A duelist never gives up!

Is it possible that part of the reason these students are so strong now is because they used other students' decks to strengthen their own?

Although the students who lost their decks due to the "duel" regained their decks, that was only paid for by the dean himself.

The real benefits had long been taken away by the Red Lotus Society and used to strengthen themselves.

Thinking of this, Yuan Qi couldn't help but add a little less water.

The final result was that out of 16 candidates, 7 passed and 9 were eliminated. There were originally 8 candidates, but one of them scored too low in the written test in the morning, so it became 7.

By the way, among the 7 candidates, 4 of them are former regular team members.

"You really dare to do it with a pass rate of less than 50%." In the dean's office, the dean stroked the teacup with both hands and said with a smile while sitting on the leather chair.

"As long as no one complains, a 0% pass rate won't matter, right?" Yuan Qi said, his eyes lowered. "To put it bluntly, the academy is just using my current fame to silence everyone."

"Who made you famous?" the dean said with a smile. "To be honest, these students are a bit tricky. It's not right to throw them away, and it's not right not to throw them away, so I have to ask you for help."

"Then I'm really honored." Yuan Qi took a sip of the hot tea placed in front of him.

"Once the school-wide assessment results come out tomorrow, this final exam will be over." Yuan Qi said coldly.

"Don't worry, I'm ready, both the deck and this." The dean took out a golden card from his pocket and placed it on the table, looking at Yuan Qidao with a serious expression, "But before the duel, I have a question for you."

"What?" Yuan Qi asked in confusion.

"Why do you want to become the Duel King?" The dean said, and his originally squinted eyes suddenly opened, like a sleeping lion waking up from a long sleep, exuding a powerful aura.

"Isn't it the dream of every duelist to become the Duel King and stand at the pinnacle of the duel world?" Facing the powerful aura emanating from the dean, Yuan Qi spoke calmly as if nothing had happened.

He had no intention of revealing his purpose to the dean.

"Is that so?" the dean asked slowly.

"Is that so?" Yuan Qi answered as a matter of course.

"But I don't think so." The dean's eyes were deep and clear, like a wise man, as if he could see through Yuan Qi. "You are different from Nefeli. Nefeli has that "I just want to be the best in the world" vibe, while your whole body exudes a signal - calmness."

"You give me the impression of being very calm. Do you know what Perlivia said about you after our duel?" Without waiting for Yuan Qi's reply, the dean continued, "She said that you're either inherently arrogant or you simply don't care about being the 'Duel King'."

"Because she didn't see any longing, admiration, yearning, fear, trembling, or timidity in your eyes," the dean continued. "She noticed that the way you looked at her was almost the same as the way you looked at others, with at most a hint of respect for your elders."

"After observing you for so long and listening to other teachers' comments on you, I can conclude that you are by no means arrogant to the core. Therefore, there is only one answer."

"You don't care whether Purlivia is the Duel King or not. The title of Duel King has no appeal to you." The dean said, crossing his hands in front of his head and asking curiously, "So, why do you want to become the Duel King?"

Yuan Qi was silent.

He really didn't expect that Perlivia was so idle.

When I have nothing to do, I observe my own eyes.

I didn't expect that the dean seemed to want to get to the bottom of the matter.

"Do I have to tell you?" Yuan Qi scratched his hair and said helplessly.

"No, I'm just simply curious." The dean shook his head. "From the moment I agreed to your request, I had already imagined today's scene."

"There are so many mysteries surrounding you, but everyone says you're a good child, and you've indeed done a lot of good things, so it doesn't matter if you don't say anything." The dean took the gold card from the table, letting it bathe in the sunset light streaming through the glass window, and said lightly, "I trust you."

"Oh, then I won't say anything." Yuan Qi nodded.

"...Well, shouldn't you be deeply moved and confide in me?" the dean said somewhat embarrassedly.

"Didn't you say you believed me?" Yuan Qi teased, "Isn't it that I didn't believe you believed me? Haven't I betrayed your trust in me?"

"???"

Is there any such statement?

The dean blinked and said with some embarrassment: "Really not going to tell me?"

"I really don't want to tell you." Yuan Qi crossed two fingers in front of his mouth and refused stubbornly.

"Okay then." The dean said somewhat disappointedly, "I'll be waiting for you at the gymnasium after all the tests are finished tomorrow."

"Well, I'll be leaving then." Yuan Qi drank the remaining hot tea in the cup and left the dean's office neatly.

In the quiet dean's office, the dean stroked the golden card in his hand and couldn't help but murmur, "I shouldn't have done anything wrong, right? Yuan Qi is indeed a good child. Maybe there are just some reasons that are inconvenient to tell me. Everyone has privacy that they don't want to talk about..."

However, the dean subconsciously placed his hand on his chest.

Why do I feel so uneasy in my heart?

"So why don't you just make up a reason?"

In Yuan Qi's room, Ai Yi lay on Yuan Qi's bed, holding up her little face and said with some confusion: "Maybe he was suspicious because of your unknown identity, and then changed his mind at the last minute."

