People in Yu-Gi-Oh! The hyper-converged audience is also integrated

Chapter 338 The Time Magician and the Lost Duelist

Xia Sheng looked at Li Guanqi running ahead, as if he were seeing an old friend.

Those broken words still echoed in my ears.

His eyes narrowed, and the lazy, vacation-like demeanor around him vanished instantly. The muscles in his legs bulged, and he quickened his pace, chasing after the figure ahead.

Minutes later, dozens of trainees, their legs feeling like lead, crossed the finish line one after another.

Xia Sheng's chest heaved unusually; he was actually panting.

Instructor Yan Lang, who was not far away, looked at the test data in his hand, then at the two people on the other side of the finish line, and raised his eyebrows in surprise.

He looked around, his loud voice drowning out everyone's breathing.

"First place, Bian Yuelong-Xiasheng, time: four minutes and five seconds."

Upon hearing this result, a chorus of gasps and groans erupted from the training ground.

"Damn, did Xia Sheng take drugs today? He's faster than usual?"

"Running three kilometers with a 10-kilogram load in just over four minutes... Damn, is this even human?"

People had long been used to this; after the initial shock came numbness.

"Second place."

Yan Lang paused for a moment, then looked down at the record board in his hand again, repeatedly confirming the name and number, his expression somewhat strange.

"Second place, Bian Yuelong - Li Guanqi, time 4 minutes and 34 seconds."

"???" The entire venue was initially deathly silent, then erupted into chaos.

A group of trainees, exhausted like dead dogs, suddenly looked up as if they'd been pricked in the buttocks with needles, their faces showing expressions of utter disbelief.

A guy who had just finished running and was sprawled on the ground sat up abruptly and tugged at the pant leg of the person next to him: "Wait, am I hallucinating? Who did the instructor call out?"

for how long?"

"Bian Yuelong and Li Guanqi, also within five minutes."

"Who? Who is Li Guanqi again?" The bewildered intern looked around blankly.

A tall man standing nearby, panting heavily, raised his trembling hand and pointed to the figure leaning against the wall, coughing with his back bent.

"That guy... who's on two months of sick leave."

"Fuck!"

"A perennial loser, and after two months, he comes back a superhero?"

"They secretly rolled it up? This isn't rolling it up, it's like they replaced the whole engine!"

"Which mental time chamber did you cultivate in? It's so efficient!"

"I hadn't seen him for two months, and I thought he had dropped out of training. Turns out he went into seclusion to cultivate!"

Amid the murmurs, Li Guanqi leaned against the wall, his lungs burning with pain, but an unprecedented feeling of exhilaration spread through his limbs.

He slowly straightened up, just in time to meet Xia Sheng's gaze.

His gaze was extremely complex, containing inquiry, doubt, and a hint of... strange bewilderment.

Li Guanqi himself was also quite surprised that the audience's dream experiences were so real that they would even have a physical reaction.
It's somewhat similar to the time travel story of the Snake-Life Bell.

During the Snake Life Bell's journeys, it will truly experience the 'host's' fate and receive real feedback from its own body. In all nine journeys, the host is the villain, beaten to death in various ways. Therefore, each time it returns to the Snake Life Bell, it can obtain a bloody body.

The dreams woven by the audience are so real that they even have a relevance to reality.

that--

Could a duel in a dream be considered a record in a chronicle?

If we were to count, wouldn't that be considered a windfall? But it seems not, as there weren't many exciting duels during the Seventh Era.

Li Guanqi boldly guessed that he should go to the Uncharted Territory later.

"Third place, Ji Wangxiang - Yu Wancha, time six minutes and fifty seconds."

Yan Lang's voice rang out again, this time with a hint of approval. Yu Wancha was a veteran in the training team, and it was truly impressive that he could run for less than seven minutes without his clothes ripping out.

Six minutes and fifty seconds is a shocking number, but Zhu Yu is ahead of it, and the top two are already astonishing.

"The remaining people took more than ten minutes."

"What are you all doing!" Yan Lang roared, and the training ground fell silent, with only heavy breathing remaining.

"Ten minutes is too difficult," someone complained in a low voice.

Yan Lang's gaze swept over everyone like a knife, finally settling on the faces of the trainees who had just been complaining.

"Difficult? Is ten minutes really that difficult?" he asked in a low voice.

The trainees dared not respond and all lowered their heads.

"Of course I know it's difficult." Yan Lang's voice suddenly softened, carrying the weariness of someone who had been through it all.

He strolled through the panting crowd.

