Yu-Gi-Oh!: This card wants to go to you.

"Slap—slap—slap!"

The electric shocks sounded like whipping.

Blue side LP: 3000→2300→1600→900

"【Scrap Metal Recycler】Effect Processing... Tomb Pile【Crystal Mechanism. Amethyst Dragon】..." Nanyang Ling swallowed, her groan barely audible.

The black whirlwind completely blew everything around, leaving only one person standing alone on the red earth.

"Could it be..." Xiao Zixuan was stunned.

There's an indescribable feeling; ever since I reached a certain rank in ranked matches, I've lost touch with certain things.

As long as they're not idiots.

They should have known that if the monster effect were triggered again, it would be nerfed to death.

"As long as they're not an idiot..."

"Activate the Graveyard [Amethyst Dragon] effect!"

In a daze, Xiao Zixuan seemed to transcend time and space, hearing a shout that pierced his soul, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

Nan Yangling's face was deathly pale. She kept swallowing, her chest heaving, as she struggled to keep herself upright.

He raised his head, looked directly at the three Blackwing Assault Dragons high in the sky, opened his arms, and said with a smile.

"bring it on."

"Boom—"

The three Blackwing Assault Dragons flapped their wings again, unleashing a barrage of black wind blades.

"Snapped--"

The first cut.

Blue side LP: 900 → 200

"Snapped--"

Another slash.

Blue side LP: 200 → 0

The blue team's base score had already reached zero, but instead of the intelligent referee announcing the outcome, they received no victory or defeat.

But -

The third cut!

"Snapped--"

The electric shocks were accompanied by the sounds of whipping and scraping.

Blue side LP: 0 → 0

The winner is the red side.

As the cold, mechanical announcement faded, the Kaling illusion gradually dissipated, and the dueling arena returned to calm.

One figure finally couldn't hold on any longer.

"thump!"

It crashed down with a thud, raising a cloud of dust.

Chapter 254 Doing Extraordinary Things in Extraordinary Difficulties

happy New Year.

Congratulations!

Nan Yangling's figure crashed to the ground, and Bian Yuelong's training room suddenly fell into a deathly silence.

"Violent Hero!" (nickname) Bina exclaimed in surprise and rushed forward to help the person up.

"Hey, are you alright?!"

She crouched down and started pinching and shaking Nan Yangling's body, performing CPR and moving her limbs.

Yi Lan walked to the side and silently turned off the training machine. It was time to pause, otherwise they really wouldn't be able to gather enough people.

"Cough!" Nan Yangling coughed up a mouthful of smoke as Bi Nai'er pressed hard against her chest.

"He's not dead yet..."

"But if you press it again, I'm going to die..."

He was breathing heavily, gave a wry smile and joked, completely unconcerned about his serious injuries.

The next moment, something strange happened.

The external injuries, such as electric shocks and cuts, on Nanyang Ling's body are healing automatically, and her physical condition is back to what it was before training.

"Wow—" Binelle stared at the scene, her mouth slightly agape. "No matter how many times I see it, it's always so amazing!"

"Don't ask, it's a medical miracle." Nanyang Ling breathed a sigh of relief, smiled, and slowly stood up.

The original owner was an asexual person, a deformed child of the Nanyang family. He underwent a mutation at the age of ten. He could control his body's organs, bones, tissues, or hormones, making his body appear in various forms, including self-harm or self-mutilation.

Unless it's a fatal injury, it can be healed quickly.

Nanyang Ling was his deceased comrade-in-arms and cousin, who died in front of him during a secret mission. Afterwards, he decided to replicate Nanyang Ling's physical data and live on in his place.

He himself died on that classified mission.

As for the red leaves, that's another story...

"Wow, no wonder he's called Violent Man!" Binaire gave him a thumbs up and patted him on the back heartily.

"Alright, I'm going to continue training..." Nanyang Ling ignored the objections and prepared to restart the training machine.

