Who asked him to play Yu-Gi-Oh!

Chapter 1414 Who is the best fighter, Tong Shiye?

Domino City.

The hill, shrouded in night, was suddenly torn apart. A pitch-black vortex twisted and shaped in mid-air, like asphalt being stirred by an invisible hand, its edges splattering with dark purple lightning. The withered grass swayed wildly in the sudden gust of air, and the ground trembled, cracking open with spiderweb-like fissures. As the vortex expanded to its limit, a burning figure plummeted from within, and the moment the soles of its boots touched the ground, rubble from the entire hill rose half a meter high.

As the red-haired man straightened his massive frame, embers still lingered at the ends of his hair. His afro swelled like a raging flame, billowing motionless in the night wind. The dueling disk on his arm was crafted into a solidified, wavy, flame-like shape, making it appear from a distance as if he were wearing a ball of fire on his hand.

His name is Ghosh (Left Arm), from the Hyperion Dimension, one of the top duelists in Heart City.

The man strode toward the edge of the cliff. Looking down, the entire city of Tongshiye resembled a galaxy inverted in a glass dome. Neon veins stretched along the streets, and golden torrents of car headlights surged between the high-rises and the valley. The evening breeze carried the distant sound of sirens.

"This place... this is what you call the Fusion Dimension?"

Ghosh patted the duel disk in his hand and gave a soft, cold snort.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Heart City, but I can’t stand by any longer. Wait for me, Druwa (right arm), I’m coming to rescue you right now.”

Ghosh clenched his fists, his eyes radiating confidence that seemed to burn like a tangible flame.

"Anyone who dares to stand in my way will be burned to ashes by my dueling fire! Just wait, dimensional fusion, I'm coming!"

However, just half an hour later, on the streets of Tongshiye.

"Hellfire Spicy Tonkotsu Ramen, here it comes!"

The owner smiled and placed a bowl of ramen on the table. Ghosh's eyes lit up as he took the noodles, and his stomach, uncharacteristically, began to rumble loudly.

He grabbed his chopsticks and began to wolf down his food.

Well, even though we're deep in enemy territory, we're hungry, so we can't play cards without eating. After all, playing cards is physically demanding, especially in their superdimensional world. During a game, you have to do three and a half somersaults in the air all the time, and if you get attacked, you can easily fall over ten or eight times. Without a body of steel and superhuman stamina, it's hard to play cards.

"Mmm, so delicious!" Ghosh exclaimed.

"Haha, of course." The ramen shop owner was very proud. "But you're really something, young man. You actually managed to handle our hellish spiciness. Not many people can handle this level of spiciness."

"Are you from out of town, young man?"

"I suppose so," Ghosh said happily. "Life should be like fire, noodles should be as spicy as fire to be flavorful, and duels should be as fiery as fire to be interesting!"

Ghosh was so engrossed in talking about ramen and duels that he seemed to have forgotten he came here to rescue his teammates.

"Oh, you're a duelist, huh? That looks really impressive."

The boss smiled and nodded.

"However, duelists with such a fiery style as Xiao Ge are becoming increasingly rare in Tong Shiye these days."

"Huh? What's wrong?" Ghosh asked, puzzled.

"Because, the atmosphere has changed. Ever since 'that person' came to power," the ramen shop owner shook his head, "the passionate duels are a thing of the past."

Ghosh: "Huh? Then what's the point of a duel?"

In his view, a duel without intense, passionate attacks and slashing is meaningless. In his catchphrase, it's simply "too boring."

"No," the boss said with a happy smile. "When I was young, I didn't understand. I was always trying to summon powerful monsters that I couldn't actually summon to fight people. I thought it was very exciting, but I always ended up getting beaten up. I often lost because I couldn't summon my ace."

But after witnessing 'that person's' duel, I suddenly understood and realized that the joy of dueling is so simple. Happiness in this world is conserved; as long as your opponent is unhappy, you'll generally be happy.

"What nonsense is this?" Ghosh was completely bewildered. "What kind of crooked practice is this?"

"Unorthodox methods? Maybe so in the past," the ramen shop owner said with a chuckle. "But what's that saying again? The victor writes history. If you become the strongest, then the path you've walked will naturally become the righteous path."

“That makes some sense,” Ghosh nodded. “Then let’s duel, boss! I’ll prove with my duel that my path is correct!” He raised his duel disk, but the ramen shop owner showed no intention of accepting the challenge, only shaking his head and saying, “What’s the use of beating me? You have to beat the strongest to prove it.”

“That makes sense.” Ghosh thought for a moment. “So, who’s the best fighter among you?”

"Of course it's Duel King Yu Xuan! Could it be me?"

"Duel King You Xuan, that name sounds familiar."

Ghosh slapped his forehead.

Oh right, I came here to save Druid.

So he quickly finished the rest of the noodles, generously slapped a large banknote on the table, and turned to leave.

"Boss, keep the change!"

However, watching his departing figure, the ramen shop owner, holding the large banknote, looked somewhat bewildered.

What country's banknote is this? Is it usable?

Is this young man trying to fool me with counterfeit money?
At this moment, You Xuan once again arrived at the Seahorse Group's private prison, the Jade Throne Detention Area.

The moment she saw his face, Yu Zuo was annoyed: "Why are you here again? I've already told you everything I know. Even if you can't find the way, there's nothing more I can do to help."

"No, you misunderstand. We've already found the path, and your help has been very useful," You Xuan said with a smile.

The emperor asked suspiciously, "Then what are you doing here? Let me make this clear first, I don't know anything else."

“Of course, I believe you,” You Xuan smiled. “But I’ll ask first. You came to this dimension on the orders of those Balian people, right?”

The emperor snorted, indicating his agreement.

"So from beginning to end, all you wanted was to complete the deal, obtain the power of the Balian, and then take revenge on Fica?" You Xuan asked.

"So what if it is?" the throne retorted.

"But unfortunately, now that I've captured you, your revenge plan is probably ruined." You Xuan shook his head in regret.

The man on the jade throne wore a stern expression: "What do you want?"

Here comes the face-to-face mockery, huh?

"Don't get me wrong, I mean, you might still have a chance for revenge." You Xuan smiled and asked mysteriously, "What do you think of me?"

"what?"

The jade throne looked at him with a strange expression.

How are you? Don't you have any self-awareness? How dare you ask that?

Let me think... insidious, despicable, shameless, unscrupulous, willing to do anything to win, even abandoning all pretense of decency.
“No, what I mean is,” You Xuan quickly added, “you’re willing to sell everything to the Balians just to gain the power of revenge.”

So, how do you think I compare to the Balians?

"Or to be more precise, do you believe I have the power to give you revenge?"

Amyrlin: "!"

(End of this chapter)