"Your instructor went through the same thing."

He paused, as if recalling something distant, his eyes somewhat unfocused.

"In my year, the weight was 20 kilograms."

Twenty kilograms?!
A collective gasp rippled through the crowd.

Twenty kilograms, that's the weight of half a bag of cement! Carrying that thing while running a three-kilometer trail? Are you kidding me!
“Twenty kilograms…” Yan Lang’s voice was soft, but his tone was heavy. “That’s about the weight of a five or six-year-old child.”

The people being reprimanded were stunned for a moment, and the entire room fell silent instantly.

“Back then, medical conditions were even worse than they are now. There was only one temporary aid station every ten kilometers or even longer.”

Yan Lang's gaze swept past the crowd and landed on the distant horizon, where there was nothing.

"We can't take a car; all major transportation routes could be ambushed by Zhong and his gang of lunatics."

"So all we could do was carry those innocent children who got caught up in this mess, running on our own two legs, taking shortcuts, and crossing mountains and valleys."

"I held one, a little girl, very well-behaved, but half of her body was blown apart. Blood was flowing down my arm, warm, and then slowly getting cold."

Yan Lang withdrew his gaze, his eyes filled with a bone-chilling coldness.

"Maybe it was just a few seconds slower."

"Just a few seconds, just a few seconds slower," he kept repeating, like an emotionless machine.

"One life is about to end."

"This life could be that of a child who can only call you uncle, or it could be our friend, family member... or lover."

The entire arena fell silent; everyone held their breath. Only Yan Lang's cold words echoed repeatedly in the training ground, like a dull knife cutting into everyone's hearts, one cut at a time.

Yan Lang withdrew his outward sorrow, his face once again hardened like steel.

He scanned the room: "Everyone, stand up."

"Yes!" Everyone straightened their backs, stood in neat rows, and their limp limbs were filled with strength at this moment.

Yan Lang walked to the center of the training field: "Next item, unrestricted combat."

"The rules are simple." He forced a cold smile. "You can use any means necessary; the winner is the one whose back touches the ground."

"any questions?"

"no!"

This time, the answers were even more synchronized and louder than before.

Yan Lang was very satisfied. He nodded and his gaze swept across the crowd, finally landing on two people.

"Bian Yuelong-Xia Sheng, Bian Yuelong-Li Guanqi, step forward!"

Upon hearing this, Xia Sheng and Li Guanqi's expressions changed, and they stepped out from the crowd.

“Very good.” Yan Lang’s voice rang out again. “The two of you will set an example for everyone.”

"After catching up with the criminals, we still have to subdue them."

"We can't rely on domain cards for everything; we have to be strong ourselves!"

On the training field, everyone's eyes were focused on these two.

"Damn, this is going to be good."

"Monster to... to monster?"

"Who do you think can win?"

"Nonsense, it's definitely Xia Sheng. Li Guanqi is just a bit fast, but can he compare to Xia Sheng in hand-to-hand combat?"

"That's not necessarily true, this guy's weird..."

Amid the murmurs, the two stood still in the center of the room, five meters apart.

Xia Sheng stood with his feet slightly apart, his body lowered, his breathing steady. He stared intently at Li Guanqi, his eyes full of scrutiny, trying to see through him from the inside out.

Why does this person smell like an old acquaintance?
What exactly happened to him in the past two months?
Li Guanqi appeared much more relaxed, his arms hanging naturally at his sides, his posture casual. His mind was calm, and the images of life-or-death duels from the Seventh Era flowed through his mind, awakening his muscle memory.

The layman sees the spectacle, the expert sees the details. Yan Lang carefully observed Li Guanqi's posture, his pupils slightly contracting.

As a muscle expert, he could see the intricacies of the stance at a glance. The posture looked casual, but the center of gravity always maintained a delicate balance, allowing for the exertion of force from any angle at any time. It was a fighting stance that had been tested in life and death.

Yan Lang looked at the two of them and said expressionlessly, "Begin."

The words have not yet fallen.

"Whoosh—!" Xia Sheng was moved! He stomped his right foot hard on the ground, the solid training ground shook, and he was like a cannonball, without any fancy moves, throwing a powerful straight punch at Li Guanqi's face.

The force of the punch was fierce, making one's cheeks sting.

In a flash, Li Guanqi advanced instead of retreating, sliding half a step to the left at an extremely strange angle, just avoiding the punch.

"Snap!" A crisp, light sound.

