Conan's winery play house

Chapter 177 The hunter exam is about to end

After all candidates have entered the president's room.

The spaceship stopped outside the venue for the final exam.

The candidates disembarked one by one and entered the prepared venue.

Stepping on the cool emerald tiles that are so shiny, the surrounding walls are pink.

The venue was empty, there was nothing.

There are only candidates and examiners.

Aito looked at his surroundings and tilted his head in sudden realization.

This doesn't seem to be the venue for the written exam.

It seems that the final assessment is not a written test.

But regarding the fact that the final assessment is a written test, everyone is just guessing.

Compared to a written test or something like that, this open environment feels more like a fighting place specially prepared for them.

So the final test is combat?

Aito guessed.

"We are ready, let's start the written test!" Leorio urged impatiently.

Bakura and Hanzo are also full of expectations.

"What written test?" President Nitro glanced at them doubtfully.

This glance made the three people unable to control the expressions on their faces.

"Isn't the final assessment a written test?!" Leorio's tone was full of disbelief.

If not, what's the point of him doing cheat sheets for the past three days?

"Who can make a wild guess that the final assessment will be a written test?" President Nitro complained.

Leorio blasted Kuroo, and Hanzo immediately focused on Botero who made the guess.

Botero himself looked away silently.

"The last assessment is a one-on-one elimination system." President Nitro announced.

I brought out a picture with each exam number written on it and lines drawn on it.

Two exam numbers that are connected to each other are probably opponents.

There is only one position at the top of the battle map.

"Two versus two, the winner will continue to fight with the winner. Is there only one winner in the end? It is indeed a hunter exam, it is indeed very demanding." Aito looked at the only position at the top and sighed with emotion.

"No, that's the position of the eliminator. This exam will only eliminate one person. Everyone only needs to win once to pass." President Nitro spoke.

"By the way, if you kill anyone, you will be considered a violation of the rules and will be eliminated immediately." He said, not sure whether it was a warning or a reminder.

Aito looked at the arrangement above. Kurapika will fight Hisoka, Hanzo will fight Gon, Aito will fight Botero, and the loser will continue to fight against other candidates.

"I have a question, what is this arrangement based on?" Killua suddenly raised a question.

"The examiner's impression of you is still the same." Nitro explained simply.

Killua closed his mouth and his expression darkened.

"So, in the first round of the exam, No. 44 Hisoka will face No. 404 Kurapika." A bodyguard-like person wearing black sunglasses and a black suit stood up.

But they are also the examiners of the Hunter Association.

This is a battle that others find very exciting.

It seemed a bit strange to Aito, especially after Hisoka voluntarily admitted defeat, he felt even more strange.

It's really strange that a stronger person would take the initiative to admit defeat.

Could it be that the final exam is not just a test of combat ability, but also a test of other things?

But what is the test of taking the initiative to admit defeat?

"I don't understand." Aito buried his face in Dafu's arms and rubbed him.

Many times there are many things that he doesn't understand.

But he didn't want to admit defeat.

He can obviously defeat his opponent, so why should he admit defeat?

"The moment you decide to admit defeat, it either means you have found the right time to kill the opponent, or it means you are already waiting for death." This is what Brother Kabados taught him.

Admitting defeat is also a means of fighting, lowering the enemy's vigilance and looking for loopholes, but it is also a kind of self-abandonment.

"But there are some people who will never admit defeat. For example, Gin, he will never do such a loss of dignity. That guy is a guy with a strong self-esteem like a wolf, but for some people

For people, dignity is not worth mentioning. For people like me, what about you? Ivy, is your dignity valuable?" Kabados mentioned the gin lightly, gave an objective and high evaluation, and then asked

road.

"What... is dignity?" the white-haired boy asked blankly.

"Hahahahahahahahahaha - this is a wonderful question." Kabados laughed happily at that time.

"Dignify it, it means nothing." He stopped laughing and explained in a soft voice.

Even if dignity means nothing to Aito, he will not give in casually because it is not necessary.

"The second game, Hanzo vs. Jay Fulis." Another strange examiner wearing sunglasses appeared and announced.

This is a one-sided game.

