A duelist never gives up!

Chapter 116: This also needs to be rolled up?

No more extra operations are required.

The opponent has been forced into a desperate situation by himself.

Yuan Qi breathed a sigh of relief, and his originally straight back bent slightly.

To be honest, this was the most stressful duel he had ever had since he traveled through time.

If you lose, even though your own life will not be in danger, thousands of duelists will lose their lives as a result.

Therefore, he didn't even have the strength to control his expression and kept a cold face throughout, simply because he was afraid of distracting himself.

This duel was not easy for him.

But fortunately, it's over.

"Is it completely... hopeless?" Nanfeng, who was not far away, saw this scene and couldn't help but lowered his head in pain.

"Yeah, it's completely hopeless." Hongzhong seemed to have been drained of all his strength, and the arm holding the duel disk slowly relaxed. "I'm ending my turn like this. It's your turn now."

"Yes." Yuan Qi nodded, quickly drew a card, and then said without hesitation: "I enter the battle phase!"

"Use Divine Shadow I Midrash to attack the Scrap Recycler on your field!"

There is no need to say more about what happened next.

Hongzhong was knocked to the ground and couldn't get up again.

"It seems I've failed again." The Dark God of Duel said with regret, and then began to gradually dissipate.

"You guy, where do you think this place is? You can come and go as you please?!" Ai stretched out his right hand with a frosty face and directly grabbed the slender arm of the God of Dark Duel, not intending to let her leave.

"Although your authority is higher than mine, you, as a clone, cannot leave me as I am now." The Dark Duel God said calmly, "Besides...isn't your goal the same as mine?"

"But you're different!" Ai held onto the Dark Duel God tightly, unwilling to let go, and said, "Give me all the duel power you've absorbed!"

"Hmm? Do you want it?" The Dark Duel God was slightly stunned, as if he had misunderstood something, and then nodded and said, "Then I'll give it to you."

As he spoke, countless black mists rushed out from the body of the Dark God of Duel, and then condensed into a small black ball, which appeared in the hands of the Dark God of Duel.

Then he was gently thrown into the air.

"Tsk." Ai let go of the God of Dark Duel and floated towards the small ball in the air.

"Then, see you next time." The Dark Duel God looked at Ai in the sky and said softly

The next second, the God of Dark Duel turned into nothingness and disappeared on the spot.

"Is it over?" A spectator lying on the ground couldn't help but say excitedly after feeling the burning sensation on his arm gradually subside.

"Wait...why can't I stand up yet?!"

"It's so uncomfortable... I feel like... I'm going to die."

"Why? Wasn't the Dark Duel God banished?"

Panic sounds rang out from the crowd. Yuan Qi couldn't help but look at Ai and asked, "Ai, what's going on?"

"Part of their souls have been torn out of their bodies along with the power of duel. Even if the Dark God of Duel leaves, they will not return to their original state." Ai explained seriously.

"Wait, wouldn't that mean..."

"Don't worry." Ai's lips curled up slightly, and he stretched out his slender white fingers to block Yuan Qi's lips and said, "I am the God of Duel, this little thing can't be a problem for me."

As he spoke, Ai opened his palms and looked at the duel power condensed into a glass ball, gently floating high in the sky above the duel arena.

"The dueling power in the duelists' bodies must be returned to them, but I won't be polite about the dueling power in the air." Ai murmured softly and began to absorb the dueling power in the air.

In an instant, countless white lights gradually appeared from the air, and then flew together to appear above the duel field, wrapping around Ai.

In the eyes of others, Ai is now like a dazzling sun that makes it impossible to look directly at him.

"What is that?!" another person quickly covered his eyes.

"What's going to happen again?" someone asked in fear.

And just then, Ai spoke.

"I am the God of Duels."

"I came to save you."

"God of Duel?!"

"The God of Duel has come to save us?! But didn't Contestant Hara-Seven already drive the Dark God of Duel away?"

"Is it really the God of Duel? Is it really? Is it really?"

However, Ai's next action made everyone feel at ease.

Ai first stretched out his right hand and gently stroked the black glass ball. Then, the glass ball turned into crystal clear white.

Inside the ball, countless white duel forces were floating.

"Go back to where you should go." Ai nodded at the glass ball.

"Click, click..."

The glass ball made a crisp cracking sound, and then the dueling power inside suddenly flew out, turning into white light and shooting into the bodies of each duelist.

"It's so warm... I feel my strength coming back."

"Wait, he's really the God of Duel?!"

"God of Duel, come again! Accept my worship! Please give me a top-notch card deck!" Someone knelt down on the spot and said.

"My request isn't that high! Please give me a powerful monster!"

"Hmm? I'm asking for less! Just give me a card! I'll take it home and worship it!!!"

Hongzhong lay on the ground, listening to the gradually cheerful sounds around him, and closed his eyes with a dead heart.

"Next, you will atone for your actions in prison." Yuan Qi looked down at Hong Zhongdao.

"Prison?" Hongzhong chuckled, "What are you thinking about."

"I'm...almost dying."

"...?!" Yuan Qi's pupils shrank sharply, "I just lost the duel..."

"I don't know how you formed a contract with the God of Duel, but... I fought countless dark duels and sacrificed my soul to become the Dark God of Duel's contractor." Hongzhong shook his head and said, "Now that the contract is broken, I naturally... can't continue to live."