His right hand moved like a snake emerging from its hole, his palm touching Xia Sheng's thick arm. He used the immense force to pull and deflect Xia Sheng's fist outwards, as if hitting cotton, instantly dissipating most of the force. Due to inertia, Xia Sheng staggered forward a step, his body wide open.

good chance!
Li Guanqi's eyes narrowed, and his left elbow tip transformed into a sharp blade, silently striking Xia Sheng's soft ribs.

However, Xia Sheng's reaction was equally astonishingly fast. Although he was unsteady, he twisted his waist and pulled in his abdomen, his muscles instantly tightening like an iron plate.

boom!
The elbow struck the taut muscle with a dull thud.

Xia Sheng grunted, using the impact to steady himself, and then unleashed a vicious sweeping kick that sent a gust of wind flying, heading straight for Li Guanqi's lower body.

Li Guanqi missed his first strike, immediately retreated, lightly touching the ground with his toes to nimbly avoid the kick.

In their first encounter, the speed and agility of the two opponents were dazzling.

The trainees watching had their mouths agape in an "O" shape.

"Damn it. These two are reacting like ghosts."

"If it were me, I would already be yelling at that punch, that elbow, that sweeping kick."

"Two monsters."

"The difference between people is so great."

“I used to think that Lao Li was a good buddy who was at the bottom of the class with me, but after only two months, he has become a stranger.”

"That bastard, he secretly stole it behind our backs!"

I'm afraid my brother will suffer, and I'm also afraid my brother will drive a Land Rover.

Xia Sheng steadied himself, shook his slightly numb arm, and when he looked at Li Guanqi again, his eyes had completely changed. His previous probing and doubt had now turned into pure fighting spirit.

That guy reacted so quickly.

Li Guanqi moved his numb elbow joint and was secretly amazed. Xia Sheng's physical fitness was terrifying. That blow would have broken an ordinary person's ribs, or at least made them cry out for a long time, but he was completely unharmed.

What kind of monster is that?

"Again!" Xia Sheng shouted and pounced again.

This time, he wasn't simply attacking head-on; he used both fists and feet, his attacks like a storm, creating a whistling sound. Just as his punches and kicks were about to land on Li Guanqi, this guy would always manage a last-second dodge, making it a heart-pounding experience!

The entire room fell silent; everyone held their breath.

Thousands of miles away, in Latia, a level-two fortress. Level-one and level-two fortresses are usually old-world ruins, prisons, or mines, not residential areas.

Among them, Latia is an ancient ruin, the site before the Great Explosion of 204 AD. That blank century has been studied and loved by many explorers.

On this day, Latia welcomed two distinguished guests.

A green-haired girl wearing black armor, named Imi X, also known as God Shadow Midrash in the Fifth Age.

She was the first person to possess a black halo. However, during the subsequent battles against numerous forces, including Hellfire Machine, she inadvertently saw the 'cage'. In that instant, she suffered a backlash from the 'divine will,' her black halo collapsed, she lost the war, and she was reduced to an ordinary spirit.

From then on, she kept researching 'bombs', and without a doubt, she was the person in the world who hated cages the most.

She might not be the strongest in the twelve-hour clock, but when it comes to blowing up cages, she's definitely the most proactive.

The bombing has been ongoing since the Fifth Period, continuing into the Eleventh Period.

In the past six hundred years, in terms of the number of failed operations, 0748 can only be considered a greenhorn in comparison.

In 1067, 003, the fluctuation of the argonium reached more than seven million extreme values, making it the 'most promising generation'.

The person who didn't fight while standing next to this kind of person is also an oddball, or more accurately, a person who has become a spirit from marble, looking just like Obito in the Six Paths.

The Stone Monster's real name is Saroo Deta, the leader of the Rock Clan, with the title of Impure Earth, one of the Twelve Clocks, and the code name given to him by the Soul Reaper is Doctor.

The two were very much in sync when it came to blowing up the cage.

The two walked slowly together through the ruins, surrounded by deathly silence, with only the whistling of the wind as it passed through the broken walls.

ImiX stared intently at the top of his palm, where an epic-level [Dark Magician] card floated silently, emitting a faint glow.

There is also a kind that cannot be seen with the naked eye, which is the pull of something underground.

After walking another hundred meters or so, when they stepped onto a cracked plaza, a strange change occurred.

[The Black Magician] A golden halo suddenly burst forth with dazzling light, staining the surrounding broken walls with a layer of gold.

"Such a powerful magical fluctuation..."