"Things have progressed to this point. It's too late for him to regret now." Yuan Qi said calmly, "So many eyes are watching him in the academy."

"Besides, he has been very nice to us. There is no need to deceive an old man." Yuan Qi said lightly.

"Speaking of which, why do we feel like villains?" Ai said, feeling something in his heart. "Standing on the opposite side of most people, with goals that others cannot know, and executing them in a planned manner."

"You said we are on the opposite side of most people. If we are not villains, what are we?" Yuan Qi said as he placed the newly acquired Migrant Bird card deck on the bed and checked them one by one.

"I'm a villain, so what?" Ai said nonchalantly. "Whether I'm righteous or evil, I just want to do this. I don't care what label I get."

"Actually, I've been thinking a lot during these quiet days recently," Yuan Qi said softly. "Although our approach may be more gentle than that of the Anti-Duelers Alliance, and perhaps no one will be harmed, that's only in terms of life."

"But for their lives, this is probably a disaster worse than the Little Ice Age." Yuan Qi said this, with a hint of realization on his face. "So, the two of us are villains."

"A villain who disrupts everyone's peaceful life."

In the afternoon, a carriage was heading towards the Duelist Academy without stopping under the scorching sun.

Inside the carriage, three little girls were lying there with exhausted faces. During the long journey of several days, their small bodies had been constantly shaken by the carriage, and they had been able to hold on until now entirely relying on their perseverance.

"I feel like my bones are going to fall apart." Hongli slumped in the chair in the carriage, her cute little face looking as pale as death.

"I feel like my butt is going numb too." Xiao Ai reached out and rubbed her little butt, and couldn't help but sigh.

Although we stopped to rest along the way, that short rest did not have any effect at all compared to the bumpy road.

"Stop complaining. We're lucky to have a carriage willing to take us." Iori said, pulling aside the curtains and glancing at the scenery outside the carriage. "So far, we haven't deviated from the direction. If nothing unexpected happens, we'll reach Duelist Academy today."

As soon as Iori finished speaking, the complaints in the workshop stopped. Hongli and Xiaoai looked at each other, and both saw the worry in each other's eyes.

"Just say whatever you want to say." Iori sat opposite the two of them and seemed to see their confusion.

Xiao Ai hesitated for a moment, then opened her red lips and asked, "Will that 'Yuan Qi' really help us? Or, is that letter really written by that 'Yuan Qi' to Sister Hong Lian?"

"It can't be wrong." Iori carefully pulled out the letter that Genshichi had originally sent to Honglian from his pocket and said calmly, "The letter was sent from the Duelist Academy. Sister Honglian and Sister Nero are friends, and Sister Nero and that Genshichi were on the same team. Combined with the letter's mention of a duel with the Duel King, it fits perfectly with the rumors... So I can be sure this letter was definitely sent by that 'Genshichi'."

"But even if it really is him, he doesn't have to help us." Hongli hugged her knees and lowered her eyelids and said, "The relationship between the two may be ordinary."

"If the relationship is not so good, I won't send a letter." Although Iori said this, he was actually very nervous inside. If, if Hara Nana really didn't want to help...

Just relying on these three little girls, there was no way they could save anyone.

An eerie atmosphere of silence spread in the carriage, like a thick haze, covering the hearts of the three girls.

The carriage was swaying as it moved along, and the girls were waiting anxiously for the destination with heavy hearts.

At the same time, Yuan Qi was wearing a black summer school uniform and walking slowly towards the college's sports hall.

There, waiting for him was a duel of vital importance to him.

"Why are you here just now? Everyone is waiting for you." Outside the gymnasium, Julie, who had been waiting for a long time, looked at Yuan Qidao with her arms folded.

Beside her were Nero, Sera, and Yukikaze. As Hara Shichi's teammates, they had to cheer her on from the audience at a time like this.

"I went back to my room to take a nap." Yuan Qi stretched and chuckled at the crowd, "Just watch me win from the audience."

"Yeah! Come on, Yuan Qi!" Xuefeng nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

"Have you used up all the Bad Beast Bubble Lightning?" Sera reminded. "As long as you deal with the Dark Claw, the Hero System shouldn't be a problem for you."

"And there's that monster." Nero also expressed his full confidence in Yuan Qi. "Nibiru... as long as we use it, we should be able to win."

Although she had not witnessed the power of Nibiru, after hearing about its effects, she understood the powerful force contained in this card.

"The dean won't be that easy to deal with." Just when everyone was optimistic, Julie shook her head and said, "His dueling experience and card pool are far from comparable to ours. We'd better be careful."

When Julie said this, Sera also remembered the "new card" that the dean mentioned that day, and her slender eyebrows frowned slightly.

"It's a pity that I didn't find out what the so-called new card is." Sera couldn't help but mutter.

"No matter what that so-called new card is, I must win this duel." Yuan Qi pricked up his ears, listening to the noisy voices coming from the gymnasium, and took a heavy step forward.

