Yu-gi-oh Goes into the Academy with a Duel Link System

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"Eyes, my dog's eyes!"

Cheng Feng covered his eyes and rolled around on the ground. He was caught off guard just now, and his eyes widened to look at the thousand-year-old tin rod, but he was flashed stupid.

However, it was precisely because his eyes could not see anything that he clearly sensed the message from the system:

"Because the host came into contact with the Millennium Artifact, the system has opened the 'Millennium Stone Tablet'."

Cheng Feng immersed his consciousness in the system, and saw a huge dark space, where there were stone slabs containing seven thousand-year-old artifacts.

"Every time the host stores a millennium artifact in the stone slab, it can greatly increase the spiritual power and obtain the right to use the artifact,"

"Nani?!" Cheng Feng's back was no longer sore, his back was no longer hurt, and his eyes were no longer darkened. He jumped up and held the thousand-year-old tin stick in his hand again.

Originally, after falling from his hand, the millennium-old tin rod became dim again, but now it was held by Cheng Feng, and it began to shimmer with a faint golden light. Although it was not as noisy as before, it was still extremely majestic.

At the same time, Cheng Feng discovered that on the thousand-year-old slate in the system, the grid corresponding to the thousand-year-old tin rod was also lit up.

"The host's spiritual power has been greatly improved, the dark game ability has been greatly improved, the ability to manipulate people's hearts, and the ability to seal monsters and even elves. When the host no longer holds the thousand-year-old tin rod, the above bonuses will disappear."

"Because I got the Millennium Artifact and unlocked the hidden new characters, it's good."

"This character cannot be unlocked by other means. When the host no longer holds the Millennium Artifact, the character will be in an unusable state. The more Millennium Artifacts the host holds, the more benefits the character will bring."

"Huh?" Hearing what the system said, Cheng Feng was a little confused.

Although Tapir is the final big boss in DM, his card playing skills are really a bit of a stretch, and he doesn't have much presence in DL. The only thing that left an impression on Cheng Feng was the Tauren Artifact Dark Necrophilia.

With such a character, it would be annoying for him to unlock him for nothing, so why did he look so powerful?

What does it mean? The more millennium artifacts you hold, the greater the character's gain. Don't tell me that the unlocked character can still move.

He widened his eyes and stared at the tapir in the system for a long time, but he didn't see a flower coming out, and the guy still looked like he needed to be beaten and didn't move.

"What are you doing..." muttering, withdrawing his spirit from the system, Cheng Feng saw that Alice had already knelt down on the ground with tears streaming down his face, "My lord, you really are my lord!"

"I..." Cheng Feng's whole body is in a bad mood. This time, the real thing is that he couldn't clean himself up by jumping into the Yellow River.

"Ahem, this thing might be a fake, not a real thousand-year-old tin staff." He wanted to escape from reality a little bit, "Calm down, as long as you find the time machine, it's still too late."

"By the way, I remember that the real thousand-year-old tin rod has a mechanism, and before the age of six, you can unscrew it and pull out a sharp thorn." Cheng Feng slightly exerted his strength in the hope of what might happen.

"Crack—!"

He directly touched the mechanism, split the thousand-year-old tin rod into two, and pulled out an extremely sharp thorn from the inside.

Cheng Feng: "..."

"You are indeed the Pharaoh. This artifact has been passed down for hundreds of years, and no one can discover its secret!" Alice was so excited that she almost jumped up.

"Damn, I can't really be the reincarnation of a six-year-old!" At this point, Cheng Feng couldn't stand it anymore.

He couldn't help but glanced at the mirror. Just now, because of the power released by the thousand-year-old tin rod, his hair was blown like a hedgehog, standing up in a mess.

Cheng Feng raised the thousand-year-old tin stick to the mirror, closed one eye and stuck out his tongue, and licked the thousand-year-old tin stick that was suspected to be covered with poison...

"Suck -!"

