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Chapter 239 Dark Demon Says Good Night 4 in 1 Part 2 of 2 Parts
So far, the core magical spirits of both sides, Troll and Three-eyed Cuttlefish, had all left the arena! But while White's summoning area also had a Radiant Python, whereas Scott's summoning area was empty.
"What a tough fight!" White let out a sigh and immediately ordered his Radiant Python to attack the Blue Player’s Magic Ball.
Before the game, he had no idea that Scott could be so strong. But now, he just wanted to end this duel as soon as possible.
However, as soon as his Radiant Python crossed the line, a magical spirit appeared in the Blue Player's summoning area!
Scott hadn't given up yet.
There were three [Ink] cards with different effects in his deck, but unfortunately, there was only one [Three-eyed Cuttlefish], and it was seriously injured by White’s Troll in [Frenzy] state, and then taken away by White’s Radiant Python.
But in addition to the [Three-eyed Cuttlefish], he also had other magical spirits. Just like the 3-star skillless card that was summoned right now!
...
[Card name: Crypt Meerkat]
[Type: Spirit card]
[Level: ✪✪✪]
[Race: Bird & Beast-type]
[Attribute: Ground]
[Magic Energy: 1000]
[Attack: 1100]
[Defense: 1400]
[Ultimate: None]
...
The giant meerkat living in the crypt had no hair around its body, and its skin had evolved into pieces of tough scales, covering all parts of its body except the abdomen and limbs like a pangolin.
Apart from not having a skill, this 3-star card actually had good defense stats. Besides, once ultimate abilities entered cooldown, would there be any differences between those cards with skills and those cards without skills?
With Scott's order, the Crypt Meerkat began to fight with the Radiant Python, and as time went by, the fight between those two magical spirits that were born to fight each other in nature grew fierce.
White resisted the urge to use [Forbidden Love] at this moment and summoned a new magical spirit again.
But not long after, Scott also summoned a new magical spirit.
Both of them summoned 2-star skillless cards this time, and following the following Crypt Meerkat and Radiant Python, those two new magical spirits also found a place in the arena to fight.
Then the next one, and the next one...
The deck composition of White and Scott was actually very similar, except for a few magic spell cards or item cards, there were magical spirit cards left in their deck, and most of these magical spirit cards existed to make up the numbers.
So once the core magical spirits were defeated, there would only be one trash card after another.
Therefore, when the Radiant Python and Crypt Meerkat lost their power in the desperate fight, White and Scott could only summon the magical spirits that were regarded as "trash cards" one by one.
And because the trash cards were really useless, it took them a lot of effort to kill each other.
So a long, boring, and skill-less trash card fight was kicked off.
The expressions of White and Scott also went from solemn at first to numbness at the end. None of them were able to say anything.
The atmosphere became weird and awkward.
Obviously the first part was quite intense and exciting, why did it suddenly turn into such a boring duel?
Sadly, duel matches did not have a tie option. If none of them wanted to admit defeat, they could only keep summoning trash cards.
In the end, even the audience lost count on how many rounds it had been.
In White's hands, there was only the last magical spirit - [Phantom Magic Beast: Stag], and a [Forbidden Love]!
In Scott's hand, there was also a 1-star magical spirit card and a [ink].
The expressions on both sides finally changed, and they both broke free from their numbness.
It was finally over!
White immediately summoned [Phantom Magic Beast: Stag]. This first Phantom Magic Beast of his had not appeared in his game for a long time.
The white Stag emitting a faint brilliance stepped out of the light, and stomped the ground lightly with its front feet. It was sacred and beautiful.
…
[Card name: Phantom Magic Beast (Stag)]
[Type: Spirit Card]
[Level: ✪ ]
[Race: Bird & Beast-type]
[Attribute: Light Type ]
[Magic energy: 100]
[Attack: 200]
[Defense:100]
[Ultimate: Spiritual Light]
…
A little slower, Scott's magical spirit was also summoned.
It was a Water Monkey that White had seen before!
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[Card name: Water Monkey]
[Type: Spirit Card]
[Level: ✪ ]
[Race: Bird & Beast-type]
[Attribute: Water]
[Magic energy: 300]
[Attack: 400]
[Defense: 100]
[Ultimate: Poison Finger, Water Spout]
...
