The Villain Only Wants to Live a Buddhist Life2

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There are only twenty minutes left before the start of the third game.

Dak took a deep breath, took out the adjusted deck and checked it out, and then based on this, he conceived the possible scenarios in his mind in advance and thought about the countermeasures.

When Mars Carey and Regina Milton were dueling in the arena just now, Senior Pandora made it clear that the level of Silas Andy was higher than that of Regina Milton.

As for Mars Carey, not necessarily.

Because they all suspected that Mars Carey still had a hole in his hand.

This fourth-year student at the Knight Academy does have something to be proud of.

Dak tapped his temples, pulled away such thoughts, and quickly devoted himself to the preparations.

During this period, Senior Pandora quietly listened to the re-played music performance.

Elle-senpai also leaned on the sofa and closed her eyes, but she was thinking about how to deal with Pandora-senpai.

Outside the venue, the din of the audience gradually subsided. Looking at the schedule that appeared on the projection, people began to look forward to the upcoming third duel.

Compared with the second duel, there was a larger superficial gap between the contestants in the third duel.

But the audience did not overwhelmingly think that the senior side would win as they did before the second duel.

Even in the underground gambling in various branch libraries, there are a lot of people betting on Dak Dimon, who is only in the second grade.

Just because they have seen too many miracles in Dak Dimon this year.

Many people involved in spinach made a fortune because of him...Of course, more people climbed to the rooftop because of him, and then jumped down from the rooftop shouting "spinach will make people unhappy".

In the duel branch of the Royal Capital, Claire reminded Alvette that the next match will be Duck's match.

The eldest prince Charles lifted a Duck doll and looked around in the sunlight.

More people, who had been watching Dak Dimon, quietly took out the pen and paper for recording.

Inside, the ring belt.

The members of the Dak Dimon Fan Club are already excited ahead of time.

They expected that Dak Dimon would shine brighter than Mars Carey on the duel stage.

And for this purpose, a huge banner congratulating its victory was prepared.

The sophomores and first graders who had the most contact with Dak Dimon also talked about it.

Of course, there are also some among them who wish to see Dak make a fool of himself.

On the other side, Evan Pearson and Tommy Smith are looking forward to it.

Amidst all kinds of thoughts mixed with good intentions and malice, time passed by little by little, and soon... finally came the time when the third match was about to start!

Dak had put away the deck he had sorted out two minutes ago, and now his expression was serious, not relaxed.

Senior Sister Pandora came over, and after he got up, straightened his collar, combed his bangs, then put her head to his ear, exhaled lightly into his ear, and said with a low laugh: "Feeling Do you have strength?"

To be honest, Dak only felt an itch!

But as soon as he opened his mouth, he said: "Thinking is more chaotic."

Pandora raised her head and glared at him slightly angrily.

Dak said solemnly: "If you lose, it's your fault, messing with my mind."

"Hehe." Behind them, came the light laughter of Ellie Clarissa.

Dake's expression was relieved, and he regained his composure: "I'll go back as soon as I go."

……

Pandora dissipates the enchantment.

Duck walked out, and the staff responsible for guiding him were already waiting by his side.

Silas Andy on the other side is also ready.

On the host stage, Senior Sister Zhu Di came on stage again, raised the microphone and shouted suddenly: "I believe that all the gentlemen and ladies in the audience have waited for a long time like Judy. Then, the much-anticipated [Golden Cup] first-day match three, now begins! Please invite players from both sides to stand on the stage! Now hand over the microphone to the commentators."

Located on the side of the field on the high platform in the center of the venue, two commentators, a man and a woman, are sitting on a rectangular platform floating in the air. At this moment, they immediately answered: "Hello, audience friends, this is the commentator who wants to become a professional commentator in the future. Kingsley!"

"Here is the unprofessional commentary that Kingsley forcibly brought in as a foil——Donia!"

"Welcome to the Dueling Hall of St. Marian College. Next, Silas Andy from the fifth-year Academy of Magic and Dak Dimon from the second-year Academy of Nobles will present you with an absolutely wonderful duel! "

"Here is another introduction for audiences who are not familiar with them."