"What the hell!" Cheng Feng knelt down on the ground weakly, feeling that he was not well.

"Master, the scepter is dripping with saliva, it's disgusting." Photon showed a disgusted expression on the side.

Cheng Feng said that the Sa family is a bit autistic now, and there is no time to complain: "Then what, you two go back first, I want to be quiet."

"Master Pharaoh..." Alice still wanted to speak, but was stopped by Photon.

After all, she had followed Cheng Feng for a while, and seeing that the other party was in a bad state at the moment, she didn't continue to complain about "Who is Jing Jing", so she took Alice away.

After a long time, a long sigh came from the room.

"Ugh--!"

After being depressed for a while, Cheng Feng regained his strength.

Forget it, Brother Xiao Ma is just Brother Xiao Ma, and it will not affect the game of the Sa family in this life. Besides, the horoscope has not been written yet, and it is not impossible to have other possibilities.

Maybe it's because of the powerful system, or maybe it's because he, like Uncle Bei, is so talented that he was directly recognized by the Millennium Artifact?

"Yes, it must be so." Cheng Feng affirmed himself in a low voice, forcing himself to turn his attention to other places.

What the past life is too metaphysical, let's play cards.

"Speaking of which, the system said that the thousand-year-old tin stick can greatly improve my spiritual power. How much has this been improved?" Cheng Feng tried to take out a non-system card, which was still his old friend, the Dark Dragon King, when he was in school.

"Monster Call!"

The light flashed, and the Dark Dragon King appeared in front of him smoothly, but Cheng Feng did not faint.

"Damn, it's done!" Cheng Feng jumped up and down happily, and even temporarily forgot about the six-year-old, "Try something else."

He casually grabbed a card from Haima Liuli: "Monster Summon!"

"Bam—!"

Then Cheng Feng's eyes darkened, and he passed out again.

"Well……"

After an unknown amount of time, Cheng Feng slowly opened his eyes, only to feel a splitting headache.

"Your sister, the so-called 'substantial' increase in mental power, is it from the 1500 Dark Dragon King to the 1700 Bull Demon?" Cheng Feng was so depressed, his mental power was so stretched, even the thousand-year-old artifact was not enough. Can't be saved?

"Master, you are awake!"

A cheerful voice came, and it was only then that Cheng Feng realized that he was lying on the lap of the black magician girl. He rubbed his head and looked up, but was suddenly taken aback.

I saw that there was a golden eye between the eyebrows of the black magician girl, just like the one that Dark Game used every time he used Psychic Shock!

But he rubbed his eyes, and when he looked again, the sign was gone, and the black magician girl had a bewildered expression from beginning to end, as if she didn't know what was going on.

"Master?" The black magician girl came over, looking worried, "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, what about the others?" Cheng Feng was a little curious. Normally, the Silent Magician and Juno should also come out at such a time, and it definitely wouldn't be the black magician girl who gave him a knee pillow alone.

"We are here."

When the cold voice came, Cheng Feng looked up and couldn't help being slightly taken aback: "Triss, why did you come out?"

Triss shrugged: "When you fainted just now, we checked your condition and found that there are many impurities in your soul."

"It is these impurities that affect your mental power, so I specially asked the two of them to help and draw a magic circle to help you remove the dust."

"what?!"

Cheng Feng is a little unhappy, don't say it as if my soul is filthy!

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Facing Cheng Feng's question, Triss shrugged helplessly and said: "The soul of a normal human being is usually composed of several colors. The purer the person, the more monotonous the color of the soul."

"For example, the soul of a person who is extremely innocent may be pure white, while the soul of an extremely evil person is pure black."

"However, human nature is complex, so most people's souls are composed of a single color, usually two or three, representing different aspects of human beings."

"But you..." At this point, the corners of Triss's mouth twitched, "I can no longer describe your soul in terms of color, it is simply a big dye vat that mixes all the pigments together, to be honest, you really Is it human?"

