What's wrong with a lord daddy who just wants to draw cards?

Secretly turn on the overload function of the emperor's engine, and then recite the incantation silently:

"Shadow touches everything, I choose to dance on the edge of darkness."

"Glimpse Step."

From the audience's perspective, Duomi actually escaped directly into the ground, turned into a blue mist and quickly approached the Juggernaut, and then rushed out of the ground like a dry land shark, with steam billowing from his body.

That's what happens after overloading the Imperial Engine, causing Domi to breathe quickly. At the same time, it brings more oxygen to Domi and releases more power.

His right uppercut had been charged for a long time when it was underground. His main goal was to win with one move!

That little fist covered in slime has the speed of a meteor and the strength of a 30-year-old.

It hit Alger on the chin and knocked him off the ground. The old man who was the trustee was also forced to return to Alger's body to continue sleeping because of the excessive stimulation.

"With the old man taking action, a mere Dominic can be easily captured."

Alger, who was temporarily isolated from the outside world, thought so.

No, he sensed the return of the old sword master, which meant that the battle was over and he could take control of his body again.

However, when Alger took control of his body, he found that he was actually floating in the air, and his jaw seemed to be dislocated, causing great pain.

"Am I... being beaten out?"

"how is this possible!?"

Seeing that Alger was vomiting blood from the uppercut, and that he couldn't continue fighting no matter what, the referee persuaded Domi:

"Master, you see that your opponent seems to be dying. Why don't you just win this battle?"

"Hey, that's wrong," Duomi shook his finger at the referee and said, "Mr. referee, look, Alger's sword is still in his hand. Before knocking off his weapon, I think Alger I still have the ability to fight back.”

"Am I right!"

As he spoke, Domi pulled up Alger's trouser legs, dragged Alger up with strength that was obviously not suitable for his age, moved 180 degrees in a circle in the air, and then fell heavily to another place.

boom!

Yellow sand splashed everywhere.

"There is no harm in the smoke, it seems the force is not strong enough."

"Oh, by the way, you have to hold the sword tightly~"

Domi also very considerately manually allowed Alger's fingers to grasp the hilt of the sword again, and summoned the assassin from the Three Heroes of the Dark Night Villa to help fix Alger and his sword with his hands.

Anyway, the undead summoned with ashes have no weight.

In this way, Alger and his sword can always be together.

As a result, the audience gradually became numb as the sound of "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!" hit the ground.

In Domi's hands, Alger, who was called a genius, the strongest boy, and the future of the human race, was hung up and beaten like a chicken.

It's a 'real hanging-beating' in the physical sense.

In fact, if he had just passed out, he might not have to endure so much torture, but he still retained a trace of consciousness, but he could only watch as he was being hit here and there.

Unconsciously, he felt that this world was so ridiculous.

Why...why is it that even though I have such a good birth panel and am three years older than Dominic, I am still pushed to the ground with a blaster?

Are all the children of top noble families so powerful, or is it simply because they are too weak?

I am too weak...

Once this thought occurs, it will remain in my mind and will never go away.

It was as if there was a repeater playing these three words all the time - it was too weak.

Click...click!

There was a sound like breaking glass, and something seemed to be cracking in his heart. Was it his heart, liver, and spleen?

No.

It's his dignity, his confidence, his pride!

It was smashed to pieces and shattered by the smashing to the ground again and again!

[You successfully shattered the heart of the chosen one, Alger (incomplete), the villain value +20w]

Only after hearing the system message did Duomi stop.

At this time, Alger lay paralyzed on the yellow earth like a dirty pig, covered in dirt, with a bruised nose and swollen face, his eyes were lifeless, and the word "loser" was written all over his face.

The audience was silent.

In fact, Domi was a little tired from shaking Alger away. He clapped his dusty hands, turned around, and stopped before walking into the waiting passage where he came from.

At this great angle.

