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

He shouted with extreme excitement, and Mi Tu, who was standing to the side, did not dare to interrupt.

"Hehehe..." Qiu Ren's eyes were bloodshot, and he raised the corners of his mouth in a mad smile as he slapped down the newly drawn card.

"Quick-attack spell - [Whirlwind]!"

"Destroy the Nightmare Torture Chamber!"

A whooshing sound swept by, and the storm shattered a torture chamber.

Luo Bai watched all of this without any emotional fluctuation.

In the remaining two torture chambers, two red-hot iron whips appeared in mid-air, steam rising from them.

"3...3600 damage..."

Despite suppressing his inner panic, Qiu Renqiang's whole body was still trembling uncontrollably.

"Snapped--"

Before I could even offer myself a few words of comfort, the scalding whip had already struck my body, burning through the clothes on my shoulders.

[Such strong spirituality]

A cold voice echoed in my mind.

"Ugh—" Qiu Ren clutched his shoulder and instinctively groaned.

Compared to the 300-damage electric shock, the Magic Card's spiritual strike is even more deadly.

"don't want..."

He stared blankly at the fiery iron whip in mid-air, his hands groping frantically for the "surrender" button, but he couldn't find it.

The league cannot surrender.

You can feign falling down, and the AI ​​referee will assess the injury. If you are seriously injured and unable to continue fighting, you will be declared the loser.

But it's obvious—

Two or three hundred is not enough to cause serious injury.

Qiu Ren is now very, very lucid.

"No...I surrender..."

He moved his feet back little by little, and crashed into the barrier with a thud, finding himself with nowhere left to retreat.

"Snapped--"

"Ah!!!" The second scorching hot iron whip struck him, and Qiu Ren let out a sharp crack.

"Snapped--"

"Snapped--"

"Snapped--"

"Snapped--"

The iron whip lashed out fiercely, emitting a piercing whistling sound. The flesh was whipped until it was a bloody mess, and blood gushed out like a spring, dripping onto the ground with a terrifying dripping sound.

Each time he was whipped, his body trembled violently.

Until his body was whipped until it was twisted and deformed, his face was filled with deep pain and resentment.

"I want you dead!" Qiu Ren roared with extreme fury.

Luo Bai remained unmoved, coldly staring at him.

"I want...you to die..." Qiu Ren raised his hand into a claw, moved his feet with difficulty, coughed up blood, and his face was ferocious, as if he wanted to strangle Luo Bai.

"Snapped--"

With a single lash of the iron whip, his raised hand was knocked away.

"Snapped--"

"Snapped--"

"Snapped--"

"Snapped--"

"Snapped--"

Six scorching iron whips struck mercilessly, and Qiu Ren let out a series of shrill and powerless howls that echoed in terror. His whole body was twisted and deformed as if he were being slowly sliced ​​to death, trembling in deep pain and hatred.

This is not a duel.

It was more like a massacre.

Luo Bai stood at a distance, watching indifferently.

Chapter 303 Fourth-Tier League - Victory

红色方LP：3800→3500→3200→2900→2600→2300→2000→1700→1400→1100→800→500→200

Qiu Ren lay in a pool of blood, barely alive.

"I'll kill you..."

He trembled as he propped himself up, coughed up another mouthful of blood, and collapsed heavily to the ground.

His body was covered in sword wounds, electric shock wounds, and whip marks.

The entire room fell into a deathly silence.

Jules stared blankly, and after a long while, he managed to squeeze out, "Is...is this really a duel...?"

He has been commentating on the league for over a decade.

The duel before him was a huge shock to him, and it shattered his worldview.

"What exactly is this...?"

"Stop! This isn't a duel..."

The audience stared in disbelief at the brutal scene. They had thought it was just an ordinary competition or performance, but they never expected it to turn into such a tragic duel. A few women even covered their mouths to suppress their vomiting.

"Brother, this is..." Xia Yu frowned, feeling a little nauseous.

Xia Sheng covered her eyes and said, "Stop looking, take a rest."

"Don't worry, we'll win this round."

"Not necessarily," Immy said, cracking sunflower seeds. "The opponent still has 200 base points. What if they manage to get back up?"

“No,” Xia Sheng said firmly, “He is already dead.”

...

Thousands of miles away, at the Banyeting Fortress, Angel stared at the duel on the tablet, clutching her chest tightly.

A blush rose to her cheeks.

There's a feeling I can't quite describe.

"So...so cool..."

She half-covered her mouth, speechless for a long time, before finally managing to squeeze out the word "cool".

"What a pity," the agent said regretfully. "We were 200 points short. If we could have burned one more time, we would have won."

“No.” Angel stared at Luo Bai’s card as if gazing at a lover, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"I can feel it..."

"Heh...heh haha..."

She seemed to have gone mad; her laughter was somewhat sickly.

"His card, absolutely... absolutely—"

...

Stand up!

A cold command echoed in Qiu Ren's mind.

"cough--"

He coughed up blood, and his limbs seemed to be dragged by invisible threads, forcibly pulled up.

"Hahaha!"

Qiu Ren regained some consciousness and let out a crazy laugh.

"I survived."

"Hahaha... I survived..."

He looked at the remaining five cards in his hand, which allowed him to Special Summon [Crimson Nova].

In the final stage, with a level 10 pain and 3,000 kcal of spiritual damage, both of them will die.

"Let's die together, hahaha!"

Qiu Ren laughed wildly and roared at Luo Bai, determined to take him down with him even if he died.

[Waiting for the other party to make a move...]

A cold notification popped up, and his frantic thoughts suddenly turned cold.

The game is still in the gacha phase.

It was just a normal card draw, and I took 4800 damage.

Why don't you draw a card?

He was taken aback at first, then looked up and met Luo Bai's cold gaze, and trembled all over.

My gaze involuntarily drifted to the card.

"Could it be..." Qiu Ren's eyes widened, his lips twitching. "No, impossible..."

"No, it won't..."