"Ayi!" Yuan Qi quickly looked up and wanted to call out to Ai in the air, but Hongzhong suddenly grabbed his arm and pressed him under him.

"You... um?!" Yuan Qi was about to speak when Hongzhong grabbed his neck fiercely.

"Hey! What do you want to do?!" The audience who had recovered shouted hurriedly when they saw this.

"You've already lost the duel! Let him go!"

"Ah Qi!!!"

A cold light flashed in Ai's eyes, and he was about to "deal with" Hongzhong in front of him, but he heard a familiar voice.

"Wait, he seems to have something to say to me."

This is...telepathy?!

Ai looked at Yuan Qidao below in disbelief.

Chapter 117: I can do better than you, so go ahead and do it with confidence.

"Don't even come here!"

Hongzhong pinned Yuan Qi under him and yelled to the others, "Otherwise I'll drag him down with me to be buried with me!"

"Do you think you can get away with something like this?!" an audience member shouted angrily, "Just accept the league's sanctions!"

"Alliance?" Hongzhong sneered, "A bunch of servile fellows, you think you're worthy enough to sanction me?!"

"Everyone, calm down!" Nafeli quickly stood up and stopped the rioters, saying, "I'm Yuan Qi's teacher. Let me do it."

As he spoke, he lightly jumped onto the altar, looked at Hongzhong coldly and said, "Tell me, what do you want? Do you want to escape, or do you have other purposes?"

"My purpose..." Hongzhong grinned and ignored Nafeli. Instead, he said to Yuan Qi under him, "I just want to tell you something."

"No matter how superb your dueling skills are, or how powerful your deck is, I have your throat firmly in my grasp," Hongzhong said with a mad look in his eyes. "If I continue to exert force, I will break your fragile neck, and you will die."

"Do you get me?"

"The most important thing for a person is life. Life requires breathing, eating, and metabolism!"

"Instead of a duel."

Hongzhong said, his eyes drooping, and he couldn't help but repeating tremblingly: "It's not a duel, it shouldn't be a duel."

"A duel should only be treated as... only as a competitive sport, something like a sports competition..."

As he spoke, his hand subconsciously loosened slightly and left Yuan Qi's neck.

That's right, he hated Yuan Qi.

Yuan Qi broke his plans, destroyed his dreams, and trampled on the efforts and expectations of everyone in their entire organization.

but.

He had no intention of killing to vent his anger.

"From the very beginning... I didn't do this to hurt others..." Hongzhong said, his body softened and he tilted to the right, falling heavily to the ground in the surprised gaze of everyone.

"Yuan Qi!" Seeing this, Nephilim put down the Nephilim hidden in his sleeve and rushed towards Yuan Qi.

"I'm fine!" Yuan Qi coughed twice, then stretched out his hand to stop Nafeli, saying, "Wait a minute, I want to talk to him."

Nafeli subconsciously stopped. He wanted to say that he should not talk to that kind of terrorist. After all, Yuan Qi was still a teenager of about 16 years old and was easily influenced by other people's words.

But Nafeli quickly chose to believe him.

Because, after performing such a feat, no one could regard Yuan Qi as an ordinary teenager.

Yuan Qi squatted in front of Hong Zhong, looking at the dying Hong Zhong, and whispered: "Actually, we are the same as you."

"...What's the same?" Hongzhong said with a weak breath.

He is almost dying.

"The goal of the God of Duel, Ai, and I is to free humans from their dependence on the power of dueling and turn dueling into an ordinary entertainment activity." Yuan Qi said in a low voice.

"What?!" Hongzhong's pupils shrank, and he suddenly seemed to have a last gasp of energy, his voice also getting louder. "Impossible... She's the God of Duel. If she hadn't bestowed the power of dueling upon humans, things wouldn't have turned out like this!"

"It's humans who mistakenly rely on this power, isn't it?" Yuan Qi shook his head. "I don't think the responsibility lies entirely with Ai."

And... why did the God of Duel bestow the power of duel upon humans... To be honest, he hadn't asked Ai yet.

"Then why did you bother to stop me?!" Hongzhong gritted his teeth, his eyes red as he asked, "If I just stood aside and watched, everything would be over."

"Because we have a better way." Yuan Qi looked at Hong Zhong with pity and said, "I will become the Duel King and make a wish to the God of Duel. I will prevent duelists from absorbing Duel Power through duels. This will allow humans to use the remaining Duel Power while searching for and experimenting with new energy sources."

Yuan Qi's words were like thunder in his ears, causing Hong Zhong to tremble and say, "Then we...then what are we?"

"What does the violence we use to expand the power of our organization mean?"

"What does it mean that we hurt so many people while carrying out our plan?!"

"We... all the passion, youth, life, and sins we've sacrificed... what are they worth?!"

A stream of clear water flowed from Hongzhong's eyes. He looked at Yuan Qi and suddenly felt regretful.

He regretted why he didn't kill the man just now.

That way, he wouldn't have to hear the words that pierced his heart.

The existence of this young man in front of him seemed to be saying that what he did was meaningless and denying everything he had.

He didn't need to get his hands dirty, there was a clean and perfect plan in front of him.

He does not need to risk his life for power, because the God of Duel is standing beside him.

He doesn't need to live in a shadowy corner with rats as companions.

He could chat and laugh with his companions in the sun, enjoying the admiration and worship of others.

so envious.

So jealous.