I asked you to print cards, not to kill gods.

"Hey, has our God of Sui come so early?" Tan Song saw Shen Sui at a glance and greeted him enthusiastically.

"I understand the reason..." Shen Sui looked at You Wenqi beside him and asked curiously, "You Ju also came in?"

You Wenqi did not participate in the Huashan Invitational Tournament, and his identity should not be the coach of any player. It is absolutely impossible for him to get here without some transaction with the organizer.

Hearing Shen Sui's question, You Wenqi glanced at Tiais who was not far away and said, "Some tricks were used. Who made the Huashan Invitational Tournament so exciting?"

Shen Sui noticed You Wenqi's eyes and immediately understood the reason.

There is something wrong with Tiais, so the Exploration Bureau sends You Wenqi to monitor him.

Shen Sui immediately thought of the scene when the god he summoned glanced at him during the duel with Tiais that day. Could it be related to this?

However, although Tis is the world's number one, his match is not a popular event tonight because his opponent is an unknown eighth-level fortune-telling master. It is even slightly less popular than Shen Sui's duel.

Shen Sui silently hid the abnormality of Tiais in his heart, but he had no desire to actively explore it. He was not a nosy person and he was not that curious. Unless the other party provoked him and affected his interests, Shen Sui generally would not study anything specifically.

It was as if Zhang Fang had once shared a lot of information about supernatural events that were not highly confidential with Shen Sui, but Shen Sui had never investigated any of them.

While we were talking, the performance had already begun on the stage.

Familiar music sounded, and Shen Sui, who was discussing his match with Higashino Yuya with Tan Song, suddenly moved his ears.

This lively and lovely song...

The lyrics of the song are cute and embarrassing with meows from time to time...

And this damn familiar voice?!

Shen Sui suddenly raised his head and looked at the stage where the warm-up performance was taking place.

Then, the familiar cat girl figure appeared in front of Shen Sui.

Tang? Li? Li?!

Shen Sui's eyes suddenly widened.

Damn it? !

"Wow! It's them!" Tan Song recognized them immediately upon hearing the singing. He quickly turned around and looked at the stage, his mouth almost grinning to his ears, "It's them!"

"Are you obsessed with cats?" Shen Sui said suddenly.

Tan Song realized something instantly and retracted his gaze. His originally perverted expression immediately turned serious: "What are you talking about? Don't talk nonsense. This is slander!"

Shen Sui narrowed his eyes.

Tan Song felt a little embarrassed by being looked at.

“Who are you a fan of?”

Tan Song still did not admit it.

Shen Sui quickly withdrew his gaze. He just thought that Tan Song was going to make a mistake. After all, this guy was a married man and a ninth-level fortune-telling master. In the eyes of these little idols, he was a big shot.

But the inspection just now made Shen Sui certain that Tan Song was simply chasing after his idol.

After the cat girls finished their performance, the Class C competition officially began.

Shen Sui glanced at the list of contestants and found that Tang Lili was not on the list. He then checked the public information of the competition and found that she had failed in the fourth round of the preliminaries.

Even though she didn't even make it to the main competition, this is actually a very good result in the whole country. After all, there are so many junior fortune tellers in the country, and only sixteen players can enter the main competition of the Huashan Invitational Tournament. Tang Lili fell in the fourth round of the preliminaries, which shows that she at least showed very good strength in this competition.

However, Shen Sui suddenly had a very absurd idea: Tang Lili, the girl who aspires to become a ninth-level destiny card master, will not end up on the stage of the world competition as an idol?

Given the development trend of her current idol group, this is really possible.

But this seemed a little too cruel to Tang Lili.

After all, she really loves fate card duels.

The contestants in the Category C competition really have amazing imaginations.

Shen Sui still underestimated these magical junior fortune tellers.

Just like the contestants in this game.

At the beginning, he was still summoning cute 1-star followers, and the round balls made Shen Sui feel quite familiar.

No matter the audience or his opponents, they all feel that this guy is here to perform acrobatics. It's not that they look down on 1-star minions, but you keep summoning 1-star minions without any follow-up, what on earth do you want?

Then the next second this guy sent all the 1-star minions on the field to the graveyard, and took out a 5000-star monster with 13 spirit points from his hand.

Oh shit, a fate card duel version of the Chestnut Ball God of Despair?

Looking at the 5000 attack big brother that was suddenly taken out, although it is still lacking in strength, the impact it brings to people is enough.

Is this also a card that brings despair to the opponent?

Shen Sui joked in his mind.

