A duelist never gives up!

"Well, Nero, what do you want to talk to Yuan Qi about?" Xuefeng scratched his fair cheek.

"Yeah." Nero replied softly.

"So...that...what is it? Can't we just say it here?" Xuefeng bit his lower lip and said hesitantly.

Nero tilted his head and thought for a moment, his long eyelashes fluttering twice as his eyelids trembled. He shook his head and said, "No, let's talk in my room."

Then, Nero continued, "Doesn't Xuefeng want Yuan Qi to enter my room?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the conference room suddenly became quiet.

On the surface, Nafeli picked up the information and looked at it attentively, but in fact, he had already pricked up his ears, expecting how Xuefeng would answer.

Of course not!

Xuefeng shouted loudly in his heart.

However, Xuefeng didn't say it directly. Instead, he gently coaxed Nero, "Listen to me, Nero, when a girl invites a boy into her room alone... this behavior is very private..."

"Nero is only 14 years old." Julie sighed helplessly, "What are you thinking about?"

"But... Yuan Qi is only 16 years old!" Xuefeng looked at Yuan Qi with a pout.

Yuan Qi opened his mouth but did not refute.

After all, in this world, he is indeed 16 years old.

"It is indeed a very private matter." Nero thought about it and agreed with Xuefeng's words.

“…Hmm?” x4.

Yuan Qi saw everyone's surprised expressions and quickly held out his hands and said, "Stop, stop, everyone, stop making such a fuss. Nero must have some unspeakable reason, right?"

Nero nodded in agreement, then tugged at Yuan Qi's clothes and said, "So let's go."

"Wait, slow down..." Yuan Qi stood up helplessly and followed.

"Snapped!"

With the sound of a door closing, the two left the meeting room.

"Why don't you follow quietly?" Sera suddenly asked Xuefeng.

"Why should I follow quietly?" Xuefeng said with a stiff face.

In fact, she had just made an excuse in her mind and was about to leave the meeting room and follow him, but after Sera said that, she had to sit back down.

"Oh, I'll go then." Sera said, threw the documents in her hand on the table and ran out the door.

"Eh?! Wait for me!" Xuefeng saw Sera rushing out with her calves, and she didn't care about anything else and quickly stood up.

"I say...isn't any of you worried about tomorrow's game?" Nafeli sighed.

"After all, we haven't lost a single match since the start of the competition, right?" Julie said calmly. "Maybe we've relaxed a bit."

"Well...that's true. You guys have given me so many surprises. Maybe our Duelist Academy can really win the championship this year." Nafeli also stretched and slowly left the meeting room.

So, in the empty conference room, Julie was the only one left, holding the snow-white printed paper and watching silently.

"Teacher, do you really include me in the 'group of guys' you mentioned?" Julie looked at the empty conference room and couldn't help but ask softly.

No one answered her, Nefeli had left long ago.

"..."

The last time Yuan Qi entered a girl's room was probably in the third grade of elementary school.

At that time, I seemed to have forgotten the topic of my Chinese homework, so I ran to the home of a female classmate to ask. It was at that time that I had the opportunity to enter the girl's room.

how to say?

Unlike his own plain and simple room, the female classmate's room seemed to have an unknown fragrance. The layout of the room was clean and tidy. The light pink quilt was neatly folded at the head of the bed. On the white table were some small objects, whose functions were unknown but looked very cute. Later, Yuan Qi found out that they were an elephant-shaped pencil sharpener, a star-shaped eraser, and paper cranes made of colored paper... In short, these colorful things added a lot of vitality to the room.

It gives people the feeling that, ah, this is indeed a girl's room.

But there was no such feeling in Nero's room.

Although I'm staying in a hotel temporarily, so it can't be considered "my own room", but...

"How long has it been since you cleaned here?!"

Yuan Qi kicked the plastic bag at his feet and looked at the messy sheets and the unwashed clothes casually placed in the storage basket, stunned.