From the panel data, it was clear who was stronger and who was weaker.
Scott knew about White's Phantom Magic Beast, so he also knew that Stag's stats were extremely low. When he summoned the Water Monkey, he felt like he was already winning.
But White was holding [Forbidden Love], and he also felt the same.
The two looked at each other at the same time, almost like a mirror image, showing a relieved and happy smile.
Scott's Water Monkey also dashed out in that instant!
The only 1-star Water Monkey had a very fast speed, and with its sharp and long poisonous nails, it could slit the throats of its enemies and kill them easily.
But White also knew something about Water Monkey.
So when Water Monkey dashed out, the white Stag suddenly looked up, releasing Spiritual Light from its majestic antlers!
[Water Monkey] was attacked first and was forced to retreat by the Spiritual Light.
But White took the opportunity to complete the activation of [Forbidden Love].
The little monkey was instantly stunned there for a moment.
Before it could recover, the Stag lowered its head and pierced through its abdomen with the front end of its antlers after sprinting for a short distance.
As [Water Monkey] was taken out, this extremely long boring duel finally came to an end.
Even Scott, who lost in the end, was quietly relieved.
...
"The battle is over."
"Winner: White Gawd."
The referee's tone seemed to have become weak, and there were sparse applauses from outside the arena.
"Clap clap clap!" Suddenly, there were loud, lonely claps in the audience.
The claps turned out to be made by Robert.
"It's a win after all, isn't it?" Robert clapped his hands hard.
...
"Huh? Is it over?" Dianna rubbed her eyes and raised her head from Dark's shoulder, the corners of her mouth still drooling.
She was clearly awakened by Robert's claps.
"It's over, as I expected, White won." Dark said casually. However, what he didn't tell Dianna was that although the result was expected by him, the progress was totally outside his expectations.
…
The two professors on the judging panel were at daggers drawn with each other at the beginning of this duel, but now they just wanted to hurry up and give the scores.
Professor Jones raised the sign silently. "Red Player, White, 6 points. Blue Player, Scott, 6 points."
Professor Fox was indeed old and couldn't help yawning a few times, but he still gave the grade. "Red Player, 5 points. Blue Player, 4 points."
The fifth-year student judge was still unable to express his discomfort. He could only lift the sign helplessly. "Red Player, 6 points. Blue Player, 6 points."
...
Professor Fox's rating was indeed a bit strict. Although this duel turned into a trash cards competition in the later stage, both players actually had their own shining points.
As a first-year student, White's Normal Summoning Spell was very fast, and the quality of each of his cards was not that bad. His only weakness was that his cards hadn't been able to form a tactical system.
In terms of Scott, his [Ink] card was really creative. His weaknesses were that his foundation was really bad, and he didn't have any magical spirit cards of the second tier.
If he didn't work hard, he probably wouldn't be able to pass the final exam of the second-year summoning class.
As for whether they could finally pass the dueling club's recruitment, it could only depend on their luck.
...
Anyway, after the seventh game, Dark finally couldn't help but closed his eyes and rested for a while.
Then he watched Sara Swati's game.
This top first-year student of Magister House had made an obvious improvement since her last in-class competition and she easily won the duel with a second-year senior.
The entire first round of the recruiting competition lasted for more than an hour, and the recruiting competition finally entered the second round.
Rose stayed in front of the bulletin board early, and after the new schedule of the recruitment competition was released, she quickly found the schedules of No. 123 and No. 666, and then successfully escaped before the crowd gathered.
Thanks to Rose's foresight, Dark and Dianna didn't need to go through the hassle of checking the schedule. They took advantage of this gap and chatted with each other in a low voice.
After recovering, Dark was looking forward to the duels with the seniors again.
In this second round of the recruiting competition, Dark and Dianna were still in the No. 1 arena, and they were in the second and fourth games respectively.
This meant that Dark would be able to play again soon!
"This time it's me first." Dark said to Dianna.
Dianna replied: "Next time it'll definitely be me first!"
...
Not far from them, Irving, standing next to the "Aristocratic History Research Society's Recruitment" Sign, once again looked at the three people on the bench.
