I'm a poker player, not a Yu-Gi-Oh!

Chapter 9 9 The Devil's Left Hand, God's Right Hand

Reality.

"Bow down to God's blow, hahahahahahahahaha!" Seto Kaiba was still full of energy today. He laughed healthily and ordered his God Card, "God Hand Crush!!!"

However, the expected scene of the God of Destruction's hammer smashing everything into dust did not appear. Kaiba raised his head in confusion, only to see the God of Destruction's scarlet eyes staring at the sky, with lightning flashing on his fists.

At some point, the clear sky had been covered by thick red clouds. Because the Giant God Soldier also came with a dark cloud special effect when it appeared, Kaiba did not notice it.

The color of the cloud was as red as blood, and it seemed to be arranged in a disorderly manner, but for some reason it reminded people of ruins, debris, and the corpses of gods and demons.

The disturbing scarlet cloud gathered in the center of Tomino City, and the disturbing sense of oppression became heavier and heavier, as if some terrifying existence was coming.

"What is that?" The seahorse, who still believed in materialism, looked at the scarlet sky blankly. It was too far-fetched to explain this obvious supernatural phenomenon as a coincidence or the magic of nature.

The Giant God Soldier of Obelisk stared at the sky and roared not loudly, as if warning.

"Gla~" The crisp cracking sound rang in everyone's ears. At first it was just a short sound, followed by a continuous "Gla" sound.

The sky was broken.

Just as if the sky in everyone's cognition was a false creation, fine cracks appeared out of thin air, then spread to half of the sky, and finally shattered, revealing the hidden truth.

In the endless void, the lonely figure was independent of the world, and broke into this fragile world with an absolutely unquestionable sense of existence.

That body was so majestic and so beautiful. Human language could not describe its majesty. Like a god, but also like a devil - no, it was a dragon that surpassed gods and demons!

That existence does not need to roar, nor does it need to spit out flames or wave its fists. Because that existence itself is the supreme being that no one can reach.

The dragon's four scarlet eyes swept around calmly. All the creatures reflected in its pupils had their hair stand on end, just like poultry stared at by a snake, dumbfounded and dared not move at all.

There was only one exception.

The blue giant clenched his fists, and the rolling thunder surged in his hands. The giant bent down and roared at the dragon.

A smile flashed in the humanized four red pupils of the dragon. He turned around, faced the blue giant, and stretched out his hand.

Left hand.

The powerful black left arm hovered in front of the giant, emitting unimaginable high temperature. The air and even the dimension were distorted by the high temperature.

This is a challenge, but also an invitation.

So the blue giant stretched out his right hand. The arm was wrapped with condensed plasma.

It seemed like a moment, or like an extremely long time had passed, the dark left hand and the blue right hand finally held each other.

After that, dazzling white light filled everyone's vision. After the white light dissipated, the dragon and the giant disappeared. Everything just now seemed like a nightmare.

…

"What is that...?" Isis recalled the confrontation just now, her face pale, her lips trembling with fear, "How could such an existence cross the defense line of the dimension and come here!"

"Someone is calling Him... Who is so bold!?"

"It's me!" A loud shout rang in Isis's ears. She was shocked, and then her neck hurt, and she knew nothing.

"It's a pity, it's not. I won't do such a thankless thing." The white-haired boy with a thousand-year wisdom wheel on his neck pulled off Isis's thousand-year prop roughly.

"The descendant of the grave keeper... I'll need the identity of Tapirara for a while, and killing him will cause unnecessary trouble. There's no other way, I'll just spend some effort."

...

After clapping his hands to confirm that there was nothing missing, An Tapirara left with satisfaction. He also took Isis's duel disk and puzzle cards, but the card deck was stuffed into her pocket intact.

Oh, and her passport was also taken.

On the street, Isis's limbs were tied with iron chains, her body was fixed to the vending machine, and her mouth was blocked with white linen. There was Japanese written on a board next to it, and the Chinese characters were considerately annotated with kana.

"I am an Egyptian monk, please don't disturb my sacred practice, otherwise it will cause religious and international disputes."

The surrounding screens kept broadcasting news, claiming that the previous battle between gods and demons was a new three-dimensional image developed by KC, and asked the public not to overreact. People who came back to their senses from the shock pointed at Isis who was struggling and sobbing, but no one dared to step forward to ask.

But even if she was rescued, the girl who lost her duel disk, puzzle card and passport was destined to have no chance to enter the Duel City.

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Hiroshi Hoshi felt that he had a very long dream.

