Outlander’s Journey

Standing on the street was a thin young man with soft blond hair over his ears, brown pupils, a ruby ​​earring on his left ear, and a unique loose national costume. His neutral and charming appearance was full of heroism.

At this time, the young man was holding a map and studying, with the small suitcase at his feet, and he did not find two peepers in the restaurant not far behind him.

"That's him, that new hunter?"

Heather threw the fork that had rolled the tomato pasta several times back onto the plate, and asked enthusiastically.

Izenabi nodded and looked at Kurapika with a hint of censorship: "Yes, Kurapika, one of the seven people who finally passed the 287th Hunter Test."

Sure enough, Kurapika? It turns out that in the comics, the master who taught a master of the twelve earthly branch level in half a year is you, Izenabi.

Heather stopped the waiter and shouted a glass of iced orange juice, and then asked his cheap master: "Does the Hunter Association appoint senior hunters to conduct the final assessment of new hunters?"

"Yes, but not all new hunters can learn the ability of mind. This also depends on their own qualifications."

Izena rubbed his stubble chin with a look of nostalgia.

"If the qualifications are not good?"

"Then this person may not be able to learn the ability to read in his entire life. The ability to read is not about ancient poems or articles. It is enough to spend some time to memorize it. Even if everyone’s body contains [qi], most people can’t. Use it."

Hearing Ezenaby’s explanation, Heather seemed a little bit interested: “So I’m one step closer to the finish line than the others? I’m really talented.”

"Don't be complacent, kid, even if you are born with the ability to think, if you don't have a qualified teacher to guide you to open all the holes in your body, you will still not be able to learn the real ability of mind."

Izenabi immediately uttered a word to strike at the pride of the cheap apprentice, without mercy.

Heather waved his hand helplessly: "Really a teacher who likes to show his sense of existence... Go back to Mr. Kurapika, how are you going to test him?"

"Well... pretending to be a drunkard and making a big fuss in the town to attract his attention, and by the way, use his mind to play around with the little gangsters in the town. How about this script?"

Obviously this script is the proud work that Izenabi took a long time to come up with: "If this Kurapika has the qualifications to learn the ability to read, then he can definitely see that the ability to activate is unusual. Then I will test it again. For a few days, he will see if he has enough patience and perseverance, and finally decide whether to teach him the ability to read."

Heather clapped and clapped blankly.

Talent? Of course, this Kurapika is a talented person. After all, he is the well-deserved second protagonist in the manga "Hunter X Hunter", and the super genius whose popularity has overwhelmed the first protagonist.

After only half a year of learning the ability of mind, I was invited to join the [Twelve Earthly Branches] located only under the leader of the Hunter, and attacked Wojin, who had the strongest offensive and defensive ability of the Phantom Brigade, and nearly killed the Phantom Brigade. Commander, in some respects, Izenabi is really a great teacher.

"Your script is really LOW to be honest, teacher."

Heather smiled: "Why don't you... let me go for a while, my preparatory younger brother?"

"You? Your kid doesn't do anything serious. I don't want to see the newly recruited disciple being arrested because he beat a new hunter to death."

Izenabi looked disgusted: "If you have any ideas, just talk about it.""Trust me, it's very interesting... Waiter, please give me a pen. Thank you."

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Kurapika folded the map back into his arms, looking into the distance with confusion.

Three days ago, he worked so hard to find the secret employment agency, hoping to get a suitable job, a job that would help him find the whereabouts of his tribe.

But the weird woman sent herself away with untenable reasons--

[You can’t see anything around me, right? It seems that you have not yet been called a real hunter. Come back when you understand it! 】

Damn it, is the hunter exam still not over? What is the key thing missing in the end!

The worried Kurapika walked on the street, passing by inadvertently with the oncoming Heather.

Suddenly, Kurapika raised his head alertly and looked around slightly. He felt a strong killing intent against him.

Do not go to war on the street where people come and go, otherwise it will definitely cause casualties of innocent people! Kurapika made up his mind in an instant, grabbing his suitcase and rushing through the crowd quickly, toward the distant mountains and forests.

Unsurprisingly, that murderous intent locked himself firmly, and followed closely behind.

