T/n: For Every 100 Power Stone 1+ Chapter ( I hope I don't regret it and get burned out!! XD)
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"You're here?"
The stone ball vibrated, and Silva landed lightly on the ground. The thick leg wraps didn't seem to weigh him down at all.
"Dad spoke, how could I dare not come?"
Sean had his hands in his pockets. He glanced at Silva, his gaze drifting to Illumi.
His damn little brother wore a deadpan expression, arms crossed, leaning against the wall. He really wasn't afraid of being hit by the shockwaves of the battle.
"I came to watch you get beaten up," Illumi said calmly, having noticed Sean's gaze.
His slightly trembling body exposed his inner excitement.
Sean pouted and looked at Silva. "Dad, you don't want to lose a son, do you?"
"If he gets scraped or bumped... I'm not taking responsibility." He shrugged.
Silva's mouth curved slightly, and he smiled with narrowed eyes. "I think you're overthinking it."
"The fight will be over quickly, won't it?"
The current head of the Zoldyck family, his white hair moved without wind. He took out a bell and tossed it in his hand.
"Ding-ding-dong." The clear ringing of the bell echoed, just like a demonic sound from hell.
Sean nonchalantly dug his ear. "Dad is right."
"So... stop wasting time. A certain old geezer is waiting to watch the show."
"Can't keep him waiting."
"Zeno, he's cursing you." Inside Sean's room.
Maha spoke up indignantly for Zeno.
Zeno: "..."
His mouth twitched. He reminded the old man, "Grandfather, don't get distracted. Sean is making his move."
As soon as his voice fell, in the training room, Sean's figure flickered, suddenly splitting into hundreds of Seans, instantly surrounding Silva.
"Clones? No... this is 'Rhythm Echo'..."
Silva clenched his hand, gripping the bell tightly. His peripheral vision expanded, recognizing this Zoldyck family 'assassination technique'.
"Heh heh heh... I don't remember teaching you this move, did I?"
"Does this kind of thing even need to be taught?" The hundreds of Seans spoke simultaneously. "Isn't this something you learn just by looking at it?"
A reenactment of the famous scene of Killua's "great battle" with Netero on the airship. Sean grinned and lunged at Silva.
"The brat finally remembered his last name. 'Shadow Clone' is bullshit, 'Rhythm Echo' is the supreme way." Maha opened the fridge, grabbed a bag of chips, and started munching.
Zeno moved closer, trying to snag a chip, but the old man's merciless iron hand gave him a big slap.
"What are you eating for? Watch your show!"
Hit on the back of the head, Zeno shot Maha a resentful glare, secretly cursing that the old geezer was definitely jealous!
'Shadow Clones have physical substance, 'Rhythm Echo' is just an illusion. Which is superior is obvious... supreme way, my ass! Bullshit!'
Sure enough, just as Zeno expected... the "Rhythm Echo" failed to deceive.
Silva's nostrils flared. Without even using "Nen," he captured Sean's real body just by his presence.
He threw a punch behind him—
The fist wind vibrated, whistling past Sean's ear and slamming heavily into the wall, leaving a bowl-sized fist print.
Sean clicked his tongue. "Tsk. If I'd taken that punch, Illumi's dog brain would have probably been knocked out." He slipped away, narrowly avoiding it, and instantly put distance between himself and Silva.
'Dammit, who is he calling a dog? Does he think I, Illumi, am deaf?'
Illumi secretly ground his back teeth and sneered, "If you've got guts, then don't run."
Sean looked at him like he was an idiot. "Stand still and take a beating? Is your brain broken, or is your brain broken?"
"Hah. I think it's your brain that's broken." Grabbing a handful of chips and tossing them into his mouth, Maha sneered from behind the "surveillance glasses." "Getting distracted during a fight. The kid must not have died before."
"The old master knows my heart." His punch having missed, Silva seized the opening when Sean was distracted and kicked off the ground.
"Boom." The ground caved in. The reactive force propelled him, and he shot out like a cannonball—
In an instant, he was in front of Sean, his palm striking down at his head!
"Son, where are you looking?"
"Whoosh." The wind from his palm howled. Although Silva held back, only intending to restrain Sean.
He never expected—
"Splat!" Sean split open like a watermelon!
'Holy shit! That bastard older brother is really dead! A joyous day for all!' Illumi's eyes widened, he couldn't hold it in... a rare smile appeared on his lips.
Unfortunately... "Is someone celebrating a little too early?" A shadow emerged from behind, and an arm rested on Illumi's shoulder.
He looked at him playfully. "Little brother, even though the one who died was my clone, it was still the real me."
"Even if you're happy, you should at least pretend to be sad."
'Sad? I wish you were dead!' Illumi's smile vanished. He tried to shrug Sean off, but Sean's hand was like an iron pincer, holding him motionless.
In the end, it was Silva who broke it up. "Sean, stop fooling around."
As he spoke, Silva shook his hand, frowning at Sean. The moment he made contact, he realized the feeling was wrong.
It seemed that compared to before... the brat's "Shadow Clone Jutsu" had become more refined.
"At least... it's impressive that it could fool Silva's eyes." Zeno turned his head to glance at Maha. "Grandfather, this must be the trump card Sean prepared in advance."
Maha "Crunch... crunch..." chewed his chips, saying nothing.
He squinted at Sean on the screen, the strange feeling in his heart only growing stronger... he didn't know what was going on.
Soon, the bag of chips was empty. The old man smacked his lips, still wanting more, and grunted, "It would be good if that were all..."
"Open your dog eyes and look properly. Being able to instantly cast 'Shadow Clone Jutsu' means there's something wrong with this kid's 'aura' capacity..."
Zeno was suddenly alarmed!
He frowned and looked closer.
Sean patted Illumi's face, let him go, and walked over to Silva with his hands in his pockets. He stood still, his gaze profound. "Dad... several of my 'brothers' died tragically. So... I was wondering, when will you give me an explanation?"
As his words fell, a powerful aura suddenly exploded from Sean!
It swept Silva's white hair back!
Silva's eyes narrowed. He was all too familiar with this aura. He rarely dropped his lazy demeanor, but he did now, grinning fiercely. "'First Limit Break'?!"
"It seems you really haven't wasted your time, Sean!"
"Who says I did?" Sean stretched his neck, a half-smile on his face. "In order to pass Dad's test."
"I worked hard preparing for a month. To be honest, it was really tiring!"
One month?! Silva's gaze flickered, and he glanced at the camera in the corner.
The two old bastards in Sean's room immediately couldn't sit still.
"What are you looking at?" Maha glared back at Silva and snorted. "My, Maha's, grandson breaking a limit in one month. Isn't that perfectly normal?"
"Grandfather, that's not what you said before." Zeno was stunned, glancing at Maha. "So, you were just messing with me, old man."
'Who the f*ck wants to mess with you? I'd rather be watching H-manga than wasting time on a good-for-nothing like you!'
Maha didn't even spare Zeno a glance, his attention focused on Sean, his mind shaking!
'I knew something was up... this brat... he's really pulled a fast one!'