My Card Beast Taming Game

Lu Qingning waved her hand in front of him with concern.

The two people opposite were getting impatient. "Hey! Are you done yet?! You've exceeded the time limit and you've lost! Hurry up and get that injured kid out of here! Stop dawdling!"

"Exactly~ Just dragging things down~ What's the point~" the fat man chimed in sarcastically.

In a standard card player competitive match, when one player's card creature is defeated, the corresponding card player will have a one-minute break.

Equivalent to the halftime break in a boxing match.

A minute is neither a long nor a short time.

The countdown for Lu Qingning and Zhou Chen was clearly printed on the big screen, with only ten seconds left.

"If that bird on the other side can't sing, can you take on two at once?" Zhou Chen suddenly raised his head and said in a deep voice.

Lu Qingning was slightly taken aback. Hearing the broadcast notification sound beside her ear, she anxiously replied without thinking, "Of course!"

"Just do your best! Pay attention to my movements!"

Zhou Chen released his hands from his ears, took a deep breath, and pulled out a spirit card under her shocked gaze. "A gentleman takes revenge! Ten seconds is too late! Let's take a gamble! A bicycle can turn into a motorcycle!"

"No, what moves should I watch out for? What are you betting on?"

Lu Qingning was extremely puzzled, while the beeping countdown broadcast, like a summoning call to her soul, urged her to summon the spirit card.

There was no other way but to summon the Netherflame Lion.

Almost everyone in the stands was staring at Zhou Chen, clicking their tongues in disapproval, their eyes filled with pity, disdain, curiosity, or silence.

"This brat, he's injured and still won't leave the arena. Does he really think he, a Bronze-rank, can beat a Silver-rank? He's been reading too many novels!"

It's not unheard of for a Bronze-ranked character to defeat a Silver-ranked character, but that just won't happen here.

A card master with true talent would never fall for Shen Yan's underhanded tricks.

"..."

Hua Ning stood with her arms crossed, looking at the arrogant Shen Yan with a deep gaze.

Spirit card battles are a dangerous competitive sport, and signing a contract means that the participant accepts the injury and injury waiver clause.

Unless the opponent directly attacks the card master, outsiders are absolutely not allowed to interfere.

These are the rules formulated by the Card Masters Association for the Spirit Card Competition, and the Association's will is above all else.

Shen Yan's borderline behavior is, to put it bluntly, open to debate.

He used to act like a scoundrel when he was in Shanghai; all he wanted was a boost in mental strength after a victory.

For this kind of person, post-match appeals are nothing more than a matter of "dragging it out." In the end, they might only have to pay some medical expenses, which they don't need.

He was now clearly preparing to do the same thing. But now that he was being treated like a scoundrel, Hua Ning was somewhat unhappy.

She said some of these things to Shen Yan's face.

She felt looked down upon for resorting to such clumsy tactics.

Hua Ning was prepared to settle scores later, but what was strange was why Zhou Chen, who was injured, hadn't left the field yet.

"He probably doesn't want to lose face in front of his girlfriend!" came the laughter of onlookers nearby.

"Isn't he my cousin?"

How did you know it was your cousin?

"From someone else—wait, what did he summon?"

Curious eyes were drawn to the field as a gray-brown "basketball" appeared in front of Zhou Chen.

"What the heck? You guys recognize this card?"

Some people asked those around them out of curiosity.

No one responded. There were just too many types of bronze cards, and no one would bother to remember the ones that weren't particularly powerful.

Unable to find an answer by asking, they simply took photos and searched the scene.

Hua Ning looked at the "basketball" and also recalled in her mind until she locked onto a card.

The corners of her mouth curved up silently.

Inside the venue.

Shen Yan and the fat man watched the basketball and laughed uncontrollably.

"What the hell is this! It's completely useless! Hahaha!"

"Just like him! What's the point? Hahahaha!"

Lu Qingning, who had just summoned the Netherflame Lion, asked, "Do you have a second card?"

Zhou Chen couldn't hear.

He stuck his fingers into his ears, aimed them at the top of the strange bird-like figure in the distance, took a deep breath, and stepped back.

Kick hard!

Bang!

Before the birdman flapped his wings and unleashed a translucent sonic roar at the approaching Netherflame Lion, the "basketball" that Zhou Chen had kicked flew at an extremely fast speed close to the ground, its trajectory clearly positioned within the sonic roar's fan-shaped attack blind spot.

"It's coming at me? Wait..."

"Drink!"

The fat man reacted quickly. Just as Shen Yan vaguely sensed something was wrong, he manipulated the giant iron statue that was already standing diagonally behind the birdman to stomp down on the black basketball!

To everyone's surprise, "basketball" exploded in popularity.

Ouch!

A large amount of gray-black smoke instantly spread outwards, spreading in all directions like a thick black fog, covering the black iron giant statue and the two people behind it.

"What is this...?"

The fat man was confused and turned to ask Shen Yan, only to see his expression change drastically as he covered his mouth and nose.

He froze for a moment, then suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

"Ugh! Ugh!!"