"It's never been cleaned," Nero replied seriously. "What's the problem?"

"Don't you feel a bit uncomfortable sleeping in this kind of environment at night?" Yuan Qi said with a curl of his lips.

"No, I feel very comfortable." Nero went to the bed and demonstrated to Yuan Qi, "Lie on the bed like this, and then just stretch out your left hand to reach for the chips and drinks on the bedside table, and then stretch out your right hand to pick up the novel next to your pillow."

"I feel like you have tarnished the beautiful memories in my heart." Yuan Qi said sadly.

"What?" Nero, who was lying on the bed, didn't seem to hear clearly.

"No, nothing." Yuan Qi shook his head and said, "What do you want from me?"

"Wait a moment." Nero climbed up from the bed, then lay down on the floor without caring about his appearance and crawled under the bed.

"What are you doing?" Yuan Qi was even more confused.

"My aunt said that she wanted to give this to you as a thank you for letting her master the Link Summoning." Nero, who was stroking the bottom of the bed, said lightly.

"Then you could have just given it to me. Why did I have to come to your room specifically?" Yuan Qi asked in confusion.

"Because this thing is very valuable." Nero said, and slowly crawled out from under the bed. There was a light layer of dust on his originally delicate and cute little face.

Of course, she simply wiped it with her sleeve, then handed the black suitcase with gold trim to Yuan Qi and said, "Here, the password is 3720."

Yuan Qi took the suitcase, entered the password, and opened it while complaining, "What kind of thing needs a password..."

Then, he saw it.

Three gray flowing beautiful.

Three proliferating g.

Three infinite bubbles.

A total of nine cards protected by card bricks were lying quietly in the suitcase.

"Snapped!"

Yuan Qi slammed the suitcase shut and said in disbelief, "For me?"

"My aunt asked me to hand it over to you personally," Nero nodded. "She said, 'Hurry up and enter the professional arena. I look forward to dueling with you in the Land of Origin next year.'"

"Hiss..." Yuan Qi took a deep breath, "Isn't this... too generous?"

No, it couldn't be described as generous. Nero was her niece, and she hadn't given her anything. And I was clearly an outsider, yet she gave me such a precious card...

Could it be that I am actually her long-lost illegitimate child? !

Chapter 64: Fight with the expectation of losing!

I'm actually a human from this world, but due to some kind of accident not long after my birth, I traveled to another world. After my death, because my soul originally belonged to this world, I was pulled back by the God of Duel?!

This would also explain why my biological parents abandoned me.

Because they are actually in this world!

However, this absurd idea was quickly rejected by Yuan Qi.

Because Perlivia is only 27 years old this year, and he is already 17. In other words, if the time flow rate in the two worlds is the same, wouldn't Perlivia be...

Ahem, that's weird.

If the flow of time was different, Perlivia would not recognize herself at all.

and so.

"Pure kindness?" Yuan Qi asked in confusion.

"My aunt is training an opponent capable of defeating me," Nero explained. "She also gave the same nine cards to a female professional duelist named Shigure two years ago."

"Training an opponent is fine." Yuan Qi reluctantly agreed to this reason. "In that case, I will accept it without hesitation."

Having said that, Yuan Qi turned around and wanted to leave. There was no other way. The room was too messy. Although Yuan Qi himself did not have any mysophobia, he also felt uncomfortable.

However, Nero had no intention of letting him go.

"Is there anything else?" Yuan Qi turned around and asked in confusion.

"Help me... clean the room." A blush appeared on Nero's fair and delicate cheeks. Although she said she didn't care, she was still a little embarrassed when the boy saw her in such a sloppy appearance.

"How did you deal with it at school?" Yuan Qi asked curiously.

"Pay your classmates for helping you," Nero said softly. As she spoke, she reached out and pulled out a jingling purse from her pocket, revealing the gold coins inside. "Or?"

