I'm in HxH, Survive for Five Years!

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**Martial Arts Arena!**

The students of the Divine Gun Martial Arts School were practicing under the guidance of their instructors.

Yet, both students and instructors occasionally cast glances toward the red-haired figure standing on the edge.

This red-haired figure was Lance.

After the instructor returned from reporting to Ethan, Lance frowned slightly when Ethan didn't appear immediately, but he continued to wait patiently.

He didn't have to wait long, because soon Ethan walked into the martial arts arena and quickly spotted Lance.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting, Lance. I was in the middle of practice and came as soon as I could," Ethan said with a hearty smile upon recognizing Lance.

"It's no problem, just a bit of time; I can afford to wait," Lance replied, narrowing his eyes slightly and studying Ethan before a faint smile crossed his face.

"That's good to hear... But I wonder why you're here to see me. I don't believe we've met before," Ethan replied with an unchanged smile.

Lance glanced at the nearby students and instructors before focusing back on Ethan. "Let's talk somewhere more private. I have something important to discuss with you."

Ethan nodded slightly, "In that case, please lead the way, Lance."

Without wasting time, Lance turned and walked out of the Divine Gun Martial Arts Hall.

Ethan followed him with a relaxed demeanor.

They left the martial arts hall and eventually arrived at a nearby park.

A renovation sign was posted at the park's entrance, indicating no one else was inside.

Once they reached a clearing on the edge of the woods, Lance stopped and turned to face Ethan.

Ethan stopped as well, smiling as if waiting for Lance to speak.

"Since you already know who I am, there's no need for introductions. Let's get to the point."

"I watched your match against Castro yesterday. Your talent was impressive. I'm here to invite you to join our organization."

Lance didn't waste words, stating his purpose directly while watching Ethan closely.

"Organization? An invitation?"

Ethan expressed appropriate surprise and curiosity, then asked tentatively, "May I know the name of your organization?"

"The Black Dragon Society."

Lance stated the name calmly, continuing with a touch of pride and confidence, "I believe you might have heard of the Black Dragon Society's reputation."

Ethan's eyes flickered momentarily before nodding, "I have heard about it. If I recall correctly, the Black Dragon Society is a renowned group of assassins. Are you a member, Lance?"

Just as there is the infamous Zoldyck assassin family, there are other assassin organizations.

Ethan wasn't a novice; having been in this world for five years, he already had a comprehensive understanding of it.

While the Black Dragon Society couldn't compare to the Zoldyck family, it was still a globally recognized group.

"Not just me, but most of our core members hail from the Sky Arena, and the core leaders are all champions like myself," Lance said with an air of arrogance, clearly proud of his organization.

After a brief introduction, Lance looked at Ethan with a burning gaze, "So, are you interested in joining us?"

Ethan appeared thoughtful, as if weighing the decision to join the Black Dragon Society.

"Sorry, I prefer to remain independent. While I appreciate the offer, I must decline for now," Ethan replied apologetically after a moment.

Lance frowned briefly, then relaxed, responding in a mild tone, "I see, that's unfortunate..."

Whoosh!

In mid-sentence, Ethan suddenly tensed, his legs pushing off quickly as he became a blur, retreating to create distance between himself and Lance.

"Huh?!"

Ethan's sudden movement caught Lance by surprise.

"Did he notice?!"

Someone else, hidden in the woods, had a similar reaction to Lance.

Within the lush canopy, a man with smoky makeup was hiding.

When Ethan abruptly retreated, the man's expression shifted.

If there were detection instruments present, they'd detect that the man, hidden in the canopy, was like a source of poison, emitting colorless and odorless gas.

The gas mixed into the air, spreading consciously toward Lance's location.

Ethan's retreat coincided precisely with the spread of the gas.

Had he delayed just a bit, the poison would have reached him.

As for Lance, who was also within the poison's spread range, he'd already been inoculated with an antidote to protect him from the gas.

The invisible spread of poison and Ethan's sudden retreat happened in an instant, triggering a swift battle.

Boom!

A nen bullet shot from a distance, crossing the park at supersonic speed, aiming directly at the man hidden in the trees releasing the poison.

Leaves shredded, branches snapped.

The man in the canopy had no time to react. The bullet struck his head, causing it to explode like a watermelon.

Brains and blood splattered.

The powerful nen bullet, after destroying the head, continued its trajectory, creating a deep hole in the woods.

Amidst fluttering branches and leaves, the headless body fell from the tree, hitting the ground with a thud and quickly staining the area red.

The sniper attack was sudden.

It diverted Lance's attention away from Ethan, who had retreated.

"Damn it!!"

Seeing the headless body fall, Lance's expression changed dramatically as he hurried to reposition himself, wary of further sniping.