Hunter x Hunter: Call Me Master Inventor

It's just a battle match!

Who do they look down on? What does it matter anyway?!

It's not like this is the only place where you can get training and fighting. At worst, you can experience more life-and-death battles in the wild later.

As for now, it's obviously more important to follow Commander von Clay.

Yes, Nobunaga had found a perfectly good reason for himself.

After registering, Uvogin and his two companions received their number plates and went to the waiting room, where they were about to face their first battle in the outside world.

Thousands of people register to compete in Sky Arena every day.

Since everyone was there to sign up, they were basically matched with opponents almost immediately after signing up, without even having a break for a few minutes.

All participants must test their skills on the first floor, so apart from the waiting room, the first floor consists of one competition arena after another.

Feitan was the first to fight.

And his opponent...

"Hahaha, how did I get matched with such a short guy?!"

In front of Feitan, his dark, thin, tall opponent, with a physique like a bamboo pole, was overjoyed and even arrogantly put his hands on his hips and laughed loudly.

"This guy is beyond saving."

Upon hearing this, von Clay, who was sitting in the audience, sighed.

Nobunaga, who was following behind him, opened his mouth, then nodded and closed it.

Well, there's really not much to say about a guy who's about to die.

"This guy's dead meat."

Inside the waiting room, Uvogin and Phinks, seeing this, immediately sentenced the other party to death.

"What?! This guy is incredibly lucky!"

In the same waiting room, the other applicants waiting to compete witnessed this scene with a mixture of envy and jealousy.

Some people were even pounding their chests and stamping their feet, lamenting that Feitan had really found a worthy opponent.

"..."

Uvogin and Finks both glanced sideways at the same time.

Since they both want to meet, they should wish each other victory in this round so that they can face Feitan in the next match.

And it wasn't just the waiting room; the reaction was the same in the stands as well.

"What?! Isn't this difference just too huge?"

"The outcome of the match is obvious at a glance, it's not interesting at all."

"Seriously, is there something wrong with the recent contestants?! How can contestants of this caliber even be allowed to compete?!"

"There's nothing we can do. After all, the Sky Arena's reputation is that as long as you sign up and are willing to pursue fighting competitions, they're willing to give you the opportunity to register."

"That doesn't justify sending a player like that onto the field!"

"What the hell are you all arguing about?! If you want to see better, more intense matches, go upstairs, go over a hundred floors, and pay to watch! If you're willing to pay, you can even watch the host's match, so what's with all this whining and bickering?!"

"What the hell is it to you if I want to ramble on?!"

"Get lost!! I fucking hate you freeloaders. It's good enough that there's something to see, why are you being so picky..."

There's already a bit of hype going on in the audience.

Some people were also cheering on the skinny, dark-skinned guy below:

"You need to be gentle, don't hurt the child!!"

"You really hit the jackpot!!"

Well, even the skinny, dark-skinned guy himself thinks so:

"Hahahaha, I'm so lucky! I never thought Lady Luck would be so kind to me!!"

The skinny, dark-skinned man rubbed his hands together, completely disregarding Feitan.

"Little dwarf..."

A sinister smile crept across his face:

"I will love you dearly, so much so that you'll regret ever being born..."

Whoosh!

Before he could finish speaking, he felt a blur before his eyes, and then the "little dwarf" that he thought he could easily defeat disappeared from his sight.

Immediately following was a whooshing sound.

then……

Click click.

A cracking sound followed.

"!!!"

The thin, dark-skinned opponent with the bamboo pole clearly heard the sound of his own bones breaking.

Then, that tearing, piercing pain instantly entered his consciousness.

"what……"

It made him instinctively open his mouth and couldn't help but let out a painful howl.

however……

His howl was barely begun before it abruptly stopped.

Click click click...

The surrounding spectators stopped arguing, and their terrified eyes clearly revealed the scene unfolding on the battle stage below.

Before their wide-open eyes, Feitan punched his skinny, dark-skinned opponent in the throat, causing him to cough up blood and become unable to make a sound.

At the same time, he reached out and broke off the teeth of his skinny, dark-skinned opponent, one by one.

"I hate your pig-like voice."

Feitan's voice was as calm as still water.

This is not enough.

Amidst the horrified gazes of the many spectators, Feitan picked up the broken tooth...

This is not enough.

Amidst the horrified gazes of the many spectators, Feitan picked up the broken tooth...

While the other person was trembling in pain, they forcibly pried open their mouth...

Then, using the sharp points of those teeth, it forcefully slashed and twisted the opponent's tongue!

Feitan only removed his hand from the other's mouth after the other's mouth was full of blood and the other was convulsing and unable to move anymore.

Then, he even shook off the bits of tongue that had been pulled out along with it, looking quite disgusted.

"You've escaped with your life."

Feitan gave one last glance at his opponent, who lay on the ground like a dead dog, barely breathing.

"If it weren't for the rules of the Sky Arena not prohibiting killing, your head would already be on the ground."

He said it calmly, and never looked at him again.

Well, in terms of following the rules of the game, Feitan hasn't evolved to the point where he'd do anything to complete missions later on; he still retains a little bit of youthful spirit.

Then, he turned around and looked at the silent referee.

"Just a friendly reminder..."

Feitan said in a low, calm voice:

"Here's a suggestion: it would be best if you brought weapons for the first round of battles."

"Nothing too intense is needed; a small knife will suffice."

"Otherwise, I'd have to use his teeth to cut his tongue, which would be a bit more difficult."

"And he'll experience more pain too."

"I think you should consider this suggestion."

The referee on the battle platform: "..."

His eyelids twitched violently.

Nobunaga, sitting in the audience, wore an expression of strong agreement.

He was so sincere that he almost wanted to support Feitan's point of view with both hands and feet.