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The magic orb's health points instantly dropped to zero. "Whoosh—"
The referee's whistle blew just two seconds later.
On the commentary desk, Inya Knight and Joe William both showed expressions of astonishment.
Being non-professionals, they were completely caught off guard. Even Judy, the host who had just sat down to rest, couldn't help but widen her eyes in surprise.
The remaining contestants from the Knights' Academy and the Nobles' Academy remained silent in the stands on both sides of the field.
Pandora Dragon, in the Magic Academy's lounge, narrowed his eyes as he looked at the white dragon with blue eyes.
The students and audience in the circular area and the stands were all stunned. After a long while, someone took the lead in cheering, and then a deafening roar erupted.
Even though many spectators didn't know what was happening, they still shouted at the top of their lungs along with those around them.
Those who fully understood it, however, kept their lips tightly pressed together and remained silent.
After a long time.
The applause and shouts finally began to subside. The audience's enthusiasm began to wane slightly.
They only realized then that they had seen almost nothing.
While a duel that ends in one round is "exciting," it is far from satisfying.
Many viewers then began to discuss how they could relive the "wonder" of that round through the exchange of words and phrases.
Of course, most people were still staring wide-eyed at the white dragon with blue eyes who had ended the duel with that one blow.
Although the "Blue-Eyes White Dragon" had a completely different appearance from the "Sky Dragon".
However, since they both belong to the White Dragon faction and possess equally formidable strength, viewers subconsciously connected them.
"The battle is over!"
"The winner... is Dark Dimon, a second-year student from the Academy of Noble Families!" Joe William suddenly stood up, microphone in hand, and announced loudly to the audience.
After regaining their composure, the four contestants from the Noble Academy couldn't help but mutter to themselves, "Isn't our junior, Dimon, a little too modest?" After a long silence, only Shrek Holmes spoke up among the four contestants from the Knight Academy, saying, "Actually, Witt Gold has already done very well." Noah Sharp then added, "When he comes down later, say some encouraging words to him, don't let it affect his performance in the next match."
But after he finished speaking, he turned his head to look and found that the two third-year and fourth-year students looked tense. They needed to comfort themselves, let alone comfort Victor!
Noah Sharp's forehead twitched involuntarily.
[The Lunar New Year holiday is so tiring...]
Chapter 1056 Darkdemon Interlude (4K)
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Chapter 1056 Darkdemon? Interlude (4k)
The red player is on the stage.
Witt Gold suddenly clutched his chest and gasped for breath.
The pressure that had accumulated in just half a minute reminded him of the "Sword in the Stone Trial".
It was as if every cell in his body had fallen into a state of severe oxygen deprivation. After a long while, he finally raised his head amidst the deafening shouts and applause, looking at Dark Dimon directly opposite him with a slightly bewildered expression.
He had considered the possibility of losing.
Rather, the probability of losing was higher than expected. But I never imagined I would lose in this way.
But since he chose to pursue miracles, he had to pay the corresponding price. It's just that the decision was made too quickly, and he wasn't mentally prepared for it.
On the other hand, it was also because the sudden appearance of the "Blue-Eyes White Dragon" by Dark was too shocking for him.
He read through Dark's duel footage from the "Golden Cup" countless times, and felt that he had a fairly clear understanding of Dark's strength at that time.
But the more this is the case, the greater the shock feels at this moment.
Because during the "Golden Cup," Dark was far less powerful than he is now. The "Blue-Eyes White Dragon" that was directly Special Summoned, although it was a nine-star Pokémon, gave him a terrifying feeling far surpassing that of a nine-star Pokémon.
One can know the whole leopard from a single spot.
The extent of Dark's growth during this period was truly unimaginable. He discovered that the distance between himself and Dark had not only failed to narrow, but was actually widening further.
This sudden realization left him feeling lost. Once a person becomes lost, they stagnate. This was what terrified him most.
"We can't keep thinking like this." "Human strength has its limits."
“Even Dark can’t keep making rapid progress forever.” “When he slows down, that’s when I’ll close the gap with him.” “As long as I persevere, I will definitely catch up.”
Witt's fingers on the card table gradually tightened, and his outward emotions seemed to have calmed down, but the anxiety deep inside him grew stronger.
In the circular audience section, "Blood Princess" Ophelia Brad frowned as she looked at her child, a deep worry on her face.
Robert, who was just excited, now sat there like a cooked duck with his mouth agape, completely still.
The other second-year students from the Knight Academy around him also suddenly fell silent, not uttering a sound.
But the situation changed so quickly, it's no wonder they couldn't react in time. "Hey."
They are separated by a narrow path.
A second-year student from the Noble Academy turned in their direction and suddenly let out a chuckle.
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The laughter wasn't loud, and it was mostly drowned out by the cheers of the audience.
But to the ears of the second-year students at the Knights Academy, it was especially grating. The second-year students at the Knights Academy nearby cursed inwardly, but only muttered a lukewarm remark: "You guys can only rely on Dark."
His words immediately won the approval of most of the second-year students at the Knights Academy.
At the same time, some people finally came to their senses.
Robert suddenly grabbed a flag, shook it vigorously, and shouted, "Go Witt! Go Witt!"
He shouted loudly, his face turning red and his neck thickening.
The students nearby quickly realized what was happening, and at this moment, the players on the field were definitely the ones who were most affected.
Whether out of friendship or for the sake of the upcoming competition, they can no longer sit like this.