Immy X's eyes lit up, her previous irritation vanished, she quickened her pace, and finally stopped in the middle of the wasteland, pointing to the ground beneath her feet.

"This should be it!"

She turned around abruptly to look at the stone figure behind her. Her face, which had been full of heroic spirit just a second ago, was instantly filled with a sweet smile, and her voice became soft and gentle.

"Honey, thank you for your help."

That voice was so sweet it seemed to freeze the air.

"If you shout again, I'll kill you." Edo stopped, his face, made of rock, showing no expression.

Immy X playfully stuck out her tongue and stepped aside without a care.

Edo walked to the designated spot, slowly squatted down, and gently placed its hand, made entirely of rock, on the cracked ground.

An invisible energy flowed from his palm to the ground and into the underworld.

Close your eyes.

One second, two seconds...

The surroundings were deathly silent; even the wind had stopped.

Immy tilted her head, looked around, and asked with a slightly bewildered expression, "Where's the stuff? Could it be... failed again?"

After all, she has plenty of experience with failure.

"What's the rush?" Edo Tensei uttered three words calmly and slowly stood up.

The voice just fell.

Boom——!
The earth suddenly sank, followed by a violent tremor!
The plaza beneath their feet began to churn as if alive, and countless bottomless cracks spread wildly outwards from the spot where the filthy earth touched them.

"Crack-!"

The dilapidated buildings that had stood for hundreds of years could no longer hold on and collapsed with a roar, raising clouds of dust that blotted out the sky.

Imi X was jolted and staggered, but showed no sign of panic. Instead, he stared at the ground with excitement.

The crack in the ground grew wider and wider, and a huge shadow was slowly rising from the earth.

The first thing to emerge was a huge stone cloak, followed by an even larger head. The face had no features, only an ancient clock with its hands fixed at 4:35.

Next, there were its short arms and legs, one of which was holding a huge staff that was almost as tall as its body.

An unsettling golden halo shimmered all around.

This stone monster, which crawled out of the ground, stood silently in the ruins, exuding a sense of desolation and oppression from an old era.

Time Magician (Edo Tensei Version)
"Just for this?" Edo Tensei asked coldly.

A near-epic spirit is certainly worth paying attention to for ordinary people, but for them, it can only be considered a mid-to-low-end item and is not worth spending more than ten years of effort to find.

"It's for what's behind it." Immy X clasped her hands together and closed her eyes in prayer.

"What's behind that?" Edo asked, puzzled.

After finishing his prayer, Imi X opened his eyes and raised his hand to channel his magic clan leadership power into the Time Magician: "A lost duelist possessing the epic-level Red-Eyes Black Dragon."

"Is that so?" Edo Tensei said calmly.

He knew that ImiX had been looking for the epic-level [Red-Eyes Black Dragon]. He had finally gotten a clue before, but then he found that the card was broken, so now he had set his sights on this card.

"What were you praying for just now?" he asked again.

Immy X said calmly, "That's a lost duelist who has mastered good fortune. You can only meet him if you guess the face of the Time Magician."

"You guessed right?" Edo paused, the effects of [Time Magician] flashing through his mind.

Guess the coin toss; if you guess correctly, destroy all of your opponent's monsters.

If you guess wrong, your monsters are destroyed, and you will also suffer damage equal to half the combined ATK of the destroyed monsters.

Both the risks and the rewards are significant.

"Whoosh—!" After absorbing enough magician command power, the pointer on the [Time Magician] began to spin rapidly.

"Boom—" The surrounding golden halo rapidly expanded, enveloping the entire ruins.

Edo looked at the spinning pointer and asked calmly, "What will happen if I guess wrong?"

"It's okay, the effect won't be ruined," Immy X replied earnestly.

"And what about me?" Edo Tensei asked.

"It's alright, the effect won't ruin my life!"

"what about me."

"It's okay, wow—"

A dazzling golden light erupted, and the hands of the Time Magician slowly came to a stop.

"Has anyone ever told you that you deserve a beating?" Edo Tensei said calmly.

"Is it just that I deserve a beating?" Immy X said playfully. "Some people used to say I deserved to be fucked, and they wanted to pin me against the wall and fuck me."

The Men's Training Ground at the Youlan Islands.

On the dusty ground, two figures moved so fast that they left afterimages.

Li Guanqi's vicious elbow strike missed its mark, and he felt a chill run down his spine, realizing something was wrong.

Sure enough, the next second, Xia Sheng appeared beside him like a ghost, skillfully deflecting the force, followed by a clean and swift sweeping leg kick.

