The Villain Only Wants to Live a Buddhist Life2

"boom!"

The third bang!

"boom!"

Fourth bang!

There was no more movement after that.

Countless light spots flew into the sky like stars, and flew back to the magic card of the "Mechanical Dragon".

The Basdi beast on the ground stood on tiptoe and danced, and the two cat tails behind its buttocks flicked lightly.

Then it flicked the blue magic ball in the air, only to see a bat fly out, and when it approached the magic ball, it turned into a projectile again.

With a "poof", the life barrier outside the magic ball was concentrated.

The life enchantment that had been sucked away by the "mechanical dragon" shattered like glass.

……

"Beep-"

"The victory is divided!"

"Winner: Dak Dimon!"

……

The referee blew his whistle with excitement in his voice.

The excitement of this duel made it hard to imagine that it would be a match between the first and second grades.

Many viewers didn't wake up from the shock just now until this time.

between moments.

The shouts like a mountain roar and a tsunami surged like a tidal wave.

Angus Jeffrey, the president of the Aristocratic History Research Institute, suddenly raised his hand, and it took him a long time to realize that there was no cup to drop.

Mike Owen's eyes flickered beside him, but he didn't show any anger.

The first-year students in the House of Nobles jumped up and down excitedly, wishing they could rush out of the ring and give the winner of this duel the warmest embrace!

Dak Dimon is their pride!

Although the first-year students in other colleges were not as exaggerated as in the House of Nobles, they were also extremely excited, and even Robert was rejoicing.

Emma and Sarah gritted their teeth silently.

Eudora blushed with excitement.

Rose and Diana tried their best to look at the red stage.

Pandora showed a bright smile.

The Valkyrie, who was about to jump up, was pulled back by Elsa.

Claire gently stroked "Galileo" in her arms.

The eldest prince sighed slightly.

The archbishop looked tense.

It's just a rookie match.

It should have been insignificant.

But now, what happened?

Chapter 276 Dak Dimon writes the future (6k) [64]

The red team is on the stage.

Dak narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling the joy of victory.

Although this duel was not long, it consumed a lot of energy.

But the shouting like a mountain roaring and a tsunami cheered him up a little.

"Is this a duel?"

Thrilling duel, hearty victory.

It made him realize once again what a duel is.

People can be indifferent, but they cannot be without desires.

A rookie match gave him a new perspective on dueling.

He didn't look at the audience in the audience for the first time, but turned his head slightly and looked at Elsie Kevin on the opposite side.

This Mr. Kevin is really a good opponent.

If there is a chance to fight again, that would be great.

……

Elsie Kevin picked up the magic card and stood up, meeting Dak's gaze.

He subconsciously took a deep breath, and the emotions that were out of control just now have been adjusted with the passage of time.

He took out the magic card and took back the remaining mechanical components in the field.

If it is a duel, there will be a winner.

It wasn't the first time he failed either.

At the end of today's duel, the reason why he lost his composure was not only that the opponent was a first-year student, but also because the duel was too intense and he became too involved.

Once people are too involved, it is not easy to control their emotions.

After sorting out his mood again, he said to Darke first, "I lost."

Dak nodded slightly: "I have accepted."

Their voices were covered by the still shouting, only to the extent that both sides could barely hear them clearly.

Although it was just a one-sentence communication, both sides had a good impression.

The two greeted each other again, and then looked away.

Dak picked up the magic card, took back the big milk pot in the field, and began to replenish the magic one by one.

Basdimon's fusion time limit has not yet passed - he has not mastered techniques such as "fusion release".

At this time, Dak began to look at the audience.

He first saw the three people headed by the Valkyrie, he raised his hand and waved at Alvette.

Alvette's eyes lit up, and she quickly raised her hand and waved it violently!

The eldest princess did not stop this time.

She can probably understand the excitement of the Valkyrie.

Duck's gaze was slightly deflected, and he looked at Claire next to him.

Claire raised the meat pad of "Galileo" and waved at him.

Duck couldn't help laughing.

This cat is still so fat!

Afterwards, he retracted his gaze, looked around the ring belt, caught Diana, Rose, and Pandora, and didn't look any further.

After all, the next game will continue, and he can't always occupy the contestant's table.

When he stepped off the stage, Basdimon came to him lightly.

"Let's go." Duck said softly.

Basdimon followed him all the way into the player channel.

Senior Charlotte waved to him and congratulated him, "I didn't expect you to really win!"

Duck smiled and said, "Fortune."

Then he greeted Werther who was waiting at the entrance of the passage: "Hi, Gothe. Are you the next game?"

Witte's smile was slightly bitter, but he still replied: "Indeed."

Dak said politely, "Come on!"

Witte: "Thank you."

After the voice fell, Witt Gold walked out of the player channel and walked towards the red team player platform.

His back doesn't look very energetic.

Dak asked curiously, "What happened to him?"

Demi Charlotte shook her head slightly and said, "Maybe the pressure is a bit high."

Dak thought about Werther's situation, and thought deeply: "Maybe so."

Sometimes, bearing the expectations of too many people is actually a very hard thing.

Fortunately, his own pressure came from within.

No one expected him too much.

Think about it...

He turned and walked deep into the passage, but instead of returning to the players' lounge, he turned to another passage leading to the ring.

In a place where no one was around, he said to Basdimon: "Thank you for your hard work today."

But Bastymon didn't respond.

Dake subconsciously turned his head to look, and suddenly there was a hint of musk in his nostrils, and before his face turned half a circle, there was a slight itching on his neck, which was the feeling of hair touching his skin.

Two slender arms took the opportunity to surround him and wrap around his neck.