"Go, Vittoria!" Gradually, more and more people shouted along with Robert's voice.
Although there weren't many cheers, they eventually pierced through the cheers of the entire stadium and reached Witt Gold's ears.
Witt paused for a moment before turning to look in the direction of the Knights Academy students.
Then, he immediately saw Robert waving the flag vigorously, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.
Despite Robert's many faults, their friendship remained unchanged.
Witt Gold gradually regained some of his spirits. He was certainly not so easily defeated.
The blue team's platform.
Dark didn't show much joy at such a simple victory. He remained calm, perhaps because he had been a mathematics professor for too long. Instead, he subconsciously became concerned about the mental health of the student opposite him.
However, Witt Gold is indeed the "son of a hero," possessing a kind of "unyielding" spirit.
He admired that quite a bit.
Despite his current state, he doesn't believe he possesses this "unyielding" spirit.
He felt that he still had a "give up" mentality.
However, the pressure of the times did not allow him to slack off.
"In any case, we managed to get through this opening duel without any major incidents."
"Although this exposed the 'Blue-Eyes White Dragon,' it's unrealistic to expect to hide such a trump card."
"The 'Holy Sword Spell'... I'll try learning it when I have time."
"Although I lack the 'Hero' aptitude, with the War God's Sword Sheath, perhaps I can bring about some changes."
Dark thought to himself silently.
He had not yet poured the "blood of the God of War" into the scabbard, mainly because he did not know the outcome and wanted to save the "blood of the God of War" for other uses.
But now it seems necessary to pour it into the scabbard.
Especially after the new duel rules were announced, spell cards like "Holy Sword Spell" can be used even better.
Of course, this is on the premise that he can also conjure a powerful holy sword like the "Greatsword of Light - Zoffy".
It was only then that Dark turned his head slightly, first glancing in the direction of the students from the Noble Academy, and then finding Alvette and the others in the audience.
After that, he turned around, raised his hand to the four senior students in the contestants' seat, and waved gently.
The four contestants from the Noble Academy immediately broke into smiles.
Regardless, Dark had secured a brilliant start for their college.
And now, the pressure will fall on them.
But to be honest, while the third and fourth-year students of the Knights Academy were under immense pressure because of Dark's performance, the third and fourth-year students of the Noble Academy were also feeling the pressure.
Especially Elsie Kevin, a third-grader!
Elsie Kevin suddenly realized that he also found it difficult to accept Witt God's "Holy Court Judgment"!
If Witt Godd chose him in a challenge against a higher-level opponent, and was also very lucky enough to draw the "Holy Sword Curse" in the first round...
The thought of this filled Erwin Kevin with immense pressure. "What are you thinking about, Kevin?"
Suddenly, Edwin Clarissa asked him.
Elsie Kevin frowned slightly and said, "It's nothing." Edwin Clarissa said, "Don't be nervous, you're very capable." Snake Harriman, a fourth-year student, patted him on the shoulder and said, "It's your turn next, good luck!"
Elsie Kevin said, "I know." But his pressure didn't just come from the academy.
As the future heir of the Kevin family, he has recently sensed a shift in the family's political climate through communications.
Within the family, there's a tendency to allocate more resources to his development. He can't afford to make a mistake at this crucial moment; he must prove his worth!
The Royal Capital Branch has hidden private rooms.
King Austin Clarissa's expression was slightly grim. But when he spoke, his expression had returned to calm. He asked his two children, "Although it was only one duel, it should have revealed something. What do you think Dark Dimon's strength really is? Did he truly have no exposure to magical techniques before entering the academy?"
The first to respond was Princess Elizabeth.
However, she did not answer the first question, but instead addressed the second one: "I asked Duke Dimon this question a long time ago. Before enrolling, Dak had some exposure to magical technology. But it was only exposure; he didn't learn even the basics."
"Why?" the old king asked. Eliza replied, "Because he doesn't want to learn." Austin fell silent for a moment.
The extent to which the Valkyrie Alvitt doted on her children was common knowledge among the nobility of the entire capital.
Eliza's reasoning might seem absurd in other aristocratic families, but in the case of the Dimon family, it didn't seem problematic at all.
But in this case...
The old king couldn't help but say, "He's learned to this extent in just two years. If he had been exposed to theoretical knowledge earlier... even if magic doesn't fully mature until around age twelve... just how far would he have reached now?"
Prince Charles said, "Probably to the level of Noah Sharp."
The old king closed his mouth and pondered for a moment, then suddenly felt that this one of the twelve heroes he had chosen was not so appealing after all!
“Enough,” the king said. “Dark Dimon has saintly blood; he cannot be compared.”
Eliza opened her mouth, then closed it again.
She actually wanted to say that Dark had not awakened the bloodline of a saint, but after thinking about it, she decided against it.
There's no need to say it, right?
Saying too much will only upset the king.
"Next up, who will be dueling with whom?" Charles picked up the documents and said, "The third-year student in the Academy of Nobles is... a young man from the Kevin family. I've seen his duels before; he has some potential."
The king frowned slightly and said, "The Kevin family, perhaps."
“Hmm,” Charles said. “If he’s capable enough, we can let him participate in the Heroes Tournament.”
The king nodded and said, "Then let's take a good look."
And at this moment.
Alvitt, Claire, and the others, however, were all smiles. The Valkyrie herself, in particular, couldn't stop grinning.
"That [Blue-Eyes White Dragon] card must be a magical spirit card that Dark recently crafted," she asked.