A duelist never gives up!

Nero finished speaking and looked at the dazed Kitayama Tsune and said, "Please show me your extra deck."

When Beishan Heng heard this, he was slightly stunned, and then he said self-deprecatingly: "No need."

"My extra deck... doesn't have eight cards."

Chapter 14: Killing the Duelist Alliance

"Congratulations to Nero Arisa on another victory! Congratulations to the Duelist Academy for advancing to the next round!"

At this moment, the huge screen was completely replaced with Nero's cute and playful face, which was transmitted to TV screens across the country.

After losing his extra monster, Kitayama Heng quickly lost to Nero.

He put away the duel disk and looked at the 14-year-old girl standing opposite him. Looking at the calm yet serious expression on her little face, for some reason, the resentment and regret in his heart were suddenly replaced by envy.

"so good."

As Kitayama Heng said this, a smile appeared on his face again. He waved to Nero and said, "Congratulations. Keep up the good work in the next round."

Nero nodded silently and walked off the field step by step amid the enthusiastic cheers of the audience.

The two turned their heads in an instant, the sunlight shining equally on everyone. Beishan Heng looked at his long shadow, and for some reason, he felt his eyes become sore. He said to his teammates:

"I am back."

Then he paused, lowered his head and continued:

"Sorry, I lost too."

No one spoke, but silently stood up from their chairs and gave Beishan Heng hugs.

"Thank you for your hard work, Captain."

"When I summoned the Swordsman of Destruction just now, it was so cool!"

"The captain has done a great job."

"Come and see our game next year."

"..."

"I am back."

Nero put away his duel disk and walked towards the rest area.

"How do you feel? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?" Yuan Qi looked at Nero worriedly.

"Are you thirsty? Are you hungry?" Xuefeng hurried over with water and some bread.

"Why do I feel like you're stronger than before?" Julie looked at Nero suspiciously.

"Great job! Come here and let me hug you!" Sera said with her arms open.

"Thank you for your hard work today. I'll take you to a big dinner tonight." Nafeli gave a thumbs up.

Nero's long eyelashes trembled slightly, her black eyes gently scanning the crowd, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and she whispered: "Three in a row, I did it."

After saying that, she fell straight forward.

Fortunately, Yuan Qi was prepared and took her in his arms.

"It's not a big deal. Just let her rest for a while." The medical staff waiting nearby briefly observed her and said, "Make sure to maintain ventilation and temperature."

"Thank you so much for your help." Nafeli took out a few banknotes from his pocket and said.

The medical staff frowned, rolled his eyes at Nafeli in disgust, brushed his shoulders, and left without looking back.

"Hey, what does she mean?" Nafeli glared, "Is she dissatisfied with the fact that I gave her too little?"

"Teacher, where did you learn this? She must be disgusted by you for insulting her professional ethics, right?" Yuan Qi said with a squint.

"I heard from a friend that no matter what you do in the capital, you have to tip others." Nafeli spread his hands.

"Who is your friend?" Yuan Qi asked curiously.

"I forgot. With so many friends, who can remember who said it?" Nafeli shrugged. He was handsome, spoke well, and was good at playing cards. Naturally, he had countless friends.

"Um... Mr. Yuan Qi?" Xuefeng poked Yuan Qi.

"Hmm?" Yuan Qi turned his head and looked at Xuefeng who had a strange expression on his face.

"Leave Nero to us and take her to rest," Xuefeng forced a smile.

"Yeah." Yuan Qi looked at Nero lying in his arms and handed her to Xuefeng.

However, Nero let out a muffled groan, his cute eyebrows twisted together, and his little hands tightly grasped Yuan Qi's clothes, unwilling to leave Yuan Qi's arms.

"Let me do it." Yuan Qi said helplessly.

Seeing this, Nefeli unconsciously stroked his chin with his right hand and muttered, "That won't do. Nero is only 14 years old. No, it seems that it is not impossible..."

"..."

"so good."

In the main control room of the stadium, a slightly hoarse voice sounded in the room.

"Her family is one of the most prestigious in the empire. At the age of 14, she shined at the National College Competition and was loved by her classmates and teachers... Her life must be full of flowers and applause." The man in the black robe said, looking down at Nero on the screen.

Behind him, several people wearing the same black robes as him were standing silently behind him.

"Who... are you... and what's your purpose?!" Several staff members fell to the ground in a mess, with the cards scattered around them, proving that several fierce duels had just taken place here.

"Our goal?" The leading black-robed man chuckled. "Of course, it's to reactivate the true function of this altar."

"Impossible... This altar is not capable of summoning the God of Duel... You'd better give up on this idea!" said the staff member gritting his teeth.

"Huh?" The black-robed man glanced at him coldly, "Who said we were going to summon that unforgivable evil god?"

"How dare you... ahem... call the God of Duel an evil god... are you... worthy of being a duelist?" the staff member scolded in dissatisfaction.

"Who told you we're duelists?" the man scoffed. "Listen, our organization's name is the 'Dueler Killing Alliance.' The things you duelists care about are worthless to us."

"How arrogant! The Duelist Alliance won't let you go!" the staff member clenched his fists and said, "Those top Duelists are much stronger than you! It's not too late for you to surrender now!"