"I've learned how to swear without profanity." Cheng Feng had nothing to say, staring and spit out.

Triss said helplessly: "In short, let's not mention the condition of your soul. While the color is messy, there are also large chunks of black impurities in it. According to my observation, it is because of these things that your mental strength is extremely high. Low, even worse than ordinary people."

As she said that, she sighed: "I don't know what the recruiters of this college think, why they recruited you in the first place."

"Even if you say that..." Cheng Feng frowned, suddenly feeling a bit of disharmony.

This feeling is very strange, like a sudden change in a certain syllable in a very familiar song. Although people who are familiar with it feel that something is wrong when they hear it, they have no professional knowledge and cannot tell the specifics. What's wrong.

He couldn't remember it, so he simply stopped thinking about it: "So what is the use of your magic circle?"

Triss shrugged: "This is one of Lamaison's masterpieces. It can wash away the filth in the soul. If it weren't for your kindness to me, I would be reluctant to give such a precious thing to humans."

"In short, this thing will strip out those impurities without hurting your soul, and at least it can raise your spiritual power by a few steps."

"Really?" Cheng Feng became excited at the time, and he probably understood what Triss meant, that is, his basic mental strength is not enough, even if the thousand-year artifact can be doubled, it will not increase much.

For example, if his basic mental power is 1, even if the Millennium Artifact can be multiplied by five times, he is still a scumbag.

He currently has a lot of non-system cards, and the seal of God is really not enough. If it can really improve the spiritual power, then it would be great.

"In short, you go in first, don't worry, if the magic circle will harm you, Juno and your little baby will not agree at all, right?" Trissy smiled and blinked.

"You are old and unscrupulous." Cheng Feng complained in his heart, looked at the slightly flushed cheeks of the really silent magician, shrugged, and walked into the center of the magic circle.

"Okay, when I start, everyone will transfer the magic power into the magic circle according to the method I just taught you."

At this time, the four magicians each occupied a corner of the magic circle, and Trissy said slowly: "Three, two, one, let's go!"

In an instant, four colors of light surged from the magic circle, which looked somewhat similar to God's Judgment, and as soon as the magic circle was turned on, the faces of the four elf girls were covered with sweat.

It seems that at least one thing Triss said is right, that is, this magic circle is indeed extremely precious, and it takes a lot of effort to operate it even with four powerful magicians at the same time.

The four-color light slowly permeated Cheng Feng's body, but unexpectedly he didn't feel anything. Cheng Feng was bored and could only watch them perform.

"Okay, now, slowly force out the first piece of impurity... Oh my god!"

Following Triss' exclamation, a huge black figure suddenly appeared above Cheng Feng's head. He had a strong body as black as ink, claws sharper than steel, and huge demon wings behind him.

And the most difficult thing to look at directly is the dragon head that is constantly wriggling and roaring under his crotch, which makes the majestic body nondescript.

But even so, the terrifying aura emanating from this faint phantom is still faintly above the Three Illusory Gods!

The great evil god of darkness, Zok Nelofa!

"I'm DNMD." Cheng Feng couldn't help swearing, he said why his mental strength is so weak, does this thing exist in the soul?

"Roar--!"

Just before he had time to complain, he saw the phantom of the great dark evil god screaming upwards, and the whole room was swept away by a hurricane, the four elves were blown to pieces, and all the lamps, cups and other items were blown to pieces Come on, even the magic circle was dimmed for a while.

Then the surrounding area was plunged into deathly darkness.

"Hey, are you all okay?" Cheng Feng was startled, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone to light it up, but this unlucky thing seemed to be damaged by the impact just now, and it couldn't be started at all.

In desperation, Cheng Feng had no choice but to take out the thousand-year-old tin stick, and just as he thought about how to make it shine, the tin stick lit up enough to illuminate the room.

Then Cheng Feng saw the true silent magician, and he was relieved: "It's okay..."