The moment Yuan Qi entered the gymnasium, deafening cheers suddenly rang out. Even though the final exams had ended, this group of students and teachers had no plans to leave the academy immediately.

Because the duel that is about to begin is between Hara Nana and the Dean!!!

Both sides are top-notch duelists. Such an exciting duel would be impossible to buy tickets for elsewhere, but now it can be watched for free, and if Yuan Qi wins, he will be qualified to go to the "Original Land". No matter what, there is no reason not to watch it!

"Okay, okay, I knew this day would come. Come on, Yuan Qi, defeat that old guy quickly!" Alice, wearing sunglasses and a hat, hid in the crowd (she thought she was well disguised) and shouted.

"You're not thinking that as long as Yuan Qi defeats the dean, or even wins all the way to Duel King, your loss to Yuan Qi won't be so shameful, and someone might even praise you for having such a good fight with Yuan Qi?" Gu Liangxun, who was standing aside, said lightly, holding a cup of iced coffee in her hand.

"Well, that's part of my opinion," Alice answered frankly. "But even putting that aside, I still want to see Hara Nana win."

"Reason?" Gu Liangxun asked puzzledly.

"Because that would be cool, like the protagonist in a hot-blooded comic, wouldn't it?" Alice pointed at her own playful and cute face and said, "Don't look at me like that, I've read comics too, like Bandit King, Mizukage Ninja, Scythe God..."

"You can shut up."

"..."

There was no host and no lights. The scorching sun baked the lawn, and the hot temperature seemed to evaporate the air. Yuan Qi even saw wisps of white smoke emerging from the air. Behind the white smoke, the somewhat fat old man was standing upright in the middle of the lawn, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

"You're finally here." The dean looked at Yuan Qi, nodded slightly, and put his hands behind his back, like a majestic elder.

"Why don't you delay the time? Don't you think the weather is too hot?" Yuan Qi broke the serious look on the dean's fat face as soon as he opened his mouth.

"It's really scorching hot." The dean's chubby face fell, and he took out the white towel from his chest and wiped the sweat from his forehead. "But it's this kind of weather that makes dueling even more exciting!"

"It'll boil over so much that you'll get heatstroke," Yuan Qi teased. Then, with a serious expression, he raised his left hand and said solemnly, "Let's duel."

The dean nodded and raised his duel disk, saying, "Duel!"

"duel!"

Chapter 100: Please, Little Mermaid!

"drop!"

A crisp sound rang out from the Dean's duel disk. The Dean smiled slightly, and his originally small eyes narrowed into a slit. He said, "It seems that I am luckier."

"I choose to go first."

The dean spoke slowly. It seemed that because he was over fifty years old, his movements were not as fast and powerful as those of young people. Instead, they were like those old men practicing Tai Chi that Yuan Qi saw in the park in his previous life. They were gentle but concise, and just watching them could calm people's irritable mood.

"I activate the Spell Card—Hero Arrival!" the Dean's old voice boomed. "Pay half your LP to Special Summon an Elemental Hero Monster from your Deck!"

"chain."

Hara Nana quickly sent a card to the Graveyard and said, "I activate the effect of my multiplied card, G! You can only activate this effect by sending this card from your hand to the Graveyard. Every time your opponent successfully Special Summon a monster, you must draw one card from your Deck!"

"Great!"

Xuefeng couldn't help but rejoice when she saw this scene. She was no longer the ignorant newbie she was two months ago. Of course, she knew how powerful the card "Proliferation G" was.

"No, no, no. If the dean directly special summons the elemental hero Shadow Mist Girl, Yuan Qi will be in trouble!" Sera said, pursing her lips. She is also a user of the hero deck now, so she naturally understands what it means if the dean passes this card, and she can't help but worry about Yuan Qi.

"You pulled out such a troublesome card right at the start," the dean said, but his right hand calmly pulled a card from his hand and sent it to the graveyard, saying, "But luckily, I happen to have a countermeasure."

"I chain-activate the effect of Gray Flowing Beauty in my hand, sending this card to the Graveyard and negating your multiplied G." The Dean said, and began to deal with the effect of the Hero's Arrival. "Then, I Special Summon the Elemental Hero Skyman from the Deck!"

The muscular elemental hero Skyman descended from the sky and appeared in front of the dean!

"Isn't it the elemental hero Shadow Mist Girl?!" When Sera saw the appearance of Sky Man, she was so scared that her face turned pale and she almost stood up from the chair.

As a duelist with a high level of skill, the dean naturally couldn't possibly not have the Shadow Mist Lady card, and his dueling skills couldn't possibly be inferior to mine...

Well, there's only one reason to summon Skyman.

"He has a mask changer in his hand!" Yuan Qi frowned and his expression became serious.

"Looks like we have to face Dark Claw." Ai put his hands on his hips, looking at Yuan Qi's hand with some confusion, "So, why don't you use the Migrant Bird? If you use the Migrant Bird, you don't have to worry about all this, right?"