"...No, that's not necessary." Yuan Qi sighed, rolled up his sleeves and said, "I will help you clean, but you have to learn to clean the room with me."

"Otherwise you'll become a useless person like Senior Sera."

Nero lowered his head in shame.

Sera, who was eavesdropping outside the door, turned pale and clenched her pink fists, wanting to rush in, but was grabbed by Xuefeng and dragged away forcibly.

If we're just cleaning together, there shouldn't be any problem, right?

As Xuefeng thought about this, the huge stone pressing on his heart fell to the ground.

At this moment, it was the opposite of the cheerful atmosphere at the Duelist Academy.

A depressing atmosphere permeated the conference room of Yunxing Academy.

"The semi-finals will be held tomorrow. Please share your ideas." The team leader of Yunxing Academy, a middle-aged woman, spoke slowly.

"I think that compared to last year's quarterfinals, our result of reaching the semifinals this year is already very good. We have made progress." A tall team member took the opportunity to talk about the topic.

"What we want is a champion, a champion!" a black-haired boy said in a deep voice, "A duel has only two outcomes: victory and defeat. And a competition also has only two outcomes: winning the championship and not winning the championship!"

"Yes! Win the championship, win the championship!" Seeing this, the tall team member quickly echoed, "Everyone, do your best tomorrow! Defeat the Duelist Academy! Make it to the finals!"

"What should we do with contestant Yuan Qi?" A short-haired female contestant couldn't help but ask weakly.

"Let it go."

Hai Lan, who had been silent all this time, spoke up.

"This is a five-on-five team match. No matter how strong he is, he can only win one round alone. We just need to give it up."

"But... doesn't that prove that we are afraid?" the short-haired girl said unwillingly.

"Why are you being so harsh? The captain of Dazzling Academy didn't even face Yuan Qi in today's match." The tall boy coughed dryly and said, "We just happened to miss each other."

"What if he walked straight onto the stage like he did today?" the short-haired girl couldn't help but ask.

"Then I'll do it." The tall boy said impatiently, "Stop talking."

"The other players aren't weak either," Hai Lan said suddenly. "Three of the five of us rely on extra monsters. If one of us encounters Nero, we'll lose another round."

"You've seen the remaining Xuefeng and Julie. Although they can't be considered particularly strong, their strength is not much weaker."

"Also... the Duelist Academy has just started, and there's still one contestant who hasn't taken the stage yet." Hai Lan said in a deep voice.

"The duelist named Sera."

"Once she takes the initiative, I'm afraid none of us here will be able to break through her trap."

"In other words, there's a high probability that we'll lose all three games." Hai Lan held up three fingers and said, "Just like we might be able to dodge Yuan Qi, they might also be able to dodge me."

"Taking all factors into consideration, their win rate is clearly higher. And after the performance of Duelist Academy these days, they have undoubtedly become the most popular team this year."

"In other words, we are also playing away..."

"What do you want to say by saying these discouraging words?" the black-haired boy said coldly.

"No, I'm just giving you a heads-up." Hai Lan shook her head. "This year, we might not make it past the semifinals."

"Bullshit!" The black-haired boy slammed the table and stood up, wanting to "argue" with Hai Lan, but was pulled back by the tall boy.

"Calm down! Doesn't the captain want us to win? She is just saying this to relieve us of the psychological pressure!" the tall boy advised.

"Psychological pressure? That kind of thing doesn't matter at all! If you can't even handle this little bit of pressure, then don't be a duelist at all! Sell your deck quickly, go back to your hometown and open a shop to make a living!" The black-haired boy said disdainfully.

Hai Lan looked at the furious young man, her delicate face expressionless as she said seriously, "I'm just trying to make everyone aware of the current situation."

"The current situation is that there's a high probability that we will lose. Tomorrow, please think, 'We're going to lose anyway, so why not lose gloriously and passionately? Let's duel,'" Hai Lan said seriously.