"Ah... so that's why you duelists are such a nuisance." The man scratched his head. "You're all like idiots, always wanting to duel. That guy almost gave up his life last time, didn't he? If I hadn't been lucky, I'd have been buried at the bottom of the lake."

"That's why I advised you to bring more people with you." A woman next to the man whispered.

The man turned a deaf ear to him, but suddenly stepped on the arm of someone who was about to press the emergency button and said, "No, you are not stupid, are you?"

"You're just playing dumb because you're on the side of the vested interests, right?"

The man leaned over, pinched the staff member's cheek and said calmly, "Hey, answer me."

"I don't know what you are talking about..." the staff member said with an evasive look.

"Wow, isn't this obvious?" The man punched him in the stomach. "You know what? If we hadn't used Dark Duel here and exposed our whereabouts, you'd be dead by now."

"So... since you've finally managed to save your life, just take good care of it."

"The day this ugly, sinful, disgusting capital is destroyed," the man said with a grin.

"Are you planning to involve civilians?!" the staff looked at the man in surprise and doubt.

"Who knows? After all, our hands are already stained with countless blood." The man shook his neck and ordered, "Seventeen, you take care of these people."

A figure behind the man nodded slightly, but soon shook his head and said:

"I'm not Seventeen anymore."

"Call me Zephyr."

Chapter 15: God's Warning

"Do you find dueling enjoyable?"

That morning, Senior Sister Sera asked while casually shuffling the deck in her hand.

"I don't know." Nero shuffled the deck in his hand gently just like Sera, even faster than Sera.

When the dueling power in her body was not enough to use the duel disk, her father taught her how to shuffle the cards to get started with dueling.

"Compared to video games?" Sera said, pointing to the TV screen in the room.

"Video games are more fun." Nero answered directly this time.

Then, she tilted her head and asked, "Senior, do you think the duel is fun?"

"That's about right." Sera crossed her white and tender thighs, supporting her smooth face with her slender arms. "I feel like... this duel is no different from the game I play."

Nero stared at Sera with his dark eyes, not understanding why she said that: "How can games compare to duels?"

"Ahhh... I know, I know, but deep down I just can't help but want to know." Sera waved her hand and said to Yuan Qi who was reading, "Hey, junior, what do you think?"

Yuan Qi glanced at Sera and was silent for a long time before answering, "What if I say... I think the same as you?"

"Really?" Sera's big eyes narrowed like a fox.

"Really." Yuan Qi nodded.

"Aren't you saying this just to please me?" Sera said with a slight smile on her lips.

"Is there anything that I can do to please you, senior sister?" Yuan Qi asked back.

"Well... this sentence will deduct points. You haven't reached the favorability level and missed the chance to meet the cutest senior." Sera frowned.

"Senior, please don't let the games get to your mind." Yuan Qi said helplessly.

"But what you said before was very good, so I reluctantly helped you reopen the senior sister line." Sera said with a playful wink.

"I say you……"

"..."

That day, Senior Sister Sera and Classmate Hara Nana said a lot of inexplicable things, and Nero was just a silent listener. He was sitting next to them, but for some reason he always felt that he was not in the same world as them.

Nero began to recall their conversation that day, but the more he recalled, the more blurred the scene became, and even the sounds began to become unclear. Gradually, the world turned into an endless expanse of white, with no end in sight, strange and terrifying.

Just as Nero was panicking and aimlessly searching for an unknown point in this white world, a voice rang out.

"I told you guys not to crowd in here."

The noisy sound interrupted Nero's dream. She opened her eyes and looked at the people in the room. She subconsciously curled up on the bed. When she found that it was her companions, she slowly stretched out her body.

"Are you all waiting for me to wake up?" Nero asked softly.

"You are the great hero today, so of course I have to wait for you." Nafeli said as a matter of course.

"Yes, yes." Xuefeng nodded and said, "Nero's name is spreading everywhere now, and many people have spontaneously formed your fan club."

"Fan club?" Nero blinked, seeming a little confused.

"Yes, it's called the Nero Baby Support Group." Julie suppressed her laughter and said word by word.

"Pfft." Sera smiled and patted Nero's shoulder, saying, "Nero baby... Haha, you're actually being called baby..."

"I'm curious about what you will be called when you go on stage." Yuan Qi glanced at Sera and said.

"Then you must call me Queen Sera." Sera said bluntly.

"Okay, okay, let's go, let's go to the celebration party." Nafeli urged.

"Is there going to be a celebration party for the first round?" Nero asked doubtfully.

"Hmm... Even the first round is tough." Xuefeng sighed. "We've been fighting since eight in the morning and it's not over yet, and at least a dozen teams have already left the capital."

"The single elimination tournament is brutal," Xuefeng whispered. "After traveling thousands of miles to the capital, they're forced to leave the stage in just one day, or even just a few hours. Some don't even get a chance to perform. They arrive and leave in such a hurry."

"Is it cruel?" Nero stretched out his right hand, as if he was still standing on the field the last second.

It was with this right hand that I defeated the three contestants from other academies, right?

For some reason, Nero's mind suddenly recalled the scene of their loss, but it suddenly felt a little fuzzy.

What were their expressions at that time?

Lost?