"boom!"

Li Guanqi felt a sudden loss of balance, his whole body spun around, and he fell heavily to the ground.

The dust has settled.

The whole place was dead silent.

Xia Sheng's chest heaved violently, sweat dripping down his chin. He didn't utter a sarcastic remark, nor did he display any victorious air. He simply panted heavily, silently reaching out to pull Li Guanqi up from the ground.

After a brief silence.

"Awesome!" Thunderous applause and cheers suddenly erupted from all around.

"Amazing! I didn't even see that move clearly!"

"Are you two really freshmen?"

Yan Lang, standing on the high platform, also showed a rare hint of appreciation in his eyes, nodding and saying, "Well done."

It's more than just good.

The fighting skills these two young men just displayed were nothing like those of inexperienced newcomers; they seemed more like two seasoned veterans who had been immersed in this art for hundreds of years, engaged in a life-or-death duel.

Those counter-attacks and those incredible agility techniques were completely beyond the scope of a new recruit.

What was supposed to be a duel that would only last a few minutes was dragged out for almost twenty minutes, with high-intensity confrontation throughout without a moment's respite.

"You two take a break." Yan Lang glanced at the two of them, then turned to the others, his expression turning stern. "The rest of you, practice in pairs according to the original order!"

"Yes!" The crowd responded in unison, immediately scattering to find opponents to practice with.

Li Guanqi plopped down on the grass, handed Xia Sheng a bottle of water, unscrewed a bottle for himself, and gulped down several mouthfuls.

The cool liquid slid down his throat, calming his disordered breathing considerably.

"You're really amazing." He rarely admired anyone, but this Xia Sheng was the first person he truly admired since arriving in Biantana.

He may have seen those stronger than Xia Sheng before.

What he truly admired was that Xia Sheng scored 299 points on the written test.

He is a true master of both literature and martial arts. In terms of martial arts, he is a well-rounded warrior with all-around A-level strength, speed, and defense. He looks to be in his early twenties.

The only strange thing is that he wasn't wearing the intern uniform; he was still wearing his own casual clothes, which might be because the contract wasn't signed properly.

"I just chose what I'm good at," Xia Sheng said slowly, his voice calm. "If it were a real battlefield, I wouldn't be able to defeat you."

"You think you can run away? I definitely can't catch you."

“Uh—” Li Guanqi looked embarrassed.

Xia Sheng was right. If it were a real battlefield battle, he might not be able to win, but he could outrun his opponent. His stats and defense were both B, but his speed was SS.

The training focused on 'combat,' requiring him to engage in close-quarters combat, yet he couldn't break through the opponent's defenses, which allowed the opportunity to exploit.

If a real fight broke out, if he were a bit shameless, he could easily "fly a kite," relentlessly applying pressure, and if he couldn't get the pressure to work, he could just run away.

Xia Sheng looked at the clouds rolling in the sky, took a sip of water, and started a conversation: "How are you going to make up for the points you've fallen behind?"

"This is indeed a difficult problem." Li Guanqi took a sip of water and sighed deeply.

The points-based task had already started in the second month, so he and Tang Xin actually skipped one month's task.

This means that after completing their morning physical training and afternoon combat training, they will have to complete twice the amount of tasks that others have to do in order to graduate on time when they go on missions in the evening.

"What do you think of this mission?" Xia Sheng pressed the supercomputing ring on his wrist, and a pale blue light screen was projected in front of the two of them.

On the light screen was a densely packed list of tasks from within the Spirit Control Bureau.

Unlike other interns who dutifully only looked at their own tasks, Xia Sheng did not check the box for "Only show intern tasks".

Thus, the entire task database of the Spirit Control Bureau was laid bare before the two of them.

From the lowest rank F to the highest rank SSS, everything is available, and at the very top of the entire mission list, there is a unique M-rank mission marked in scarlet font—

【Clear 003】.

The mission description consisted of only one rather unserious sentence: "Complete this mission, and the Spirit Control Bureau will be disbanded on the spot."

"What mission?" Li Guanqi suppressed his distracting thoughts and leaned closer to see where Xia Sheng was pointing.

Xia Sheng's finger traced across the light screen before finally pausing and saying, "This one."

The moment Li Guanqi saw the details of the mission, his breath caught in his throat for a second.

[SS-Rank Quest: Find the Lost Potion Recipe - Angel's Tears]

[Mission Description: A potion created at the end of the Sixth Era that can increase affinity with the human body, called Angel's Tears.]

(End of this chapter)