The fat man was speechless; the intense numbness distorted his face.

Chapter 14: The Black Ball Monster

【Name: Black Ball Fungus Monster】

[Race: Spirit]

[Rank: Bronze]

[Attribute: Nature]

[Rank: One Star]

Active Skill - [Healing Spores (Unlocked)]

Releases sweet-smelling spores, slightly healing all allied characters' injuries.

Passive Skill - [Paralyzing Spores]

"Upon defeat, releases a large number of paralyzing spores that restrict the opponent's movement."

This was the card Zhou Chen had originally intended to use to assist White Ape.

Since it's not expected to fight, it only needs to be used to cast skills from the back and can be thrown out to control monsters when necessary, making it very suitable for solo players like him.

I didn't expect it to come in handy so early.

Moreover, it was not the monsters that were first affected, but the humans.

After kicking the black fungus monster away, Zhou Chen immediately staggered and fled to the farthest corner.

Following his prior warning, Lu Qingning immediately abandoned controlling the Netherflame Lion after discovering that the Blackball Monster had flown away, and retreated herself.

When she saw the smoke from the black fungus monster's explosion spreading over, she decisively put down her hands that were covering her ears and instead covered her mouth and nose.

When Zhou Chen, who was in the corner, saw her coming, he quickly took off his T-shirt, poured the water he hadn't finished drinking from his pocket onto it, and then tossed it to Lu Qingning.

Lu Qingning glanced at him, but didn't look down on him. She covered her head like a Middle Eastern bandit and charged forward again.

The bird has shut its mouth.

Zhou Chen, shirtless and covered in dust, squatted in the corner, looking somewhat comical.

But his expression was one of pleasure; winning the bet made him happy.

Hua Ning, standing in the stands, was overjoyed, and a few crystal tears even welled up in the corners of her eyes, which she couldn't help but wipe away with her fingers.

Other onlookers also had varying expressions, wondering, "Is this smoke... poisonous?"

"Nonsense! Didn't you see that the Xuan Tie Colossus and the Sifeng Human Owl weren't moving? Where did this brat come from! He even has this trick up his sleeve!"

"Karma comes so quickly."

"Is this card too unpopular? Nobody's selling it... Ugh! It's so weak!"

Someone saw the card's introduction and review.

The Blackball Monster has extremely low combat power and can be said to have no offensive capabilities. Except in a few cases, few low-level card players would waste their mental energy on it.

Who would have thought that a rare case would occur today, and that a boy would use it to achieve such a remarkable effect?

"Isn't that a foul?"

"What did he do wrong? Isn't it the same? That boy didn't kick anyone on purpose."

Yes.

Shen Yan's Howling Wind Owl used its sonic roar to influence Lu Qingning and Zhou Chen, while Zhou Chen used the Black Ball Fungus Monster to influence Shen Yan and Fatty.

Below in the arena, the Netherflame Lion roared and leaped high into the air, instantly tearing apart the Silent Wind Owl, which had been forced to "go offline." It then spewed out black and red flames, bombarding the Xuan Iron Giant that had just defeated it.

At the same time, the flames will burn away the spreading spores, leaving the spores unaffected.

Under Lu Qingning's furious barrage, the tall, live target exploded in just a few seconds, shattering into dust and disappearing from sight.

Behind the colossal black iron statue, the fat man collapsed to the ground, convulsing and foaming at the mouth, while Shen Yan, his face ashen, stiffly covered his mouth and nose.

"Come on, I'll give you time to summon again."

Lu Qingning's eyes were deep and unfathomable, but neither of them could respond to her at that moment.

Shen Yan looked out of the arena with difficulty, and shouted incoherently, "Gray! Give me gray! Hurry up!"

Immediately, a staff member threw in a few bottles of mineral water.

Shen Yan convulsed every three steps, and after scrambling and crawling, he quickly poured the contents into his mouth to clean his mouth and nose, barely managing to regain his ability to speak.

He glared fiercely at Lu Qingning: "You've broken the rules! I'm stopping the match!"

"You're the one who hit the ball, we weren't targeting you. Are you going to call it in or not? The countdown has started." Lu Qingning sneered, picking up a bottle of water and wetting her face and T-shirt again.

His unrefined appearance drew gasps from the stands.

"Young girls these days are really willing to go all out."

"They're geniuses; they value efficiency and victory. Besides, how much better can things be in the secret realm?"

Anything can happen in the secret realm; there is no situation that is 100% safe.

Many card masters dress up in a glamorous and sophisticated way in human society, but in the secret realm, they are as rough and crude as can be, with efficiency being the top priority.

After all, the goal is to fight monsters and earn money.

The match did not continue.

Shen Yan quit.

The paralyzing spores from the Blackball Monster rendered him unable to move by 80%, and his teammate, Fatty, was knocked unconscious. There was no chance of winning.

It's laughable that a novice card master has such a fragile physique.

The two groups of people returned to the VIP room.

"Despicable and shameless! You'd actually resort to such tactics! Just you wait until your uncle finds out, you'll see!"