The wind was mixed with the smell of soil, and the evening sun was obscured by the gathering dark clouds, and it seemed that it was about to rain soon. Pedestrians on the road rushed to the house, but the beautiful blond young man ran against the crowd towards the forest.

About 20 minutes later, Kurapika, who was slightly sweaty, stood in the dense forest at the foot of the mountain. The gloomy light made it difficult for him to see what was lurking in the surrounding darkness.

"Follow me for a long time, get out!"

He took out two Short Swords from behind the large national costume and held them tightly in his hands, narrowing his beautiful brown eyes slightly, staring at the darkness in the woods behind him.

Suddenly, a silver snake-like lightning flashed across the sky, and a few seconds later there was the sound of rolling thunder, and the fine raindrops fell along with it.

With the instant light brought by the lightning, Kurapika saw a figure squatting on a towering tree branch not far away.

The slightly curly half-length black hair tightly covers his forehead and eyebrows, and the large black mirror frame on the bridge of his nose makes it difficult to see his face. The murderous intent that bit him so hard is undoubtedly from this. On the person, a slightly worn-out handyman's clothes not only did not reduce his sense of existence, but made this person even more dangerous.

Without the shining of lightning, darkness once again enveloped the woods.

"Ah la la, is the current level of hunters so low? Even the most important [proof] for hunters is not well protected?"

A gloomy voice slipped out of the darkness, full of malice:

"If you're so weak, then it's a great help."

Prove? Kurapika touched the inner pocket of his clothes subconsciously, and the hunter proved that he was gone! when?

"No matter who you are, please return the hunter certificate immediately! Otherwise, I will resort to force to solve it!"

Kurapika lowered his body slightly, and opened his posture with two swords one after the other. Even though the increasingly heavy rain interfered with the sight, Kurapika did not dare to relax his vigilance, still staring at the darkness in the woods.

He kept keen senses at all times, but was still stolen without knowing it. The hunter proved that this guy is not easy!

In the heavy rain, the strange man in the handyman's clothes casually threw the hunter's card in his hand up and down, and slowly walked out of the darkness:

"Now that the heads and licenses of professional hunters on the black market are very valuable, it seems that the brigade can make extra money."

Kurapika's eyes suddenly solidified, and then his brown eyes instantly turned into a fiery red like fire!

I saw this strange man with his arms and sleeves rolled up to his elbow, his right forearm was wrapped in a bandage, and some scattered bandages showed a spider-shaped tattoo! Although the view was blocked due to light problems and heavy rain, it is absolutely correct. The number in the center of the spider tattoo is [6]!

"I just ask you once..."

With a loud sound, the red-eyed Kurapika set up its two swords, and his voice was indifferent and ruthless: "Are you a member of the Phantom Brigade?"

Heather looked down and showed an indifferent smile: "Oh, is the tattoo exposed? I thought it was wrapped tightly with a bandage. Say you have something with our Phantom Brigade..."

Before he could finish speaking, Heather tilted his head, as if avoiding the two crossed sword lights!

Kicked precisely on the blade that was hacked again, and the sharp blade seemed to be slashed on the thick, slick and tough leather! With recoil, the two leaped a few meters back and faced each other in the heavy rain.

"Is this a breakdown in negotiations?"

Heather took off his black-rimmed glasses and carefully put them in his jacket pocket, and then wiped the soaked, slightly curly black hair back, revealing his true face.

It seems to be a peerless and beautiful boy who walked out of a girl’s dream. No feminine tenderness can be seen on the extremely handsome face. Some are just as fierce as the male arrogance of the sun. The five senses are obviously yellow, but the deep three-dimensional features Makes people unable to look away. The two eyebrows are like straight swords, and the eyes are as bright as galaxies, which is the perfect interpretation of [Sword Eyebrow Stars].

Even Kurapika, who was in a hostile state, was lost for a moment. Don't get me wrong, Kurapika is definitely not a problem with sexual orientation, but even if he is a man and has been influenced by his beauty in the mirror all the time, he has to sigh in secret-you still let other men live?

"Look at the fart, Blondie! Hit if you want, do you want to stand there and stare at me?"