"First of all, the red team player in this competition, Silas with the title of [People of the Sea]..."

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In the voice of the two commentators, Dak and Silas Andy, led by the staff, walked up the lifting platform and came to both sides of the venue.

Since Silas Andy is the initiator of the duel, it is the red side.

And Dak Dimon is the blue side.

In the process of walking from bottom to top, Dak could clearly feel the shouts of the audience gradually increasing.

When he officially boarded the blue team's stage, the auditorium outside the arena was like a boiling tide.

He is very aware that he has accumulated a huge number of fans this year.

But among these fans, many are extreme "strength fans".

Once his external strength has declined, or if he does not meet the psychological expectations of the fans, these fans will turn around and leave without hesitation, and may even turn into black fans.

The audience's evaluation of "strength" is often very simple from the outcome of a duel.

If this duel is defeated, there must be countless people who have lost their fans.

Therefore, we cannot be complacent just because we have huge fans now.

Actually nothing to be proud of.

Dak took the card group out of the card bag, put it into the card slot of the card table, and injected magic power to activate it.

A projection emerges, and the loudspeaker turns on.

According to dueling etiquette, he said to the opposite side, "Hello, Senior Andy."

Silas Andy said in a flat tone: "Hello, student Dimon. Are you ready for your luck?"

Dake was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help laughing: "It's been so long, so senior Andy still remembers."

Silas Andy's tone froze, and he was speechless for a while.

But Kingsley on the commentary stand said on his behalf: "Oh my god, is Dak Dimon mocking Silas Andy for his pettiness?"

Tonya said: "First of all, I'm not called God. Secondly, I personally think that player Silas Andy should go back. You can't weaken the prestige of the senior, can you?"

"You just want to watch people fight," Kingsley said.

Tonya said, "No, I'd rather see people fight."

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Silas Andy took a deep breath, and finally said: "Take back what I said before, I have to say, you are really lucky."

Dak was a little surprised and said, "How do you say?"

Silas Andy didn't answer directly: "But I want to tell you that luck alone cannot decide the outcome!"

Silas Andy's expression froze suddenly and became extremely serious.

He tried his best to suppress his desire to express, so that the sour gas did not burst out of his throat.

In order to end the conversation, he even said directly: "Don't gossip, prepare for a duel!"

……

"Lucky?"

Dak pondered Silas Andy's words, and finally realized something.

He smiled slightly, and couldn't help thinking of his [jealousy] index, which he couldn't afford to increase, and said in a low voice.

"Jealousy is the original sin."

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Of course, the PA dutifully amplified his whispers to the point where the audience outside the venue could hear them.

Archbishop Caleb Norris, who did not know when he came to the ring belt, couldn't help repeating after hearing the words: "Is jealousy the original sin? Maybe it is..."

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A blush suddenly appeared on Silas Andy's face, and he clenched his teeth subconsciously.

Dak's casual sigh almost pierced his lungs.

Silas Andy, whose inner thoughts were punctured, had a crack in his state of mind, from which shame and anger gushed out.

But this time he kept his mouth shut and didn't say anything.

……

Kingsley on the commentary platform couldn't help complaining: "I hate the Riddler the most, half-talking."

Tonya was stunned and said, "What's the matter, Kingsley? Do you hate yourself so much?"

Kingsley's face darkened, and he couldn't help saying: "Donia, don't talk nonsense."

Dong Niya hooked her mouth, pointed the microphone at the auditorium, and said loudly: "Friends in the audience, am I talking nonsense?"

Of course, there was a voice of "no" in the auditorium.

……

Claire said unexpectedly: "This pair of commentators is a bit interesting. One day the mock duel event will become bigger, maybe they can be invited to try."

But Yarvette said: "Just kidding, I want to know what that Andy is jealous of?"

Claire shrugged and said, "Is it human nature to be jealous? As long as you don't do evil because of it, it doesn't matter. Besides, it's a mediocrity not to be jealous."

Yarvette said with satisfaction: "Yes. After all, the baby is so good."