Xiaojie was no match for the ninja. Not long after the fight started, he was knocked to the ground.

Then it became a tug of war.

Hanzo tried to force Gon to admit defeat, and Gon still refused to admit defeat even though he was defeated.

Even though Hanzo held his head down and hit the ground face down, losing his vision, he still didn't give up.

Then Hanzo slapped Gon, who refused to admit defeat, causing him to lose the hearing in one ear.

Xiaojie still didn't admit defeat.

This game gradually turned into a one-sided torture.

Hanzo twisted one of Gon's arms.

The young man lay on the ground, curled up and struggling in pain, but gritted his teeth and refused to admit defeat.

Leorio and Kurapika, who were watching from the sidelines, clenched their fists, and Leorio's gums bled from biting down, filled with anger and hatred for Hanzo's behavior.

Kurapika's green eyes were vaguely red.

The more intense the anger and hatred, the more extreme bright red flaming eyes will be born.

Aito looked at this scene, his blue eyes under his sunglasses were empty and emotionless.

Killing is not allowed in this assessment. Hanzo will not kill, because murderers will be automatically eliminated, and Hanzo is obviously very eager to obtain a hunter's license.

If Aito encountered such a situation, he would not admit defeat, so Xiaojie made the right choice.

Mr. Ninja cannot kill Xiaojie, nor can he get the result of admitting defeat from Xiaojie, so... there is only one result.

Hanzo suddenly gave up the game and chose to admit defeat.

This is indeed not an assessment that simply tests military force.

Although Aito still couldn't understand the meaning of this.

Isn’t strength the most important factor in a hunter’s assessment? It’s really complicated.

Seeing Hanzo voluntarily admitting defeat, Gon did not feel the joy of being a winner. Instead, he strongly demanded to compete with Hanzo in another way. The ninja who couldn't bear it knocked him out with a flying punch.

"Obviously I won't admit defeat even if I die, so if I insist on choosing another method or something, do you think I can find a way to make him happier when he wins?" Hanzo cursed and complained.

"The third game, Aito vs. Botero." Another examiner wearing sunglasses appeared in front of them.

Aito recognized the other person as the examiner who had been following him on the island.

It was because there were people following him that he did not actively look for other candidates to hunt and obtain number plates.

The photos I saw in the president's office were also taken by the examiners following the candidates.

Every candidate who lands on the island is followed by an examiner.

Others probably knew about it, so no large-scale killings occurred on the island.

Mr. Botero is a martial artist with long gray hair. At this moment, he has already prepared the starting position.

The other person's long white hair made Aito look a little friendly.

Maybe it's because Papa has long silver hair, so he has a natural affinity for people with long silver or white hair.

Of course, the same goes for red eyes.

It's a pity that Mr. Botero does not have red eyes.

"Although I don't want to do anything to the children, I don't want to admit defeat either," Botero said.

"But if Mr. Botero doesn't admit defeat, there will be some trouble. Do I have to fight with Mr. Botero for four hours like Mr. Hanzo met Xiaojie?" The white-haired boy jumped from the arms of the stuffed bear.

On the ground, he walked towards Botero step by step, and finally stopped when he was still a certain distance away from him.

It's a bit troublesome, because you can't kill people, you can only let the other party voluntarily admit defeat. Mr. Hanzo was forced to admit defeat helplessly.

Do you have to be like this? You obviously won the battle, but because the other party refused to admit defeat, you had to take the initiative to admit defeat?

This is too strange.

"The rule of not killing people is so troublesome." Aito touched his hair, his tone still sounded gentle and innocent.

How to make Mr. Botero take the initiative to admit defeat?

The book says that if you want to make someone lose the will to fight, you must first make the other person fearful, and then make the other person despair, so that the other person will naturally lose the will to fight.

The book also says that people will dare to challenge those who are far behind themselves, but when the gap between them is too large, people will lose their determination to challenge.

"What can I do to make Mr. Botero realize that there is a big gap between us?" The young man wearing black round sunglasses asked sincerely as he looked at his opponent opposite.

Botero showed an expression that he thought he was being underestimated, and then launched an attack on the boy.

The white-haired boy stood motionless, as if he was ready to admit defeat.