Gee, just one mouth breaks work! Bai was blind to this prosperous beauty, but it was a pity that he was not dumb.

Kurapika restrained her mind and said in a cool tone: "When I catch you, I will let you honestly reveal all the information about the Phantom Brigade!"

Fierce splashes of water and mud burst forth under his feet, and the blue figure rushed towards Heather with two blade lights, and two Short Swords aimed at Heather's elbow joint. And Heather's fist seemed to be covered with invisible armor, and he blasted towards Kurapika with a grinning smile.

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Izenabi, dressed in a white martial arts uniform, walked towards the woods at the scheduled time.

The rain was so heavy that the entire forest seemed to be covered by a curtain of water for a while.

Not far away, what came into view was a messy battlefield.

The surrounding trees were broken and fallen, and the trunk and the ground were full of knife-edge scratches and small pits. I saw Kurapika kneeling on the ground with a dazed expression, while Heather was sitting on a tree trunk that fell to the ground with her legs up, humming a song that no one could understand.

"How come, how can the gap be so big..."

Kurapika looked incredulous. There was no obvious wound on his body, but the two Short Swords were all broken and scattered on the ground. It seemed that the trauma was more serious than the physical trauma.Izenab raised his eyebrows and did a good job, this kid Heather. He turned his head to look at Heather, just about to say a few words, but was stunned.

Fuck, who are you handsome?

"Yo! Head!"

Heather saw that the cheap master was coming, and waved to Ezernaby with a smile, and then said to Kurapika strangely: "This brother, your blessing is here, and the head of our Phantom Brigade will do it personally. You, hurry up!"

That's right, this broken mouth... It's definitely Heather! Izenabi was relieved now, it turned out that it wasn't that cheap apprentice who had been dropped by someone.

Head? Kurapika turned to look at Izenabi, his clenched fists pale in the rain. I can't even beat the team members, how can I beat the team leader... Damn it, I'm still too weak.

Looking at Kurapika with dim eyes, Izenabi scratched his head. Heather, this kid has done a bit too much. I asked you to suppress him a little bit instead of letting you directly crush him to death.

Izenabi hooked Heather, who reluctantly threw the Hunter's Pass to him.

"Don't worry, this is just a prank by Heather."

Izenabi walked to Kurapika, who was kneeling on the ground, and knelt down to look at the beautiful blond boy in front of him: "But you still don't seem to notice what you are missing."

Kurapika's eyes gradually condensed: "You, you are not the Phantom Brigade?"

He was afraid that the members of the brigade deliberately teased and humiliated him, but when he turned his head, he found that the bandage on Heather's arm was blackened with ink, and the original spider tattoo disappeared under the rain.

"Are you... hunters?"

At this time, Kurapika finally realized that he was being teased, but he had no energy or time to get annoyed. Instead, he seized the opportunity to quickly ask: "When I fought against this person just now, his body seemed to be entangled with something unknown. That is absolutely necessary to become a real hunter! Please tell me!"

Izenabi glanced at Heather, who shrugged his shoulders: "Don't look at me, I didn't say anything, he discovered it all by himself."

"You are aware of the existence of [Nian], which shows that you have the qualifications to learn [Nian]."

Izenabi stood up and reached out to Kurapika who was still kneeling on the ground.

"read?"

Kurapika took Izenabi's hand and stood up with strength, looking at Izenabi with scorching eyes:

"Please teach me this kind of move called [Read]! No matter what the conditions and requirements are, I will definitely complete it!"

"Very well, just to have this unwavering determination. To be honest, your meeting with me was not accidental."

Izenabi didn’t talk nonsense, and took the lead and walked towards the forest depths: “I can teach you how to develop and use [Nian], but the process will be very difficult. You must be prepared enough psychologically. Forget about yourself. Introduce, my name is Izenabi, and I am a [hunter] just like you."

"My name is Kurapika, please advise!"

Kurapika couldn't take care of picking up the two-sword fragments scattered on the ground, picked up the suitcase that fell on the side and followed Heise behind Izenaby: "May I ask you?"

"Heather, it's ok to call me brother."

Heather's smile was brilliant: "please advise more, little cool!"

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