Yu-Gi-Oh! Judai, do you call this a hero?

Two [injunctions] came out.

A confident smile already appeared on his face.

[Fusion] and [Mask Change] are blocked.

Ten generations of Yucheng, no matter how powerful your hero deck is.

It is also absolutely impossible to break through from such a blockade!

"I'm going to crush your pride and trample your dignity as a genius under my feet!".

"I want everyone to know who it is that deserves to be called the No.1 of the Duel Academy!".

Wanzhang sneered and showed the card in his hand.

"I, attacking means summoning [Hell Warrior]. "

Holding a large sword, a monster in black heavy armor slowly emerged in the summoning array.

The monster's eyes shimmered red, and its mouth breathed hot white mist.

Hell Warrior

[Star Rating: 4].

[Attack: 1200, Garrison: 1400].

"Then, activate the magic card in your hand [Double Summon]! This card can be used to perform another normal summon in your turn!".

Putting the magic card in his hand into the magic trap area, he looked at the last card in his hand, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a cruel smile.

"I'll sacrifice [Hell Warrior], come out![Hell Poet]!".

The summoning array flickered in front of him.

A withered hell skeleton carrying a huge cross coffin appears in front of Yuki Juyo.

Poet of Hell

[Star Rating: 5].

[Attack Power: 2000, Garrison Power: 1400].

With the appearance of monsters.

There was a burst of discussion in the audience.

"Attack 2000?".

"If the Hero Card Deck is sealed with [Fusion] and [Mask Change], it will be difficult for the monsters that can be summoned to achieve such attack power, right?"

"Doesn't that mean that this guy called Wanzhangmu not only sealed the Ten Generations of Youcheng tactically, but also completely suppressed the Ten Generations of Youcheng in terms of attack power?"

"So, this guy is quite capable. "

"Hey, that's a good job, that little brother called Wanzhangmu!".

The audience, who had a lot of good deeds, began to cheer for Wanzhangmu.

After all, for these fun people.

Being able to see a genius being defeated or something is definitely the best thing to talk about after tea and dinner in the future.

"Don't call me Wanzhangmu, call me Wanzhangmu Lightning (sir)!" Wanzhang's face turned black and roared at the shouting audience.

Then, he raised his head and looked at Yujo Shiyo in front of him with a sneer.

"What's the matter, it's your turn, Yucheng Ten Generations!".

"Shouldn't you dare to draw cards under this impregnable defense?"

looked at this smug sneer.

The heart of the tenth generation of Youcheng at this time was actually slightly confused.

Why....

He used five hand cards to make such a field of unknown significance.

But you can laugh so confidently?

Don't you think that these scenes you have made make people feel a little ridiculous!

?

Where did you get the confidence to challenge me with such a field?

"Forget it, anyway... My turn. "

Yujo Shidai sighed and pulled a card from the deck.

"Ten generations of adults, come on!".

The girl in the audience shouted desperately, and her small body burst out to suppress the audience.

"You must teach this vile villain a good lesson!".

Rei Saotome waved her fists and shouted loudly.

Despicable villain?

Wanzhang's expression froze, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

"For the sake of victory, why not be a little mean!".

Wan Zhangmu gritted his teeth and whispered.

As long as you can defeat Yucheng Shidai...

The thought in my heart has just sprung up.

Wan Zhangmu suddenly saw that a huge summoning array appeared under the feet of the [Hell Poet] on his field.

Under the surprised gaze of Wanzhang and the audience.

The body of [Hell Poet] was actually dragged into the summoning array.

"Ahhhhh

Under the screams of a monster, the body of the poet of hell disappeared into the field.

"What, what's going on, my poet of hell!" he took a step back and subconsciously looked at his dueling plate.

"My poet of hell... This, what is this?".

However.

In the monster area on his dueling plate, there is no trace of the poet of hell at all.

Instead, it was a card that Wanzhang had never seen before.

[Turtle Bad Beast - Gamecielle].

A turtle monster with a pale blue body and two giant wings.

From the sky, it slowly fell on the field in front of Manmu.

It turned its head and let out a high-pitched roar at the somewhat dazed eyes.

[Turtle Bad Beast - Gamecielle].

[Star Rating: 8].

[Attack: 2200, Garrison: 3000].

Wan Zhangmu looked up.

I saw a sinister smile on the face of the ten generations of Youcheng.

"Wanzhangmu, you should thank me. "

"I took your five-star monster as a sacrifice and gave you an eight-star powerful monster. "

Yucheng Shiyo smiled.

Bad Beast?

Free the monsters on my field and summon them on my field

This...... What kind of weird thing is this?

Wan Zhangmu was obviously a little confused.

Suddenly, he thought of something and looked up at Yujo Juyo.

"Wait a minute, isn't your deck a hero deck?".

"What's this bad beast? Do you still have a card like this?".

I saw a question that was a little collapsed.

Yucheng Shiyo smiled and pressed a card to his monster area.

"Well, who said I wasn't using a [Hero] deck?".

"Besides, who says that a hero deck must be full of heroes, and there must be no bad beasts?".

"Come out!".

"[Slime Badmon-Kumogus]!".