Just then, the training room door was violently kicked open, and a young woman who looked like she had been staying up all night appeared before everyone. She was the last person in charge of the team, the manager - Ye Jing.

"Sister Jing..."

Upon seeing this person, Nan Yangling silently withdrew her hand, no longer daring to restart the training machine, while Bi Nai'er retreated behind the others.

Yi Lan switched to her younger sister form, covered her ears with two fingers, closed her eyes tightly, and muttered aggrievedly, "If you want to get scolded, then let me do it..."

"What are you doing..." Shu Yu'er looked bewildered, not understanding why they were so trembling with fear.

The next instant.

"You're rebelling!" Ye Jing roared, sending a shiver through the entire training room.

Shu Yu'er was stunned by the shout, and a bunch of words got stuck in her throat.

Zhou Jiaping felt a chill run down his spine. He quickly ended his training, turned to face Ye Jing, and saluted and bowed: "Hello, Sister Jing!"

"What the hell are you talking about?!" Ye Jing roared, her haggard face, worn from long hours of staying up late, flushed with anger. "What's wrong with you guys?"

"I heard the whole team was injured and hospitalized?!"

"Guys, I'm begging you... please be mindful of the training intensity, okay?!"

The scolding grew louder and louder.

Zhou Jiaping dared not respond and could only stand there dumbfounded as he was scolded. Nanyang Ling and Binaier shrank into a corner, not daring to utter a sound.

"Your medical expenses this month are 350,000..." Ye Jing took out her tablet and explained the data one by one.

"Due to injury, he missed 48 exhibition matches... and paid a total of 960,000 in breach of contract penalties..."

"Due to injury, I missed sixteen individual matches... I lost 160,000 registration fees and 16 fortress reputation points..."

"Nutritional expenses increased by 15% compared to last month..."

"Commercial performances, personal training sessions, and endorsements have decreased by 20% compared to last month..."

Ye Jing put away her computer, took a deep breath, and seeing this, Yi Lan pursed her lips and covered her ears again.

"Guess why?!"

The screams and roars echoed through the training room again, and this time Shu Yu'er, Nan Yangling, and Binaier wisely covered their ears.

Only Zhou Jiaping stood his ground against the shrewish roar from the east bank of the river.

It wasn't that he didn't want to plug his ears, but if he made such a small move, the next sound would be even louder.

"Report to the agent!" Zhou Jiaping stood at attention and said seriously, "It's a special training session arranged by the coach."

Nanyang Ling/Binaier nodded: "Smart."

"Coach?" Ye Jing frowned and thought for a moment. "It seems like they said a new coach has arrived."

Where is he?!

She said with a sharp glint in her eyes.

"The coach is secretly training with Bai Yun," Zhou Jiaping said truthfully, pointing in a certain direction.

"Sister Jing, how about later..."

"Hmm?" Ye Jing gritted her teeth and groaned, her eyes wide and bloodshot. Zhou Jiaping immediately fell silent upon seeing this, not daring to say anything more.

"Call him out! Call a meeting!" Ye Jing said harshly, and walked alone towards the meeting room, her anger palpable.

"Coach...the agent wants us to have a meeting..." Zhou Jiaping gently knocked on the door of Baiyun's training room, looking somewhat embarrassed, as this behavior was a bit presumptuous.

There was no response from inside the room for a long time.

Shu Yu'er frowned, pressed her face against the iron gate, and vaguely heard some strange words.

Her pupils contracted sharply, her expression turned icy, and she activated the listening device she had secretly placed on Bai Yun.

Press the speaker button, maximum volume!

Strange conversations came through the listening device, and Baiyun's voice sounded very tense.

"Coach...we're not doing this right..."

"What's wrong with that? It's good to relax once in a while..."

Nanyang Ling/Binaier's face twisted in disbelief: "Relax? Hmm? We almost got hurt, and they're relaxing inside?"