Yu-Gi-Oh!: Zero-frame starter with a laugh! You dodge?

You Feng's lips curled into a very faint smile, a smile that contained no smugness, but only a calm understanding of everything.

"Just as I expected! Knowing it was impossible, they still did it, simply to test me!"

"What a pity."

"These tricks are still too naive."

He raised his eyes, his gaze as calm as a deep pool.

Lei Meng trembled violently, and his pupils suddenly contracted!

The other party... could see right through his scheme hidden beneath his anger?!

A chill crept up my spine, instantly easing the heat caused by the spike in blood pressure.

He felt that all his thoughts and plans were easily seen through by that calm gaze.

"Lei Meng".

A cold, emotionless voice came from behind Lei Meng; it was Lei You.

He had opened his eyes at some point, and his gaze behind the goggles passed over Lei Meng's shoulder and landed on You Feng.

"Do you still think you're facing just an ordinary duelist?" Lei You's voice was flat, yet it pierced Lei Meng's last shred of hope like a cold needle. "Put away your useless arrogance and probing. His calculations are superior to yours."

Under normal circumstances, Lei Meng might have heeded this reminder.

But at this moment, the humiliation of being repeatedly tricked, the shock of having his tactics seen through, and the increasingly undisguised mocking gazes of the villagers of Luoshen Village around him had already burned his pitiful self-esteem and competitiveness to a scorching, twisted state!

"I don't need your reminder!!" Lei turned around abruptly and roared at Lei You, his eyes bloodshot.

He turned back and stared intently at You Feng, his chest heaving violently, like a cornered beast with its eyes completely red.

Reason is being consumed by boiling emotions.

Lei Meng had run out of tricks up his sleeve. Summoning [Thunder Emperor God] was just a test to see how much You Feng knew about his deck.

Try feigning an attack. The opponent has another card to cover. Is it an attack to create a trap, or some other type?

He tried to glean clues from You Feng's face.

This is also a game of strategy.

However, little did he know that Youfeng was so familiar with his cards, and even his intentions were crystal clear.

But he was just not willing to accept it! He wasn't willing to end it so pathetically!

"I..." A low, beast-like growl escaped his throat, and finally, through gritted teeth, he forced out a few words utterly humiliating: "Round over!"

The moment the battle ended, he felt his momentum vanish completely.

That forced, blustering offensive posture became a complete joke.

"At the end of your turn."

That nightmarish, punctual voice returned once more.

You Feng didn't even glance at Lei Meng's fascinating expression; he simply calmly announced the operation of the rules according to the established procedure.

"Based on the effect of the Continuous Trap [Nightmare Labyrinth]—" he pointed to the ever-changing purple labyrinth phantom in the center of the field, "the battle configuration of all face-up monsters on the field is forcibly changed."

"Then."

"It's my turn again with the Dreamy Clown."

The clown on the field let out a series of sharp, piercing laughs, bowed exaggeratedly, and changed his posture from flamboyant to mysterious defensive.

"The effect activates the instant its form changes."

The sound of the wind calmly pronounced the death sentence.

"I choose to destroy your [Thunderous Wolf] on the field."

"Damn it!! This is never going to end!" Lei Meng let out a desperate, almost screaming cry, took a step forward, and stretched out his arm in vain, as if trying to grab something.

But everything was already destined.

Under the watchful eyes of countless people, the comical clown, for the third time, with the same lightness, precision, and mockery, flicked the gleaming throwing knife with his backhand.

Swish!

The blade flashed like the cold moon, slicing through the air.

"Bang--!!!"

An even deeper, more muffled cracking sound rang out.

[Thunderous Wolf] The seemingly imposing defensive stance formed by lightning burst like a punctured bubble the moment the flying knife struck its core!

Blue and white lightning fragments scattered and flew everywhere, illuminating Lei Meng's bloodshot eyes, which were filled with disbelief and raging fury.

He finally managed to summon his ace card by using up two key cards, but its effect was negated, and now he couldn't even keep it in defense position.

Destroyed for the third time by the same clown, in the same way, like a toy?!

"This is not a duel at all!"

This is humiliation! This is public execution! This is pressing Lei Meng's face to the ground and repeatedly crushing it with that damned clown's pointed leather shoe!

"Ha ha--!!"

In Luoshen Village, the laughter that had been suppressed for so long finally erupted like a volcano!

"Well done, Yuuka!!"

"I never imagined that among our younger generation, Youfeng is actually the strongest?!"

"Look at Lei Meng's face, it's almost as red as a pig's liver! That was awesome! So awesome!"

"We'll crush any dissent! Our Luoshen Village has finally had a day when we can hold our heads high!"

Qin Jian and the Sea Emperor exchanged a glance, both seeing deep shock in each other's eyes.

Qin Jian clicked his tongue and whispered, "This kid... not only has a tricky deck-building strategy, but he's also ruthless in his psychological warfare. Killing someone is just a matter of a head falling to the ground, but he's trying to completely break Lei Meng's mentality."

The Sea Emperor crossed his arms, his usual languid expression replaced by the excitement of discovering a treasure: "Precise, ruthless, efficient. Every move hits the opponent's weakest spot. In his hands, this insidious deck is no longer simple control, but an art of tormenting the opponent. Two hundred thousand? I think it's worth it!"

The old village chief still held the teacup steadily, but his slightly trembling fingertips and the fleeting look of satisfaction in the depths of his eyes betrayed his unsettled heart.

How long has it been since Luoshen Village has seen such a refreshing and even amazing younger generation?

Lei Zhen's hand, which had been stroking his beard, had long since stopped. The smile on his face had completely vanished, replaced by a deep scrutiny and solemnity.

He glanced at the composed old village chief across from him, then at the black-haired boy in the center of the field who seemed to have only done a trivial thing, his mind churning with turmoil.

This boy named Youfeng is more than just interesting.

His composure far beyond his years, his almost terrifyingly precise grasp of card effects and chain timing, and this bizarre deck that completely breaks away from conventions and is designed specifically for torture and control.

Lei Zhen suddenly felt that his advance scouting trip had hit an unexpected brick wall.

No, perhaps it wasn't an iron plate, but a deep well that appeared ancient but actually concealed endless dangers.

After Lei Meng's declaration to end his turn faded away, You Feng slowly drew a card.

"Well then, it's my turn now."

"Draw a card".