Hunter X Hunter: The Strongest Corpse Touch

Thus, without the half-time transition, after more than an hour, Ron stretched himself and walked outside.

And when Ron took action, Thatcher, who had been holding the sword and closed his eyes to rest his mind, slowly opened his eyes and walked out without saying a word.

It's time for the two to compete.

"The next ones to play are the world-class martial arts school, the head of the Subai school, the owner of the 'slaying sword' Thatcher! And the strong rise in the past year, easily defeating the opponent with just one blow to end the game, The origin of the man is completely a mystery, the owner of the 'mysterious guest' Ron!"

The commentator girl was doing exaggerated commentary actions, and at the same time, there were highlights of the past two games on the big screen.

Afterwards, the screen split into two, and a photo of Ron and Thatcher facing each other appeared on the screen, separated by a fiery dividing line in the middle, and two large letters "VS" appeared in the middle of the photo.

"Are you coming?"

Bisji and the others in the auditorium cheered up, and they all stared at the entrance of the passage, and Ron who came out of it.

In the dedicated waiting room of the Sky Arena, Netero held a teacup in both hands, watched Ron walking towards the ring on TV, and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

In another room.

"Wow~"

The set pyramid playing cards collapsed, but Hisoka didn't care at all, his narrow eyes fixed on Ron in the picture, and Machi watched quietly beside him.

In the Republic of Bretolia, in a small room in Kukulu Mountain.

"I put most of my wealth on you, I must win the championship! Otherwise I will kill you, bastard!!"

A somewhat nervous, handsome fat man who was only sixteen years old watched the 360-degree video with no dead ends, kept filling his mouth with snacks, and heard that someone passing by was making an escape plan The silver-haired meow shivered.

In a slightly dilapidated room in the distant Aizhen Continent, Chrollo propped his chin with his hands, watching the picture on the TV with deep eyes.

A certain city in the northeast corner of the Eurubian continent.

Wearing a fur savage suit and with hair like a lion's mane, Uvogin burped after eating, pushed aside the pile of plates, picked up a thick toothpick and cast it, looking at the store The only TV, casually said to Nobunaga beside him:

"Is this guy our new No. 8 member? Should he be younger than Shalnark Machi? Is he really strong?"

"If you are heard by Machi, you will have to hang you on a tree for three days and three nights." Nobunaga Chahama, who was dressed as a samurai and had a knife on his waist, complained first, and then continued:

"It is said that it is very strong, and its speed is no less than that of Feitan."

"Oh? As fast as Feitan?"

Hearing that, Uvogin became a little interested, and his thoughts of going out to do things were suspended. He leaned back on the sofa and began to concentrate on watching the game on the court.

This made the boss, who was secretly crying in his heart, feel even more desolate. Looking at the stack of plates higher than the mountain and the storefront where there was no one else except those two people, he couldn't help crying in his heart.

In a small town far away from this city~

"Is this the guy? Said to be a new member who is already faster than me?"

On the street, Feitan stood outside an electrical appliance store, watching the scene of the martial arts competition played on the sold TV, squinting his eyes and said.

At the same time, he couldn't help rubbing his hands in the cloak.

"If Machi said it, it should be right, it seems that you have a competitor, Feitan!"

Phinks, who was wearing a tracksuit, didn't care about his companion's mood at all, and said gloatingly.

"Hmph, when we meet, I will have a good discussion with him!"

Under the attention of many people, Ron slowly walked onto the arena, and walked to the center of the ring with Thatcher who was opposite him.

The stage of the Olympia martial arts competition is reserved for the contestants, even the referees cannot stand on the ring.

The way to tell the winner is very simple, one is to let the opponent admit defeat, and the other is to make the opponent lose the ability to fight.

There are many ways to make the opponent lose the ability to fight, such as knocking the opponent out, crippling the opponent, or...killing the opponent.

Under such a simple and clear rule mechanism, there is no need for referees to give scores.

Everyone present and the audience in front of the TV are all the best referees.

Therefore, in the announcement of the start of the game, the most enthusiastic shouts sounded in the stadium.

"Are you the head of Subailiu's family?"

Looking at Thatcher, who was looking at him warily at a distance, Ron suddenly asked such a well-known question.

"What do you want to say?"

Thatcher slowly drew out his ancestral sword, with amazing thoughts scattered on it.

"It's nothing, but I feel that this battle will become much more interesting."

Ron smiled, and then assumed a posture that Thatcher was all too familiar with.

"Xinyuanliu disciple, Ron, please enlighten me from the head of the Subailiu."

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