【Throne of Heaven Duel Arena】Field Six.
At this moment, the entire venue fell into a brief silence, as if still processing what had just happened.
However, the next moment, the audience reacted fully.
“Oh, my explosive temper!”
“Ragnar, get down here, I’m going to teach that little brat a good lesson!”
“Ragnar, don’t duel anymore, today I have to show this little girl what a true duel is!”
At this moment, the entire audience seating had transformed into a noisy sea of people.
Many spectators who also had dueling qualifications were so anxious they looked like they were about to jump into the arena at any second.
Tivia felt out of place amidst the surging crowd.
But she could also understand why these people were so angry.
After all, Xiaoya, with just one sentence… oh no, two sentences, had trampled on everyone twice.
Although it was her first time at the Lower city’s duel arena, she knew that a record of twelve wins and eight losses wasn’t something easily achieved.
All duelists who could maintain a win rate above fifty percent represented that they had strength exceeding the average level for their rank.
But now, what had Xiaoya directly called him?
A stepping stone?
Arrogant, Xiaoya, arrogant!
Tivia knew that if she showed support for Sonya now, she would definitely be swallowed by the surrounding crowd.
But she understood even more that Xiaoya needed her support right now!
The next moment, the red-haired girl stepped one foot directly onto the audience railing.
“Well said, Xiaoya!”
“Win this duel and prove your strength! …Whoa, don’t, don’t you guys come over here!”
“Why is Tivia here too?”
Yide turned his head, looking at Tivia, who was shouting, “Xiaoya, I’m going to change positions, see you later,” and was being chased by a group of people, somewhat curious.
“But look, your good friend is also supporting us.”
“Boo hoo hoo…”
Sonya wanted to cry but had no tears.
At this moment, she didn’t even care about Tivia’s appearance.
Listening to the “ding ding ding ding” sounds ringing in the arena, each sound representing a duelist reserving the next duel, she only felt her vision go black.
It was all over!
“Why are you crying?”
Hearing Sonya’s sobbing, Yide couldn’t help but feel a little confused.
“I think my two sentences were quite skillful; not only did I retort to the opponent, but I also solved the problem of matching future opponents.”
“Look, the screen even shows that there are now eight people waiting for the next duel.”
Sonya: “o(╥﹏╥)o Mr. Yide, don’t mind me, just let me cry for a while.”
“Hmph, you sure are bold.”
Hearing the girl’s words, Ragnar crossed his arms over his chest.
It seemed he was the only one unaffected by Yide’s words.
But the next moment, the red-haired youth cast a fierce gaze at the girl.
“Everyone else is fine, but you want to use me, Ragnar Leiden, as a stepping stone?”
He looked at the audience and shouted, “You guys, shut up!”
“No need to apply for the next duel! Because in this duel, I will make this brat cry and run out of the arena!”
“Ragnar, give the little girl some face!”
“The ATM is for everyone, why should you monopolize it!”
For a time, the audience seemed to be in chaotic revelry.
The Lower District has a fierce populace; no one living there could be a good-natured person, let alone a duelist.
“Then I’d really like to see it.” Yide said calmly.
Ragnar broke into a grin: “You will see it.”
The next moment, their gazes met.
“I swear upon the duel!”
“I swear upon the duel!”
Sonya Seth HP: 20
VS
Ragnar Leiden HP: 20
Buzz!
The five-front, five-back duel field unfolded before them.
Immediately after, the end-turn button on Ragnar’s side suddenly lit up.
“My first turn; it seems even luck isn’t on your side.”
Ragnar showed a confident smile: “That’s right, after all, fate always favors the strong!”
“I sacrifice [Karadon Grinder] to gain one Fire Elemental Magic!”
A card was set face-down above the magic zone, and the next moment, a flame icon occupied Ragnar’s magic zone.
“I summon [Karadon Grinder], turn end.”
[Karadon Grinder ★ (One-star) E-rank]
[Fire]
[Demon 2/1]
A demon with twisted horns, sharpening its weapon, entered the field.
Tivia, who had already found a corner to hide in, watched the field.
One-star 2/1, a regular opening.
It seemed this opponent wasn’t particularly special.
However, often nothing could be seen in the first turn, so Tivia patiently looked to the other side.
“My turn, draw card.”
Yide wasted no words, controlling Sonya’s body as he spoke: “I sacrifice [Gong-Ringing Ghoul], and summon [Mana Wyrm].”
[Mana Wyrm ★ (One-star) C-rank]
[Fire]
[Elemental 1/3]
An enhanced, illusory wyrm appeared on the field.
“Fire type?”
Seeing Yide’s deck, Ragnar’s smile grew even more defiant.
A Fire-type civil war, he had never been afraid!
As a white light flashed, Ragnar deftly drew a card from his deck.
That action, slightly different from a usual draw, already indicated something.
“Let me show you how I maintained a twelve-win, eight-loss record in this duel arena!”
Ragna completed his sacrifice and played the card: “Come forth, my Duel Spirit!”
“Overwhelm the enemy with endless firepower, [Goblin Mage]!”
[Goblin Mage ★★ (Two-star)]
[Fire]
[Goblin/Mage 0/4]
A dark-skinned goblin with a somewhat crude appearance, carrying a wooden staff, ran onto the field.
“Looks like a total minion.”
Sonya, who had already emerged from her sadness, commented from the side.
But the audience’s reaction was completely opposite to Sonya’s.
“Ah, why did you play your Duel Spirit on time!”
“It’s over, now that little girl is really going to be scared away by him.”
“Didn’t you hear us tell you to go easy!”
A wail erupted from the audience, confusing Tivia somewhat.
What was wrong with them now?
Zero attack power, such a minion should be ignored, right?
“Battle, [Karadon Grinder], give that little girl a good hit on the face!”
Buzz!
The gleam of a blade flashed, leaving a knife mark on the barrier in front of Sonya (Yide).
Sonya HP: 20 → 18
“Turn end, it’s your struggle now.”
Ragnar pressed the end button.
At the same time, the [Goblin Mage] raised the wooden staff in its hand, letting out a sharp cry: “Preparing!”
“What a strange Duel Spirit…”
Sonya tilted her head.
Compared to all the commotion Ragnar was making, Yide’s side was much calmer.
“My turn, I sacrifice one card, summon [Fire-Breathing Juggler].”
[Fire-Breathing Juggler ★★ (Two-star) D-rank]
[Fire]
[Mage 1/3]
The [Fire-Breathing Juggler], absent from the previous duel, made its timely appearance this time.
After playing the [Fire-Breathing Juggler], Yide shifted his gaze back to the [Mana Wyrm].
“Then, destroy the opponent’s [Karadon Grinder], [Mana Wyrm].”
The transparent wyrm and the demon tangled, finally biting at its neck and ending its life.
“Turn end.”
After the [Mana Wyrm] attacked, Yide pressed the end-turn button.
“Heh, so it happens to be a Mage too?”
Ragnar looked at the new minion Yide had played this turn and shook his head: “Too bad, there are differences even among Mages.”
“Minions played in both turns are all crippled with one attack; truly a disgrace to the Fire type.”
“Let me show you what a true Mage is!”
“It’s coming!”
Just as Ragnar was speaking, the [Goblin Mage] once again let out a sharp, minion-like cry.
But this time, a large fireball had already condensed in front of him.
The red-haired youth raised his hand: “[Goblin Mage]’s effect: at the start of our every turn, deal five damage to the opponent!”