However, anyone who can make it to the knockout round of the Huashan Invitational Tournament, even if he is a fourth-level fortune-telling master, must be quite capable.

After a brief panic, his opponent quickly counterattacked and directly defeated the big brother he summoned.

Garbage time followed, and although there were occasional resistance, the winner was eventually decided.

Looking at the players who left the stage in despair, Shen Sui suddenly thought that maybe he could also play this kind of shocking appearance full of contrasts in his own deck.

It's like a small animal driving a Gundam.

It just so happens that Alice was planning to make a "Gundam" doll before. Her deck also consists of weak 5-star dolls, so it's not impossible to let them open the "Gundam".

Shen Sui's thoughts began to wander.

"Are you listening to me?" Shen Sui felt someone was talking to him.

Shen Sui turned around and saw Zhou Keji's white snake-like face.

The impact at that moment scared Shen Sui.

"Fuck! It's scary to come out so late at night." Shen Sui said unhappily.

Zhou Keji became even more furious: "Damn it, you really didn't listen to me before!"

Shen Sui was puzzled at first. Why did Zhou Keji come to him to argue before the game?

Then I thought, why should I care about what this guy says.

So he casually retorted: "What's so good about the words of a scumbag?"

"You! You! Good!" Zhou Keji laughed in anger, "Don't think you can be so arrogant just because you won against me once by chance. In today's match, I will let you taste the taste of failure!"

After saying that, Zhou Keji turned around and left the viewing area.

Xin Yuan Tanchun watched Zhou Keji leave and walked to Shen Sui's side: "During the competition, it's best to pay attention to the words you use."

"What's wrong?" Shen Sui asked curiously.

"This guy is clearly trying to provoke you and trick you into saying something too rude during the game," said Aragaki Tanchun. "In this way, with some rhetoric, it becomes like you are arrogant and rude, unable to humiliate a weak and pitiful fortune teller like him, and then he organizes his fans to cyberbully you."

"Ah?" Shen Sui was puzzled. "What did he say just now? I really didn't hear it."

Aragaki sighed and said, "You just need to bring in the normal mocking remarks made by villains before the game in urban entertainment novels and variety shows."

Shen Sui was speechless: "What the hell is going on here? When did the fate card duel really become an entertainment industry?"

"Oh, by the way." Xin Yuan Tanchun didn't intend to affect Shen Sui's mood before the game, and planned to say something interesting. "Speaking of the Zhou family, I heard some interesting gossip not long ago. Do you want to hear it?"

The tone of voice and the expression are clearly the same as when girls gossip.

Unfortunately, at this time, the referee came over and informed Shen Sui to prepare for the competition.

"Let's talk after I finish the game." Shen Sui waved his hand and left with the referee.

Huashan Invitational B-class competition, the first game of the quarterfinals, Shen Sui VS Zhou Keji.

Chapter 393: Attack first OTK? Is this a new concept?

Shen Sui was still there preparing his decks before the game when thunderous cheers and shouts rang out in the venue.

Various cheers rang out one after another.

"Brother Katsumi! Come on!! Come on!"

"Reject yourself! Reject yourself! You will be invincible!"

……

"????"

Shen Sui was about to go to the duel arena under the guidance of the staff, but when he heard the shouts like a wave, he suddenly couldn't hold back.

I looked around subconsciously, and then I saw a whole field of Zhou Keji's signboards over there.

Ah this...

Somewhat exaggerated.

"Brother Keji! I want to give birth to a baby for you!"

Shen Sui also heard a female voice shouting like this.

Damn, that's a bit extreme.

At this time, Zhou Keji also entered the venue under the guidance of the referee.

As soon as he appeared, it was like dropping water into a frying pan, causing the entire venue to explode.

The screams and shouts at that moment created a sound wave that seemed to become tangible pressure, overwhelming.

Zhou Keji raised his head proudly and looked at Shen Sui with pride in his eyes.

Humph, today I’m going to show you how powerful I am!

Shen Sui scratched his ears. He felt like he had found the reason why Zhou Keji had an 80% winning rate in professional tournaments. His opponents were probably scared by his fans.

Ah, of course, the more likely thing is that ordinary fortune tellers are afraid of his fan club and don't dare to beat him.

The people who really defeated him were either people Zhou Keji could not afford to offend, such as Yang Ligao and Xu Tianzhi, or they were simply stubborn and believed that a duel only mattered about winning or losing, nothing else.

Shen Sui took a deep breath, quickly put aside the other distracting thoughts in his mind, and retracted his scattered attention.

It doesn't matter to him what his opponent is like, he just needs to keep winning.