that he couldn't even eat his biscuits, visibly on edge. He had gone to great lengths to summon Zero, and now he feared Zero might not even get a chance to appear.

In his desperation, he almost wanted to shout into the microphone, directly calling Zero to the stage. But he hesitated, knowing that he had already overstepped by altering the test content and adding Zero, who didn't meet the rules.

If he were to directly order Zero to step up, he might face serious consequences...

Fortunately, even though Lippo didn't speak, the prisoners understood the gravity of the situation. It was time to send their most reliable person to turn the tide.

So, the prisoners all turned their gaze toward the depths of the tunnel, where a figure lurked in the shadows.

"Hehehe, alright then, I'll stretch my limbs a bit!" Feeling the weight of their stares, Zero grinned, letting out a low, indistinct chuckle that sent shivers down their spines.

It had been too long since he last enjoyed the thrill of bloodshed, and he could barely contain himself!

With that, Zero strode onto the stage, releasing his Nen aura, creating an overwhelming pressure!

Under the overwhelming malevolent aura, not only the nearby prisoners but even Akira and his companions across the way could clearly sense it.

Their expressions changed abruptly, and the smiles that had been on their faces vanished without a trace... Killua reaction was the most severe, as he suddenly retreated backward like a startled silver-haired cat.

"Oh?"

Seeing the situation take an unexpected turn, Akira lips curled slightly. This was getting interesting...

The opponent who had stepped forward was clearly a Nen user, and judging from the intensity of this aura, not a weak one at that.

There was no such character in the original work!

"I'll take this one."

With an intrigued smile on his face, Akira walked onto the stage, leaving a sentence behind.

Under the overwhelming release of malevolent energy, Gon and the others found it difficult to even speak, just staring blankly at Akira back.

"You're not bad, huh? You can still move under the pressure of my malevolent energy. Are you a Nen user too...?"

"Then I'm going to enjoy this thoroughly!"

Seeing Akira casually stroll up, the smile on his face only irritated Zero even more. Without hesitation, he tore off his black robe, revealing his true appearance beneath.

At the same time, he concentrated all the malevolent energy toward Akira, freeing the others from its influence.

When Akira saw the face beneath the robe, his pupils couldn't help but contract sharply!

What is this?!

"What is this? No mistake, that face... That's Wrath from The Seven Deadly Sins?"

At first, Kurapika was certain it was Wrath, speaking with absolute conviction. But then he suddenly remembered—didn't Wrath die at Akira hands? His tone became uncertain.

Who exactly was this person?

The man who appeared before Akira and the others looked exactly like the deceased Wrath! This man had red hair, a ferocious face, and a muscular build—it all looked so similar.

Did... Wrath get resurrected ??

Akira couldn't help but wonder as he looked at Zero, who was identical to Wrath.

After a moment, Akira stopped pondering whether it was a resurrection and simply used his encyclopedia ability to find out.

Name: Dust

Strength: C+

Nen Ability: I'm the Imitation Master, Specialist Type.

Can lock onto a target and imitate them. The more of the target's blood obtained, the more accurate the imitation, and the longer the duration. Each target can only be imitated once per month, with each imitation lasting half an hour.

Akira didn't even know what to say.

This guy Nen ability was the most useless Specialist ability he'd ever seen.

Other Specialist Nen users, like Chrollo, Kurapika, or even himself—which one wasn't more powerful than this ability? If imitating someone allowed you to use their Nen ability, that would be pretty good, with a lot of potential.

The problem was, this guy could only imitate appearances... It offered no help in combat at all! And there were so many restrictions—needing the target blood, only being able to imitate once a month, and lasting only half an hour.

Of course, it wasn't completely useless. If used to imitate ordinary people in high-ranking positions, it might have some unique effects. It was just unclear why this ability hadn't been utilized properly.

Akira glanced at Dust, who seemed to have something wrong with his brain, grinning foolishly and thinking he had scared Akira stiff...

So he's an idiot... Now it makes sense.

At this moment, Dust was still basking in his own pride.

After all, obtaining Wrath blood from The Seven Deadly Sins wasn't an easy task. Back then, he got lucky and happened to witness Wrath fighting someone equally strong. After Wrath left, he secretly collected the blood.

It seemed that luck was only borrowed and had to be returned soon. Before he could even use the guise of Wrath to do anything, he was arrested by the Hunter Association for his previous crimes.

"Hey, hey, hey, is this for real? I thought Wrath was already killed by Akira! So who is this guy?!"

Leorio was drenched in cold sweat, his expression tense as he whispered to Kurapika beside him, his voice involuntarily lowered due to the intensity of the situation.

Kurapika didn't respond, his brows furrowing slightly as he looked at the figure of "Wrath" ahead with a hint of confusion. Reason told him that Wrath couldn't possibly be here, yet the overwhelming aura of dread was undeniably real...

"Kid, are you too scared to move? I am Wrath of the Seven Deadly Sins, hahahaha!" Dust stood with his hands on his hips, laughing maniacally.

He reveled in moments like this, where he could intimidate others by borrowing someone else's fearsome reputation.

"Oh? You're Wrath?"

"I heard that Wrath of the Seven Deadly Sins is already dead."

Akira, with his hands in his pockets, spoke with a hint of amusement.

