The Villain Only Wants to Live a Buddhist Life2

【Race: Bird and Beast】

[attribute: light system]

【Magic Power: 100】

【Attack: 200】

【Defense: 100】

[Nirvana: Light of the Soul]

……

Slow down.

Scott's magic wizard was also summoned.

It was one Werther had seen before, a water monkey!

……

[Card Name: Water Monkey]

[Type: Spirit Card]

【grade:?】

【Race: Bird and Beast】

[Attribute: Water System]

【Magic Power: 300】

【Attack: 400】

【Defense: 100】

[Nirvana: Poison Finger, Water Spray]

……

From the panel data, it is clear at a glance who is strong and who is weak.

Scott knew Werther's magical beast, so he also knew that the stag's measurements were extremely low.

When he summoned the water monkey, he had already won the battle.

But Werther is holding "Forbidden Love", and he is also sure of winning.

The two looked at each other at the same time, almost like a mirror image, showing a relieved and carefree smile.

Scott's water monkey also burst out at that moment!

The water monkey, which is only one star, has extremely fast speed, and with its long and sharp nails ready to be poisoned, it is easy to kill and cut its throat with poison.

But Werther also knows something about water monkeys.

So when the water monkey started, the white stag raised its head suddenly, and the light of soul burst out from its majestic double horns!

"Water monkey" was attacked first, and was forced to retreat quickly by the light of the soul.

Werther took advantage of this time to complete the initiation of "Forbidden Love".

The little monkey stood there in a daze for a moment.

The stag lowered its head, and after speeding up to start, pierced its abdomen with the front end of its antlers!

With the "Water Monkey" completely killed, this extremely arduous duel finally came to an end.

Even Scott, who was defeated in the end, was quietly relieved.

……

"The battle is over."

"Victor: Werther Gold."

The tone of the referee seemed to become weak.

There were sparse applause outside the arena.

"Clap clap clap!"

Suddenly a string of applause stood out.

The applause was indeed Robert.

"We won after all, didn't we?"

Robert clapped his hands hard.

……

"Hey, is it over?"

Diana rubbed her eyes, raised her head from Duck's shoulder, and there was still a little sparkle in the corner of her mouth.

She was indeed awakened by Robert's applause.

"It's over, as I expected, Witte won."

Dak did not say a word: the result is the same, but the process is different.

Gan!

……

The two professors on the judging table were a bit tense at the beginning of this duel, and now they just want to score quickly.

Professor Jones silently raised the sign.

"Red Fang, Werther, 6 points."

"Blue Fang, Scott, 6 points."

Professor Fox is indeed old and couldn't help but yawned a few times, but he still gave the grade.

"Red side, 5 points."

"Blue Fang, 4 points."

The fifth-grade students are suffering and cannot tell.

"Red side, 6 points."

"Blue Fang, 6 points."

……

Professor Fox's grading is indeed a bit strict.

Although this duel turned into a waste card pecking at the later stage.

But both players actually have their own shining points.

As a first-year student, Werther usually summons very quickly, and the quality of the single card is not bad, but there is no tactical system.

And Scott's "ink" card is really creative.

It's just that the basic skills are really bad, and there is no second-tier magic wizard card.

If he didn't work hard, he might not pass the final exam of the second-year Summoning class.

As for whether they can finally pass the recruitment of the dueling club, it can only depend on luck.

……

In short, after the seventh game, Dak finally couldn't bear to close his eyes and rest for a while.

Then he watched Sara Swati play again.

This top student from the Academy of Magic made significant progress after the last in-class competition, and easily won a duel with a second-year senior.

The entire first round of recruiting competition lasted for more than an hour, and finally entered the second round.

Rose had been standing in front of the bulletin board early, and after the new schedule was replaced, she found the schedules of No. 123 and No. 666, and then managed to escape before the crowd surrounded her.

Thanks to Rose's foresight, Dark and Diana are spared the trouble of checking the schedule.

They took advantage of this gap to chat in a low voice, and the recovered Dak once again looked forward to the duel with the seniors.

In this second round of recruiting competition, Dake and Diana are still in court ①, and they are in the second and fourth rounds respectively.

This means that Dak will be able to play again soon!

He refreshed himself: "This time it's me first."

Diana: "Next time I will be the first!"

……

not far away……

Standing next to him was the "Recruitment Card of the Noble History Research Institute", and looked at the three people on the bench again.

A short student beside him couldn't help but raised his head and said, "I said Owen, when are you dispatching?"

Owen showed his white teeth calmly: "No rush, I'll go right away."

In fact, he was going to persuade Dak after the duel, but then he was attracted by the Son of the Brave match.

After all, although Werther Gould, the son of the brave, is not in the House of Nobles, he is also a descendant of the nobility in a serious manner. Who wouldn't want to get a son of the brave to become a treasure in the society?

When the two swords of the kingdom gather together, isn't the Noble History Research Institute going to heaven?

Unexpectedly, just looking at it like that made him feel sleepy!

So much so that he didn't find a chance to persuade Dak Dimon afterwards.

As for the associations that went to persuade but were rejected, it seemed natural to him.

In the entire St. Marianne, only the Noble History Research Institute is worthy of Dak Dimon!

In short, dragging and dragging dragged it to the break of the game, and there was no one around the three of Dake, so it was a good time to go to persuade... solicit!

Owen straightened his proud golden bangs, and then stepped forward.

When he arrived at the place, he turned to Duck's front, bowed in noble etiquette, and said, "Good afternoon, Dimon."