Yu-Gi-Oh!: Worldwide Mix, the Ultimate Necromancer Duel

"Still agonizing over winning or losing?" You Chen finally stopped laughing, looking at Hai Zhi with an expression as if he were an idiot. "Don't you understand the situation yet?"

"This duel, from the moment you activated [Bitter Choice]," You Chen said, enunciating each word clearly and with unwavering resolve, "was already—over."

Hai Zhi: "??????"

He was somewhat bewildered by You Chen's arrogant words: "You think you can decide the outcome with just one [Necromantic Temptation]? Are you crazy, or am I? A mere 1500 points of damage..."

"You laughed? When did you...?" You Chen interrupted him, his smile turning cold and dangerous. "You gave me... the illusion that I only had one [Necromantic Temptation]?"

Hai Zhi's heart sank suddenly!

An extremely terrifying thought, one that sent chills down his spine, uncontrollably entered his mind.

No... that can't be!

As if to confirm his deepest fear, You Chen's arm, with an elegant yet deadly aura, suddenly swung down!

"I've prepared a total of—"

Three!

"Open them all! Perpetual Trap—[Necromantic Temptation]!!"

"Second card! Third card! Chain reaction!"

Snapped!Snapped!

As he passionately announced, the other two face-down cards flipped over as if they had received a command!

Above the card, more pale, twisted undead shadows emerged, emitting silent shrieks!

Three pale white halos overlapped and resonated, completely enveloping the half of the arena where Hai Zhi was located!

A chilling, deathly aura, as if emanating from a cemetery, seemed to permeate the air, causing the temperature to drop several degrees!

"WTF?!!"

Three?!

"I'll...cook it!!!"

Hai Zhi's eyes widened instantly, almost popping out of their sockets!

The color drained from his face in an instant, then returned in a sickly flush from extreme shock, panic, and shame. He stood there completely dumbfounded, his mind blank!

Not only him, but all the dojo disciples around him, and even the angry challengers, couldn't help but gasp and stare in astonishment!

Three copies of [Necromancer's Temptation]! Is this even a human opening?! What was this guy thinking when he built this deck?!

"Otherwise," You Chen said leisurely, watching Hai Zhi's incredibly complex expression shift, "why did I frantically draw cards just now? Wasn't it to get those three key traps into my hand?"

He paused, his tone almost dripping with sarcasm: "But I never expected that Senior Brother Haizhi... would be so cooperative. Afraid that the damage wouldn't be high enough, you even personally delivered a [Bitter Choice]."

"Tsk tsk, such a dedicated actor, it's hard to find one for a role."

Every word You Chen said was like a resounding slap across Hai Zhi's face.

"Well then, let's settle the score now." You Chen's voice suddenly turned cold, like a pronouncement, "[Bitter Choice] requires discarding four cards from the five cards I've shown to the graveyard, plus [Bitter Choice] itself is five cards."

"For each card sent to the Graveyard, trigger the [Necromancer's Lure] effect once, dealing 300 damage to each card."

"One [Necromantic Lure] deals 5 x 300 = 1500 damage."

"Three cards trigger in a chain, and the damage is calculated cumulatively."

"So, the total damage is—"

You Chen stretched out his finger and pointed it at Hai Zhi, whose face was ashen.

"1500 x 3 = 4500 base points!!"

"boom--!!!"

"BOOM—!!!"

The moment You Chen finished speaking, three pale white halos of death simultaneously erupted with dazzling light!

Several grayish-white shockwaves composed of pure death energy, like venomous snakes locking onto their prey, emitted a shrill shriek and slammed into Hai Zhi, who was frozen in place, from three directions!

That was a curse backlash against the living, caused by a card that was sent to the graveyard!

"-300LP!"

"-300LP!"

"-300LP!"

"..."

"Ughh ...

Hai Zhi had no time to react. He let out a series of mournful and unwilling screams before his entire body was completely swallowed up by the violent death energy!

On the duel disk, his originally full 4000 health points plummeted like an avalanche amidst the piercing alarm!

The backlash from just one magic card wiped out his health points to zero!

As the white light faded, Hai Zhi staggered back two steps before barely managing to regain his balance. His face was deathly pale, his chest heaving violently, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat. The phantom pain of his soul being torn apart just moments before seemed to have not yet dissipated.

Inside the venue, everyone was completely silent.

Everyone seemed to have completely lost their senses.

"Holy crap? No way, the senior disciple of the Sea Life Duel Dojo was instantly defeated?"

"Holy crap, this is way too outrageous, especially since it was suicide."

"Wow, so this is how duels can be played?"

"That's awesome! That fighting style is so weird!"

"He was tortured to death."

"That's incredible! This guy must be a pro!"

You Chen's duel shocked the entire audience.

This side of the second floor.

Although Chen Feng had made ample preparations, he still couldn't help but exclaim in shock: "He really is a big shot. He's terrifying. His mind is so meticulous, and in such a short time, he went from discovering the scheme to turning the tables and then guiding the enemy."

"Then deck building becomes incredibly smooth."

"Is this what genius is?"

Chen Feng knew that those who could duel weren't necessarily good at building decks.

But You Chen can do everything.

She's incredibly versatile.

He had no regrets about losing, and now he was completely convinced of his defeat.

The elder sect leader beside him blinked and finally understood what Chen Feng meant.

"Good heavens!"

"Could this person be a master?"

"Young Master Feng, do you know what star level he is?"

The elder sect leader asked tentatively.

"I don't know." Chen Feng shook his head; he wanted to know too.

"Then how did you meet him?" The old sect leader frowned.

"Cough cough, I just lost to him yesterday, how could I not know?" Chen Feng said quite frankly.

Upon hearing this, the old sect leader was dumbfounded.

All 64 elite duelists lost?

You Chen chuckled lightly, "I won. The duel is over. Settlement, thank you, 20,000!"

"I told you long ago, betting 500 on 20,000 is a great deal."

The other dojo disciples were already filled with fear.

So that saying was true after all.

It's really a great deal.

After You Chen got the money, the senior disciple was so badly beaten that he was depressed and squatted on the ground, drawing circles with his finger.

It's clear they haven't gotten over it yet.

You Chen felt it wasn't enough and asked, "Can I do it again?"

The disciples of the martial arts school were so frightened that they dared not look at each other.

The old sect leader also raised an eyebrow, wishing he could throw him out.

That kid!

That's outrageous! Are they treating this place like an ATM?

In a fit of anger, he snapped.

"Ahem, we're closed today, please leave."

"Maybe next time."

You Chen: "How about tomorrow?"

The elder sect leader blushed: "..."