However, when the opponent rushed in front of him and waved his attacking hand, the figure disappeared from the place and appeared behind the opponent instead.

The two of them had their backs to each other. The young man pushed his elbow backwards and pushed the other person's back. It was hard to tell how much force he used, but the other person was caught off guard and vomited a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

"Can such a gap allow you to voluntarily admit defeat?" Aito squatted next to Botero and asked seriously.

While the opponent was vomiting blood, his fingers were trembling as he tried to support himself to stand up and continue fighting.

I can't see any intention of admitting defeat.

Aito looked at his opponent but couldn't kill him. Even if he tortured his opponent, he probably wouldn't admit defeat. He didn't know what to do.

Then he chose to ask Uncle System for help.

"Uncle System, what should I do if he refuses to admit defeat even though I have already won?" He said in his heart.

Like complaining to close family members about unfair treatment and grievances.

[Checking the opponent's body, the opponent has lost the ability to fight, the judgment result is that the host wins, the system is automatically correcting——]

The man who originally seemed like he would never give up, suddenly struggled to sit up on his knees, leaning his upper body back, facing the ceiling, with a struggling and painful expression on his face, as if he couldn't control himself, and he opened and closed his mouth to spit out words.

"……I surrender……"

After saying these three words, he seemed to have lost all energy, his eyes were dull, and he kept his knees on the ground and his body leaning back, motionless.

[The correction is successful, I wish the host a happy game.] The voice of the system uncle is still reliable and cold reminder.

"Great, this way I passed the final test." Aito stood up, said in a cheerful tone, and then returned to Dafu.

The other candidates silently distanced themselves from him.

Powerful, Botero's defenseless combat power, and...

They looked at the figure in the field that looked like a deformed sculpture, and felt a chill in their hearts.

It was clear that Mr. Botero had no intention of admitting defeat, so why... did he suddenly admit defeat?

His expression of pain and struggle was as if someone was controlling him to say words he didn't want to say.

The ability to control others is terrifying.

"Is he dead?" Leorio asked cautiously.

"No, if he dies, Aito will directly become eliminated." Kurapika shook his head calmly.

Under the watchful eyes of the other candidates, Botero was moved aside to heal his injuries.

"The fourth game, Leorio vs. Botero, is temporarily postponed because Botero has not recovered yet."

"The fifth game, Hanzo versus Bokuer."

When Hanzo said that he would no longer show mercy and wanted to break Bakugo's hand, Bakugo chose to admit defeat.

"Sixth game, Killua versus Baku."

Killua chose to admit defeat with a light tone, because he did not want to fight with someone with boring eyes.

"Seventh game, Jita Lama vs. Killua."

When Killua walked towards Mr. Nail with confidence, Mr. Nail spoke.

It is no longer a clicking sound, but a common language.

"Killua." he said.

Killua's footsteps stopped instantly and sweat began to form on his forehead.

Mr. Nail pulled out the needles on his face, and after a while of squirming, his appearance changed.

A man with long black hair and dull black eyes.

"I heard that you stabbed your mother and second brother."

"Mom expressed that she was very touched and said that you have finally become independent." His voice was emotionless and cold like a robot, which sounded a little weird.

"Brother..." Killua's teeth trembled as he called out the title to the other party.

"It's great that Killua's family came to see him." Aito sat in Dafu's arms, holding his cheeks with his hands, and said in a tone full of envy.

"No... their family sounds weird! What's there to envy! The son cut his mother and she was happy?! This is not logical!" Leorio complained loudly.

"Indeed, according to what the book says, it is indeed not in line with a normal family, but it may also be their family's special way of expressing love. Isn't it great?" Aito nodded first, agreeing with Leorio's statement.

, and then said.

Just like that couple did to him.

They did love him.

He was not wrong about this.

"..." Leorio hesitated, and finally said nothing.

These two white-haired brats are not normal! Not normal!

I'm so strong. I feel like I have to get used to dual-player updates. How could this be?

I can go back to the Ke Xue crew tomorrow, and then I’m about to start the plot I’ve wanted to write since the beginning of the article. I didn’t expect that I’d lost 400,000 words and haven’t finished it yet. Damn it.

(End of chapter)