A short student next to him couldn't help but look up and say, "I mean, Irving, when are you going to approach them?"
Irving smiled calmly, showing his white teeth: "No hurry, I'll go right now."
In fact, he was originally going to approach Dark right after Dark's duel was over, but he was then attracted by the Son of Brave One's game.
After all, although White Gawd, the son of the Brave One, was not in the Noble House, he was also a descendant of the nobles. So who wouldn't want to invite the son of the Brave One into their clubs?
When the two swords of the kingdom gathered together, wouldn't the status of the Aristocratic History Research Society reach sky high?
But he didn't expect that the Son of The Brave One's duel would be so long and boring! So much so that he almost fell asleep and completely forgot that he needed to approach Dark Demon.
As for the clubs that went to invite them before but were declined, in his view, it was a matter of course.
Of all the clubs in Saint Marian, only the Aristocratic History Research Society deserved Dark Demon!
In short, it wasn't until the break before the second round of the recruitment competition that he finally had the opportunity to approach Dark again. It just so happened that there was no one around Dark's trio at the moment, so it was a good time to rope them... Invite them!
Irving combed his proud golden bangs and stepped forward. When he arrived before Dark he bowed in aristocratic manner: "Good afternoon, Demon."
Dark raised his head and said, "Good afternoon, Senior."
Dark didn't know who Irving was, but trying to be polite, he decided to call him senior first.
…
Irving introduced himself very naturally: "My name Mike Irving from the third year, and I'm a member of the Aristocratic History Research Society. We should have met in the common room of the Noble House before."
"Aristocratic History Research Society?" Dark only knew that there were many clubs in the academy, but he still didn't expect such a club to exist.
Couldn't they call it History Club??
In that way, they could study whatever history they want to study!
Irving cleared his throat and prepared for a long speech: "Our Aristocratic History Research Society is mainly to study the rise and fall of royal power and aristocracy throughout the ages. The goal of our club is to learn from the past so we won't make the same mistakes again. Every member of our society is the future pillar of the kingdom..."
"Wait." Dark interrupted him directly, "So, senior, you are here to recruit me into the Aristocratic History Research Society?"
Irving showed a mysterious smile: "That's it. As long as you join our Aristocratic History Research Society, you will be the vice president of our club at the minimum. Of course, the official joining will be in the next academic year."
Dark asked in surprise: "at the minimum the vice president?"
Irving said: "Yes. Your bloodline deserves such a position."
Dark: "Uh..."
Irving immediately added: "If you think the vice president is not enough, as long as you stay in the club for a full year, then you will be promoted to the official president! I believe that the current president will definitely be happy to give the position to you."
Dark couldn't help chuckling: "With this kind of conditions you are offering, I would definitely be tempted if I didn't have other plans."
Understanding the hidden meaning in Dark's words immediately, Irving's heart sank. He couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"
Dark sighed: "The Aristocratic History Research Society sounds really good, but I'm going to start my own club next academic year, so I'm sorry. Of course, if the senior wants to join my club, I will definitely reserve a spot for you."
Irving was silent.
After a while, he asked again, "Are you sure?"
Dark raised his head: "Of course."
Irving shrugged, "I see. It's really a pity then. But starting a new club is not an easy thing. If you change your mind at any time, you can come to me directly. The position of the vice president of the Aristocratic History Research Society will always be reserved for you."
Dark: "Thank you."
Irving turned and left. His originally smiling expression suddenly turned into a vicious look! But this expression also changed very quickly, and in a blink of an eye it changed back to the smiling expression.
"How is it?" The short student asked casually when he saw Irving coming back.
Irving found a place to sit down, smiled and said, "He said he wanted to create a club himself."
The short student nodded and said, "As I expected, it's not that easy to recruit him. But if he wants to create a club by himself, it means that before the next academic year, he won't accept any invitations from other clubs, which means we still have a chance, don't we?"
Irving: "Of course there's a chance, and a great chance."
The shorty; "Hahaha."
Irving: "Hahaha."
The shorty: "Haha, my ass!"
The shorty jumped up and hit Irving on the head with the folded paper fan, "How did you mess it up!?"
Irving: "I'm sorry, president!"
The shorty: "You are so useless!"
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