In his eyes, Dust was nothing more than a clown jumping around. He never expected to encounter a Nen user who could mimic others, and of all people, they chose to mimic Wrath, who had recently died at his hands.

Huh? Wrath is dead?

Hearing this, Dust face stiffened. He had been in prison for quite some time and had no access to outside news.

For a moment, he wasn't sure whether Akira was telling the truth or not. But he couldn't show weakness now. If the other side wasn't intimidated, he might not be able to win.

Dust imitated Wrath mannerisms, grinning fiercely while gathering most of his Nen energy into his fist. At first glance, it really did seem convincing.

"Kid, you think I'll just believe you? Did you kill Wrath or something?"

As he spoke, Dust raised his fist, ready to charge at Akira. He wanted to make this kid feel true fear!

"It really wasn't me who killed him..." Before Dust expression could relax, he heard Akira next words.

Akira smirked disdainfully, standing still as he pointed a finger in front of himself, saying meaningfully.

"It was it that killed him!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, strands of yellow sand suddenly appeared out of thin air on the challenge platform, accompanied by a blinding flash of white light.

The light appeared and disappeared just as quickly. Beneath it, a heavy iron tower was revealed.

Dust pupils contracted sharply, as if he had seen something truly terrifying. His forward movement came to an abrupt halt.

His body seemed to be under control, trembling uncontrollably, yet he couldn't escape! Reflected in his eyes was a massive steel beast radiating an aura of pure savagery!

It was Tyranitar!

"ROAAAAAR!!!"

With a domineering roar, a surge of orange-red Nen energy enveloped Tyranitar right arm. In the next moment, an attack that seemed capable of shattering everything came crashing down from above Dust!

Fighting-type skill—Focus Punch!!!

The overwhelmingly powerful attack tore through the air, causing the surrounding atmosphere to shift violently. Time seemed to freeze in that instant, and Dust could clearly smell the scent of death.

In his final moments, his peripheral vision caught Akira mocking smile, and his heart was filled with endless regret.

Bro, you really killed Wrath?!?!

At this moment, Tyranitar fist was so close to him that no matter what he said, it was already too late.

A Nen beast of this intensity would not only crush the wrath of "The Seven Deadly Sins," but even a being several times more powerful would likely be no match for it!

In that case, "dying under the fist of this Nen beast doesn't seem like a bad deal, does it?"

"BOOM!!!"

At that moment, in a dark corner of the Trick Tower, Hisoka, as if sensing a certain presence, suddenly halted his steps, his eyes gleaming with a sharp light.

"Is that the Nen beast..." Hisoka eerie words echoed in the surroundings.

Tyranitar devastating strike not only ended Dust life but also left a massive crater in the entire platform! Countless small rocks scattered in all directions, while clouds of dust filled the air. ƒrēenovelkiss.com

Strangely, although the platform was almost completely destroyed, the spot where Akira stood remained perfectly intact.

Looking at Dust, who had been reduced to powder, Akira rested his chin on his right hand and mused.

"In a way, you're more impressive than Wrath... Hmm... You died faster in battle than he did."

Tyranitar punch not only altered the terrain but also terrified those on both sides. The prisoners frantically ran deeper into the cave, fearing that a single glance from Akira would reduce them to ashes.

Kurapika and the others stared wide-eyed at the scene before them, struggling to comprehend the disaster-like spectacle.

Lippo, hiding behind the monitor, shared the same expression. Feeling the overwhelming, world-destroying aura of Tyranitar, he couldn't even hold his biscuit steady.

"Such presence... It's probably reached that level, hasn't it?" Lippo stared intently at the towering and formidable Tyranitar on the screen, muttering to himself.

Now, just like Dust earlier, he no longer had any doubts about Akira killing Wrath...

Just as Lippo thought the matter had come to an end, Akira made another move that left him stunned.

Akira turned his gaze toward the direction of the monitor, a faint smirk curling at the corner of his lips.

"I was wondering why an opponent of this level appeared in the Hunter Exam. Now I understand..."

"It's your doing, isn't it?!"

To Lippo, Akira smile looked like a demon crawling out of hell. Especially with Tyranitar standing behind him, continuously releasing an intense aura of malice!

"You like to play games, huh? I'll just dismantle your toys!"

With that, Tyranitar gathered an enormous amount of Nen energy in its arms and began relentlessly pounding the ground!

"BOOM! BOOM! BOOM..."

Within moments, an extremely deep hole appeared, but Tyranitar showed no signs of stopping!

Seeing this, a sense of foreboding flashed through Lippo mind...

"No way, is he going to...?"

Under Tyranitar violent, demolition-like actions, the entire "Trick Tower" began to shake as if struck by an earthquake. Many examinees felt the sudden and drastic changes.

"What's going on? An earthquake?" A bald ninja, sensing the danger, quickly clung to a nearby stone pillar.

As the shaking continued, layers of dust fell from the ceiling onto his shiny, bald head.

"Click, click, click."

Walking through the long, dim corridor, Illumi couldn't help but stop shaking his head as he felt the unrestrained aura. He was already considering whether he should make a quick exit.

In his view, something unexpected had happened during the Hunter Exam.

According to the principles of the Zoldyck family, the best choice now was to leave immediately!

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