In the dream, he traveled to the world of Yu-Gi-Oh, and there was a super invincible system that could print anything, such as the God of War, the Martyrdom of the Absolute Magic, and the Holy Barrier. He punched a six-year-old with a fake card, kicked the Mountain Bronze God, sat on the Great Evil God to death, and opened a large harem.

Then he woke up from the dream.

Hoshi Hoshi stared at the unfamiliar ceiling in a daze.

Yes, he really traveled to the world of Yu-Gi-Oh! DM. But there is no super cool system, only an artificial idiot. There is no harem either, the card guy likes not to take a partner.

Xia Di... Yes, Xia Di!

Xing Jiantong sat up suddenly and threw off the quilt.

"Dingling" a crisp collision sound. It was the Millennium Key.

Xing Jiantong was stunned for a moment and remembered some vague memories.

He summoned the Yan Demon Dragon King Honglian Demon·E in the duel with Xia Di, and then there was a dazzling white light. Then, then... After the white light dissipated, Xia Di disappeared, and his spirit returned to the special car from the heart room. After that, the fatigue like climbing a mountain for three days and three nights surged out, he almost staggered into the room prepared for him by the staff, and fell asleep.

Until now.

The Millennium Key was Xia Di's previous bet. He actually gave it to himself like this? Looking at the Millennium prop lying quietly on the ground, Xing Jiantong frowned.

If it was before, he would have dug a hole to bury it, or filled it with cement to sink it in Tokyo Bay. It's no good to be associated with the Millennium Artifact. But this Millennium Key was handed to Xing Jiantong by Xia Di himself, so he had to consider more.

Now, for some reason, Xing Jiantong got the Millennium Key. Even if he didn't want to, he was an actor in Xia Di's script. If the Millennium Key was discarded, it would indeed cut off the connection with the main line at first glance, but can the script be gotten rid of without the Millennium Prop? I'm afraid not. Even the act of throwing away the Millennium Key may be in Xia Di's script. In Xing Jiantong's cognition, Xia Di has a tendency to develop into the strongest planner in the multiverse, the Laughing Bat.

After hesitating for a while, he still picked up the Millennium Key.

He wanted to enter the Heart Room again to see if Xia Di had left any means, but no matter what method he used, the Millennium Key was still nothing magical, as if it was just an ordinary decoration. Xing Jiantong had no choice but to put it in his pocket.

Or... I need strength. Xing Jiantong called up the system interface and clicked it lightly.

[Exchange pre-built package: Perfect and elegant half-dragon maid, consumes 1000dp. Pre-built package exchange is closed. ]

[Remaining dp: 200]

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"What? You said today is the second day of the competition?" Xing Jiantong glanced at the setting sun, shocked. He thought he just slept for an afternoon, but it turned out that he slept for a whole day! The auditions are almost over!

"Okay, then do you provide meals? I'm hungry. By the way, can you tell me which players have been confirmed to advance?" Xing Jiantong asked the man in black clothes and sunglasses in front of him. This is also an acquaintance. He was the referee of the semi-finals and finals of the quarterfinals. He was a tough guy who didn't change his face to the God Card and other monsters. Xing Jiantong remembered that his name was Isono.

"Of course there is no problem. This is not a confidential matter." Isono nodded and told the staff to prepare food. Then he said, "Only the top eight duelists who stand out from tens of thousands of duelists are eligible to advance. Six people have been confirmed. In addition to No. 1 Mr. Hoshimi, the other five are No. 2 President Kaiba, No. 3 Yugi Muto, No. 4 Malik Ishdar, No. 5 Namu and No. 6 Bakura."

Hitomi Hoshimi took the pork chop rice handed over by the staff and nodded in thanks. She sat on the steps to one side and ate while thinking, glancing at the entrance from time to time.

The original eight contestants of Duel City were Kaiba, Lishid, Malik, Isis, Wang Yang, Orange Juice, Peacock Dance and Bakura. Now there is one more Hitomi Hoshimi, so naturally one person's position will be replaced.

In the original plot, Hitomi Hoshimi only remembered that Orange Juice and Peacock Dance were the last two to arrive at the scene. If nothing unexpected happened, one of them should be replaced. How are the young lovers going to allocate the quota? Fight, fight.

At this time, more and more people gathered in the hall. The noble starfish-haired boy, the arrogant young man with his nose up, the gloomy tattooed man in a black robe, the seemingly sunny Egyptian boy, and the innocent white-haired boy all gathered in the hall, waiting for the airship to take off.

Hoshimi Hitomi waved at the wooden horse, and received a grimace that was not cute at all.

