The villainous young master just wants to live a Buddhist-like life.

　The enormous mechanical dragon and the petite cat goddess form a striking contrast.

　The distance between the two sides keeps getting closer.

　Finally, there was nowhere left to hide and nowhere to retreat.

　Bastimon's dark giant hand tightened suddenly, grabbing the mechanical dragon's head!

　The mechanical dragon abruptly stopped; [Steel Charge] failed to create the slightest ripple.

　Capture a dragon with one hand!

　Elsie Kevin, the blue team's player on the platform, was so shocked that her face was contorted.

　In that instant, a sudden flash of inspiration struck him, and he snapped out of his daze, roaring in unprecedented fury, "Metal Storm!"

　Upon receiving the command, the mechanical dragon suddenly flapped its wings.

　It ejects a powerful stream of air from beneath its wings.

　With its head as the fulcrum and its spine as the axis, the entire body begins to rotate at high speed.

　It shimmered with a silvery light, like a knife.

　Even before the storm had fully formed, it already possessed an imposing aura.

　But Bastimon suddenly smiled faintly, and tentacles formed from dark power surged forth from its right arm, running along...

　The mechanical dragon's head wrapped around it, binding it tightly from head to tail!

　"Crack!"

　The mechanical dragon's rotation came to an abrupt halt.

　Basti Beast tiptoed, took dance steps, and then with a downward pull, slammed the massive mechanical dragon down...

　land!

　"boom!"

　It's fortunate that this is the site of Saint Marian, so hard that it has remained intact for thousands of years.

　Otherwise, it would have already fallen apart.

　But the mechanical dragon, which was slammed down hard, was not in good shape; its magic power was almost halved!

　Elsie Kevin, who held the [Mechanical Dragon] Magic Card in her hand, knew this best.

　The moment he saw his magic points disappear, his fingers trembled violently, and the [Mechanical Dragon] magic card suddenly slipped.

　happiness.

　He suddenly reached out, trying to grab it.

　But more magic cards slipped away from his trembling left hand.

　One by one, the photos flew through the air and fell to the ground.

　There was another loud noise.

　"boom!"

　A third loud bang!

　"boom!"

　A fourth loud bang!

　There was no further activity after that.

　Countless points of light flew into the sky like stars and returned to the Magic Card [Mechanical Dragon].

　The Basti Beast on the ground tiptoed and danced, its two cat tails swaying lightly behind it.

　Then it flicked its finger at the blue magic ball in the air, and a bat flew out, only to disappear as it approached the magic ball.

　It turned into bullets.

　With a "poof," it struck the life barrier outside the magic orb.

　The life barrier, which had already had a large amount of magic power absorbed by the [Mechanical Dragon], shattered like glass.

　"Beep 1"

　"The victory is decided!"

　"Winner: Dark, Dimon!"

　The referee blew his whistle, his voice brimming with excitement.

　The sheer brilliance of this duel made it almost unbelievable that it was a match between first-year and second-year students.

　Many viewers only recovered from the shock at this point.

　In an instant.

　The shouts, as loud as a mountain and as powerful as a tidal wave, surged forth.

　Angus Jeffrey, the president of the Society for the Study of Aristocratic History, suddenly raised his hand, only to find after a long while that there was no cup to smash.

　Mike Irving, standing beside him, had a glint in his eye, but showed no anger.

　The first-year students of the Noble Academy jumped and danced with excitement, eager to rush out of the ring and give the victor of this duel a shout.

　The warmest hug!

　Darko Dimon is their pride!

　The first-year students from the other colleges, while not as exaggerated as those from the noble academy, were still extremely excited, even Robert was there.

　Overjoyed.

　Emma and Sarah gritted their teeth silently.

　Yudora blushed with excitement.

　Rose and Diana strained to look toward the red team's platform.

　Pandora smiled brightly.

　The Valkyrie, who wanted to jump, was pulled back forcefully by Princess Elizabeth.

　Claire gently stroked the "Galileo" in her arms.

　The eldest prince sighed slightly.

　The archbishop looked tense.

　It was just a rookie match.

　It should have been insignificant.

　But what's going on now?

Chapter 276 Darkdemon Writes the Future (6k) [64]

　The red player is on the stage.

　Dark squinted slightly, savoring the joy of victory.

　Although the duel was short, it consumed a great deal of energy and spirit.

　But the roaring shouts, like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing, gave him a slight boost of spirits.

　Is this what a duel is like?

　A thrilling and exciting duel, a satisfying victory.

　All of this made him realize once again what a duel truly is.

　One can be detached from worldly desires, but cannot be without them.

　A rookie tournament gave him a new perspective on dueling.

　He didn't look at the audience below the stage immediately, but turned his head slightly to look at Elsie Kevin across from him.

　This senior, Kevin, is truly a formidable opponent.

　It would be great if we could have the chance to face each other again.

　Elsie Kevin picked up the magic card and stood up, meeting Dark's gaze.

　He subconsciously took a deep breath, and his previously out-of-control emotions had subsided with the passage of time.

　He took out a magic card and retrieved the remaining mechanical components in the arena.

　In a duel, there is a winner and a loser.

　This wasn't the first time he had failed.

　The reason I lost my composure at the end of today's duel, besides the fact that my opponent was a lower grade, was mainly due to the excessive intensity of the fight.

　The duel made him too engrossed.

　When people get too involved, it becomes difficult for them to control their emotions.

　After composing himself, he looked at Dark and said, "I lost."

　Dak nodded slightly: "You flatter me."

　Their voices were drowned out by the still-suppressing shouts, barely audible to both sides.

　Although it was just a one-sentence exchange, both parties had a good impression.

　The two exchanged another greeting before looking away from each other.

　Dark picked up the magic card, retrieved the large milk tank from the field, and then began to replenish mana.

　Bastimon's fusion time limit has not yet expired, and he has not mastered any technology such as "fusion release".

　Only then did Dark look down at the audience.

　He first saw the three people led by the Valkyrie, and then raised his hand and waved at Alvitt.

　Arvit's eyes lit up, and she quickly raised her hand and waved it vigorously!

　This time, the eldest princess did not stop it.

　She could probably understand the Valkyrie's excitement.

　Dark's gaze shifted slightly, turning to Claire beside him.

　Claire lifted Galileo's paw pads and waved them at him.

　Dak couldn't help but laugh.

　This cat is still so fat!

　He then looked away, scanned the ring, and spotted Diana, Rose, and Pandora before looking away.

　Go down.

　After all, the next match will continue, and he can't keep occupying the player's table forever.

　As soon as he stepped off the contestant's platform, Bastimon walked lightly to his side.

　"Let's go."

　"Dark said softly."

　Basty followed him all the way into the contestant tunnel.

　Charlotte waved to him and congratulated him, "I didn't expect you to actually win!"

　Dark laughed and said, "It's all about luck."

　Then he greeted Witt, who was waiting at the tunnel entrance: "Hi, Gao De. Are you in the next game?"

　Witt's smile was slightly bitter, but he still answered, "That's true."

　Dak then politely said, "Keep it up!"

　Witt: "Thank you."

　As soon as he finished speaking, Witt Gold walked out of the player tunnel and headed towards the red team's platform.

　His back view didn't look very energetic.