Duomi tilted his head slightly and said to Alger, who was not far behind him:

"My magic talent is not good, so some people will call me a loser in private, but I don't care because I know that I am not a loser."

"Listen up, genius swordsman boy..."

"The so-called genius is just the threshold for meeting me."

"Your arrogance is nothing in my eyes. Go back and practice for another 100 years~"

[You successfully shattered the heart of the chosen one, Alger (complete), villain value +80w]

Duomi smiled successfully and then left gracefully.

The referee sounded the gong: "I declare that this match is won by Dominic Blofeld!"

"boom!"

The entire audience suddenly erupted into astonishing boos.

At that moment, the impossible became possible. The dark horse counterattacked, trampled the white horse to death under the iron hoof, and won the crown!

Countless golden dragons, silver wolves, bronze eagles fell into the pockets of Morey and Mei, and the coins collided with each other, making countless crisp and pleasant sounds.

Whether you are rich or not, sometimes it really depends on that moment of decision.

Morey never dreamed that after one game, he would directly make a profit that Nightwish could only make after three consecutive years of operation.

Even Mei has jumped from a child in a poor mountainous area to a young rich woman.

[Personal practice, black-box operation, with 12 times the profit!Achieve the hidden achievement of playing the villain - Black-hearted Capitalist, villain value +10w]

Gambling has broken the food bowls of a group of people and put a group of people on the altar.

At this point, the news about this game had spread, and it appeared on the headlines of newspapers in various large territories overnight.

"Third Young Master Blofeld actually easily defeated the genius boy Alger and threatened that genius is just the threshold to meet me!"

"Haha, this time you are in the limelight!"

Edward was the first to send a congratulatory message.

Then came the others. Is Edward the most optimistic about Domi?No, he is the one who knows how to be courteous quickly.

"I told you before that I was sure of winning. Look, even winning so easily, you still don't believe it."

Everyone turned their heads away in unison, as if they didn't want to recall the time when they were slapped in the face.

After returning home from the Dragon's Lair, Carlos and Grasa seemed to be meeting someone, so he and Edward came back first.

I didn't talk to them much after I came back. These guys are probably curious about his methods now. If they are caught, they may ask questions, which will be annoying to death.

So Domi walked directly towards Sia's room.

As expected, she was already in the room. She was leaning on the balcony railing and looking forward, as if she was waiting for her.

"I defeated Alger, can you answer my question now?"

Sia turned around and put her hands behind her back. The wind blew slowly, lifting up her long rose-red hair, so that she had to tuck it behind her ears from time to time:

"Of course, it's what I promised after all."

"Then tell me."

"emm...what's the problem?"

"???"

In desperation, Duomi could only repeat the question:

"Xia, why did you give me that blade? What is your purpose?"

Sia sighed softly:

"So, you are so obsessed with the answer to this question because you are still on guard against me?"

"Otherwise, what attitude should I have towards you? I just don't want to be kept in the dark, that's all."

"Okay, okay~" After she organized her words for a while, she said: "Is there a possibility that the blade is just a gift I simply wanted to give you after I confirmed that you are a soul eater?"

"Why did you give me a gift when you have nothing to do? Isn't there a saying, showing courtesy for nothing is nothing but jian..."

"because I like you."

"...that is, stealing,,,"

"You, you, you, what did you just say?!"

It seems that it is not difficult for Sia to reveal her true feelings, because she can face her emotions frankly.

"Because I like you. If I didn't like you, why would I bother giving you such a precious thing?"

"Hey, don't you want to express something?"

"I, I, I, I... you, you, you... ah, this..."

This unexpected confession made Duomi's brain go crazy, and he didn't know what to say at all.

"Has anyone ever said you're really slow? You're straight and slow, like a dump truck."

At this moment, everything in front of him became as illusory as the moon in the mirror.

Sia was on the balcony just now, why was she behind him all of a sudden?

Xia looked at him with a smile on her face, as if another little trick had succeeded.