Chapter 224

"He actually accepted?!!" 

Not only were the two guards surprised, but even Leorio, who was munching on a rolled pastry, was taken aback. 

Upon hearing this, he couldn't help but take a closer look at Killua. 

This child seemed different from the average person. 

"Yes?" 

Johnny grinned widely, "The one who will die is you!" 

His twisted smile hadn't faded when suddenly, Killua vanished before his eyes. 

What? 

It was as if a gentle breeze had passed by. 

Johnny's outstretched hand hung in midair, but his stance suddenly became unstable. 

He looked around blankly, only to suddenly feel an emptiness in his chest. 

The strength within his body was rapidly fading. 

Blood began to spread from his left chest, the constant throbbing pain stimulating his nerves. 

Johnny struggled to turn his head, only to see Killua examining something in his hand. 

Thump, thump!! 

It was— 

His heart!! 

Johnny's twisted face gradually turned to one of fear and terror: 

"Give... it back..." 

His outstretched hand trembled, trying to reclaim what was his. 

But? 

Killua gave him a wicked smile and then— 

Splat! 

The perfectly intact heart burst into a brilliant shower of blood, scattering onto the surrounding ground. 

Simultaneously, with this sudden movement, Johnny collapsed onto the ground. 

The entire arena fell into an eerie silence. 

"He... extracted the heart." 

A bead of sweat rolled down Leorio's face as his tongue felt tied, and he instinctively covered his left chest. 

"Luckily, he's on our team." 

Kurapika also felt a sense of relief. 

On the empty arena, Killua once again tucked his hands, which hadn't been stained with a single drop of blood, into his pockets and looked across at the prisoners on the opposite cliff. 

Although the cloaks hid the expressions of the prisoners, if one listened carefully, they could hear the sound of swallowing. 

"Could it be... the candidate Director Lippo mentioned is far beyond expectations, is this child?!" 

Bendot felt an overwhelming sense of disbelief and horror. 

They were acutely aware of how formidable the dismemberment expert Johnny was. 

But such a dangerous figure couldn't withstand even a single move from this child... 

Fortunately!! 

Bendot wore an expression of relief after surviving a disaster. 

Luckily, he had considered that the opponent might also send out their strongest player in the first round to make a strong impression, so he had Johnny go first after careful consideration. 

Otherwise, according to the original plan, if he had gone first, the one lying there with his heart extracted... would have been him!! 

Killua smiled nonchalantly and then began to walk back across the stone bridge. 

As Killua returned, the small display on the wall above the cliff where Morin and his team stood began to change. 

The letter "T" appeared above Morin's team, indicating they had won the first round. 

"Awesome, Killua!" 

Gon praised Killua upon his return, expressing both admiration and excitement, then eagerly looked across at the opponents. 

"I can't lose either! Let me go next!" 

In front of the screen, Lippo bit into a macaron, staring blankly at the images on the screen. 

"The technique was clean and swift, extracting Johnny's heart in an instant..." 

Not only Lippo, but also the two prison guards behind him were shocked by Killua's skills. 

"Young people these days really shouldn't be underestimated. His killing technique seems more practiced than mine as a bounty hunter." 

Lippo gazed at Killua's figure on the screen, "Such a technique... why does it feel so similar to that family?" 

"Is it just my imagination, or does that boy really come from that family?"

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"Chairman Netero must have detailed information, right?" 

"We'll have to take a good look then... Who would've thought there were hidden talents among these candidates." 

Lippo swallowed the donut in his mouth. 

"I wonder if this green-clad, spiky-haired kid with a hat will be as abnormal as that silver-haired child... Speaking of which, with hair like a hedgehog, how does the hat even stay on?" 

On the empty arena, Gon stretched slightly and looked across at the opposite cliff. 

"So, who's coming up for this round?" 

"I agree, Morin should take this round! Given the chance, none of you are any good!" 

The remaining four prisoners glanced at each other, none making a move. 

Though silent, they could all sense each other's intentions. 

"You go!" "Why don't you go?!" 

No way, these prisoners were all cautious about their lives. Though eager to reduce their sentences, they weren't about to rush to their deaths. 

Initially, seeing a kid in the lineup, they thought it would be an easy target. 

Who would've thought the first silver-haired child would so easily take down their strongest dismemberment expert, Johnny. 

And now, with this spiky-haired kid stepping up, who knew if he would be as abnormal as the silver-haired one?! 

One wrong move, and they might lose their lives!! 

They would rather endure over a hundred years of imprisonment than commit suicide, showing they didn't want to die. 

At this moment, seeing the prisoners reluctant to step up, the spirited Leorio couldn't contain himself. 

"Hey! Are you stalling to waste our time?!" 

"If you don't send someone out, it counts as our win, right? Examiner, we need an explanation!!" 

Just as Leorio finished speaking, the arguments among the prisoners grew louder. 

"Sedokan, you're up!" 

Bendot directly named him, leaving no room for refusal for the prisoner called Sedokan. 

"But I don't know how to fight!!" 

"Who said you need to fight?! Can't you see that kid's naive face? Can't you use your best tricks to fool him?!" 

The crisp sound of handcuffs hitting the ground echoed, and Sedokan could only shrug helplessly, taking off his blue cloak. 

With things said this far, Sedokan could only bite the bullet and step up. 

Short in stature, with no visible muscle, Sedokan's features were much more delicate than Bendot or Johnny's. After removing his cloak, he flamboyantly slicked back his greasy, flowing hair. 

Then, as expected, he pulled out two candles of different lengths and began discussing the rules and details of the match with Gon. 

Everything else remained unchanged, except— 

"Which candle will you choose?" 

When Sedokan gave Gon the choice, Gon looked at the toy doll in his left hand: 

"Which candle should I choose?" 

"Choose the long candle in his back pocket." 

"Back pocket?" 

Gon looked up, "Um, Mr. Sedokan, could you take out the long candle from your back pocket?" 

Sedokan: "..." 

He had prepared four candles: two normal ones tucked behind him, and the two in his hands, both tampered with. 

The plan was to throw the problematic candle to Gon after he made his choice. 

This way, whether Gon chose the long or short one, it would be a tampered candle, while Sedokan would quickly switch back to the normal ones behind him. 

Thus, he would lose the match quickly. 

But unexpectedly, that toy doll in Gon's hand accurately identified his backup plan. 

Sedokan, with no choice, followed the instructions of the "Guiding Angel" and threw the normal long candle to Gon. 

He was left with the normal short candle. 

And so, as the two candles burned, the result was indisputable. 

Gon easily won the match. 

Sedokan's tricks and illusions were of no use at all... 

"Beep?" 

The display on the wall, which originally showed a 1, changed to a 2, indicating Morin's team had won two rounds. 

Thus, the five-member team reached match point. With just one more win, they could pass this stage and continue downward. To ensure a complete victory in this round... 

"Morin, you're up!" 

Leorio clenched his fists, unable to hide his joy. 

"If you go, with your skills, there's no doubt we'll win!" 

In Leorio's eyes, if Morin stepped up, victory was assured, and this round was in the bag! 

"Yes, I also agree Morin should take this round." 

Kurapika also looked at Morin, a smile appearing on his face.

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