Who asked him to play Yu-Gi-Oh!

Chapter 1250 A Suitable Rival for the King
"Ahhhh-"

Jack Atlas watched helplessly as his health dropped to zero. His trump card monster, the Crimson Dragon, roared in despair at the ultimate attack of his opponent, and turned into data fragments that dissipated into the air.

The monster opposite, roaring and spewing flames from its mouth, which dealt him the final blow, was also the Crimson Lotus Dragon.

An opponent who looks exactly like him, an identical Wheel of Fortune, and even an identical Red Lotus Dragon. It feels like a mirror image.
No, it was just like he was dueling with his past self, the duel king Jack Atlas who was once admired by everyone and had not yet been torn down from the altar.

"Impossible...I actually...lost?!"

Jack's pupils trembled and his body and mind were greatly shocked.

Lost to this imposter?

His D-wheel "Wheel of Fortune" trembled violently, and the engine made a piercing whine due to overload. The next second, steam gushed out from all parts of the car body, and white mist instantly enveloped the entire track. Jack desperately gripped the handle, but the impact was too strong - the car body lost control at high speed, the front wheel slammed into the guardrail, and the entire D-wheel rolled up like a kite with a broken string.

"Ugh——!"

Amid the piercing sound of twisted metal, Jack was thrown out of the cockpit by inertia. His body drew a parabola in the air and slammed heavily onto the hard road outside the track. The armor shattered, the bones made a clear cracking sound, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth. He tried to hold up his body, but the severe pain instantly devoured his consciousness, and his vision was gradually eroded by darkness.

In the distance, the opponent's D wheel slowly stopped in front of him, and the residual heat of the engine evaporated in the night wind.

Jack tried his best to maintain the last bit of consciousness he had. He lay on the ground covered in blood and raised his head desperately to look at the impostor in front of him.

"how can that be"

What a joke, Jack Atlas actually lost to his own fake. The opponent was clearly using the same D-wheel as him, and the deck he used in the duel was exactly the same as his.
The configurations are 100% identical, but there is a difference in strength. Doesn't that mean that the opponent's strength as a duelist is completely superior to one's own?

The words that the impostor had said before the duel began flashed through his mind involuntarily.

"You have already lost the glory of being a king! Now that you have lost all of this, you are the fake one, and I am the real one!"

"There is only one king, and that is me, Jack Atlas!"

"."

Jack was shaken.

Is the other party right?
Having lost his position as king and his pride as a king, he has now turned from the undefeated legend of Shindo Mino into a clown. That is why he lost to the shadow of his past.
The severe pain was still raging in his body, and Jack's consciousness struggled on the edge of darkness. Blood slid down his forehead, blurring his vision. He gritted his teeth and tried to prop up his body, but the sharp pain from his broken ribs made him fall back to the ground again.

"Is this the end...?"

Just as he was about to lose consciousness, a soft white light suddenly fell. The light enveloped his entire body like warm water, and the pain began to subside miraculously. The broken bones made subtle healing sounds, the torn muscles reconnected, and even the abraded skin recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Jack turned his head sharply—

The wizard elf with silver hair and white robe stood quietly behind him. She was suspended in the air a few inches above the ground, her pure white robe fluttering without wind, and her silver hair flowing with star-like brilliance. The crystal staff in her hand was releasing warm white light, and tiny healing runes were floating in the halo. Every ray of white light that penetrated Jack's body took away a bit of pain.

Jack was stunned: "Who are you?"

The elf didn't answer, but just lowered his head slightly, and Jack's embarrassed figure was reflected in his emerald eyes.

The roar of the engine tore through the silence of the night. A pitch-black D-wheeler cut into the battlefield like a ghost. The tires rubbed against the ground with a sharp scream, and it stood firmly between the fake Jack and the real Jack who had just recovered from a serious injury.

Jack's eyebrows jumped: "It's you?" You Xuan held the handlebars with one hand, and took off his helmet with the other hand, with a faint smile on his lips. His eyes passed over the fake Jack's pure white "Wheel of Fortune" and pierced directly to the face in the cockpit that looked exactly like Jack.

"I heard that you are the real 'king'?" You Xuan's tone was frivolous, but as sharp as a knife. "That's really disrespectful."

Fake Jack narrowed his eyes, and a hint of coldness flashed in his purple eyes. He did not respond, but the engine of the white D-wheel emitted a faint threatening roar.

You Xuan didn't care, but smiled even more brightly. He slowly pulled out a deck of cards from his arms, casually inserted it into the duel disk of round D, and locked the deck.

"Well, respected king..." He tilted his head slightly, his eyes suddenly sharp, "Do you dare to accept the challenge of a 'ordinary' chief of the Public Security Bureau?"

The night wind suddenly blew hard, and two invisible auras collided in the air.

The fake Jack looked at him solemnly for a while, then suddenly sneered.

"Huh, I didn't expect you to show up so soon, but why not?"

"Do you think Benjack Atlas is afraid of you?"

Jack, lying on the ground, clenched his fists in anger: "You bastard."

Does this bastard really think of himself as Jack Atlas?

You Xuan glanced at the half-dead Real Jack who was being helped to survive by Silence, and said, "Your companions and the ambulance are on the way. Just wait a moment."

After saying that, You Xuan started the D round and moved forward to stand side by side with the fake Jack.

Fake Jack sneered: "That's right, Fujiki Yugen. I've been wanting to try it with you for a long time."

"Galloping Duel, speed up!"

【You Xuan, LP4000】

【Fake Jack, LP4000】

Fake Jack took the initiative, and the Wheel of Fortune rushed out at full speed, rushing through the first bend with a transparent cyclone.

You Xuan said leisurely: "The driving skills of people in this world are really abnormal"

It is too unfriendly to rely on riding a bike to attack first in a galloping duel. Especially since the Wheel of Fortune is the world's top D wheel, there are not many cars that can beat it.

You Xuan wondered if he should consider practicing his driving skills.
"I'm the Duel King who attacks first. Draw a card!" Fake Jack said arrogantly, "I'm in face-down defense mode to cover a monster, and then to set a card. The turn is over!"

You Xuan: "Then it's my turn, draw a card."

You Xuan slowly pulled out a card: "This deck is perfect for the King's opponent, especially for you."

Fake Jack laughed: "Really? But no matter what you show, Ben Jack Atlas will crush it with absolute strength!"

Yugen: "I Normal Summon 'Frog' in Attack Position!"

(End of this chapter)