Finally, a few minutes before the deadline——

"Ah! It's a close call, I almost didn't make it!" The noisy yellow-haired boy and the big-breasted blonde girl entered the hall and announced that the quota for the quarterfinals was full.

"Humph, even mortal bones can get in? It seems that the level of this competition is lower than I thought." Kaiba Seto glanced at the yellow-haired man and sneered disdainfully.

"Ah? Kaiba, you bastard, why don't we just make it here!"

Another commotion.

Hoshimi Hitomi bit her nails and narrowed her eyes slightly.

One person is missing. Someone who impressed him deeply. Although he was impressed not by the character but by one of her cards.

Where did Isis go?

The Duel City competition is closely related to the lives of Isis's brother and adopted brother. Hoshimi Hitomi doesn't think that she will give up the competition. The only possibility is that she is stuck by something more important.

Isis is a gravekeeper family. The only thing more important than the lives of her relatives is the responsibility of inheriting for three thousand years.

Xia Di...

After that, Kaiba announced the rules for the top 8 competition. Hoshimi Hitomi glanced at them twice and lost interest in listening to them. It was just a set of rules for the anime, and there was nothing much to say. He has been thinking about Xia Di's script and wants to understand the profound meaning of Xia Di's behavior. But he still couldn't keep up with Xia Di's thinking.

He knew that Xia Di's ultimate goal was for the Pharaoh to return to the underworld, but even Dazi, the old immortal, probably didn't know how many hidden clues he had laid secretly for thousands of years. Xing Jiantong is a bit big-headed. He encountered such a giant Buddha in less than three days of traveling.

Unconsciously, the noise in the hall stopped. Hoshimi Hitomi looked up and saw that the blue-eyed Ultimate Dragon lottery machine with a shape that made people hate it had been activated. Well, speaking of which, he received a number plate from the staff before, and it was 1. If we correspond according to the numerical number, he corresponds to the No. 1 Seahorse in the original work, and his opponent is the person who got the number of Isis. If it were a corresponding role, it would be him taking the place of Isis and facing Seahorse. Or maybe the tiny wings of the butterfly completely disrupted the order. It is entirely possible that the top 8 king will beat the seahorse, and Lishid will beat the six-year-old.

Under the gaze of many people, the speed of the lottery balls slowly slowed down until it stopped. Two colored balls were spit out by the lottery machine. Referee Isono immediately stepped forward to check.

"So, the duelist in the first round is Contestant No. 1 versus Contestant No. 8!"

"Hoshimi Hitomi, Duel Castle Katsuya!"

"Oh, it's a guy whose name I've never heard of! It seems that the first victory will be won by me, Jonouchi Katsuya!" He made a fist with his right hand and hit his left palm hard. Jonouchi glanced provocatively at Kaiba, who had his arms folded across his chest. High-spirited. The group of relatives and friends also looked happy. After all, there were no difficult opponents like Haima or Malik.

Wang Xiang was not as optimistic as them: "Don't be careless in the city. There is absolutely no weak person who can be selected from tens of thousands of duelists. Besides, Hoshimi Hitomi's number is 1, which means that he has not gathered before Kaiba." I got 6 puzzle cards and came here.”

"Hmph, he's just a lucky guy anyway! Don't worry about the game. It depends on how beautiful my uncle Jonouchi is to win his first victory. Let's meet again in the semi-finals, hahahahaha!" Huang Mao rubbed his nose, as if the fight hadn't started yet. It’s like you’ve already won.

Kaiba stood watching the farce from a distance and let out a disdainful snort from his nose.

The previous confrontation between the giant divine soldiers and the dragon left a very deep impression on him. Just one of the three illusory gods has such great power. If he can get the other two pillars, he will be equal to the supreme god. At that time, everything in the world, including the blue eyes, the crimson beast, and the dragon that descended from the broken sky, will be in his possession. For the current Kaiba, only the holders of the Three Illusion Gods are worth paying attention to, the others are just miscellaneous fish prostrate on the ground.

Xing Jiantong glanced up, then lowered his head again to write and draw in the notebook. As long as he doesn't play cards with An Tapirang, Li Xied or the six-year-old, he will be worthy of everyone else. ————————————————————————————————————————

I didn’t expect that someone like me, a new and cute person on the street, would come to me.

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Facing the cold wind from high altitude, Jonouchi sneezed several times: "Kaiba, you bastard, you actually let us duel in a place like this!"

"Hmph, you can't even overcome the cold wind, which means you are nothing more than a lost dog." He choked back without mercy, and Kaiba stared at the wandering Hoshimi Hitomi, narrowing his eyes slightly.