San Tian Liang Jue
Chapter 1196 Chuunibyou Outbreak?
“‘Card games’?” Upon hearing this, Feng Bujue repeated those four words. Then, his expression and tone turned very gloomy, “You bastard… are you looking down on ‘duels’?”
“Heh… duel and all that is just a name, isn't it?” Snow smiled. “To put it bluntly, isn't this just a collectible card game? Playing cards is playing cards, why give it the name ‘duel’… Don't you think it's a bit too chuuni?”
As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Bujue was silent for a moment… then, his expression turned stern, and he spoke again, “I see… so that's what you think…”
“Is there anything wrong with that?” Snow asked.
“When you've been completely defeated, you'll naturally understand where you went wrong.” As Feng Bujue spoke, he pointed at the other party and shouted loudly, “As a ‘duelist,’ crushing scum like you, who doesn't even understand what a duel is but still spouts nonsense… is my duty, my obligation, my destiny!”
“He actually… called me scum…” At this moment, Snow's expression… also changed.
Those two words seemed to have touched a nerve, stirring anger in his heart.
“Did!” Feng Bujue’s tone rose. “So what?”
“Hmph… ignorance is truly bliss.” Snow sneered. “From the action of ‘playing all your hand cards in the first round,’ I can tell you're an amateur; anyone who knows a little about card games knows that an opening like that… is like saying ‘I'm ready to be slaughtered.’” He spread his hands, provoking, “Frankly, with your level, where you'll be wiped out in five or six rounds, it's really laughable that you dare to spout such nonsense.”
“A guy who isn't even a ‘duelist’… dares to mock my level?” When Feng Bujue heard the other party daring to argue with him, he also laughed. “Listening to your tone, you actually think you play well?”
“Still talking about ‘duelists’…” Snow shook his head, responding with a helpless expression. “Okay, let me explain some basic concepts to a chuunibyou…” He paused, then continued, “The dueling techniques of card games are nothing more than some simple calculations and a little bit of luck; the factors that truly determine the strength of a player are the ‘depth of their card pool’ and their ‘ability to build a deck.’ To put it bluntly… when the deck is composed, before your so-called ‘duel’ even begins… the outcome has already been seventy percent determined; the remaining thirty percent… is twenty percent on-the-spot performance and ten percent luck.”
At this point, he paused, then said, “This… is reality. In reality, it is extremely difficult for those who don’t even have complete cards to win against those who have powerful decks. The more perfect the rules of the card game, the more impossible it is for this situation to occur.”
“As for the term ‘duel’… in my opinion, it's like calling ‘playing mahjong’ ‘fighting tiles,’ or calling ‘cucumber salad’ ‘cooking’… it's simply laughable!”
“Hmph…” Feng Bujue snorted coldly and replied, “It seems… our ideals are worlds apart.”
“I also know that it’s difficult to change other people’s views with just words.” Snow replied, also snorting coldly, “Hmph… I'll use victory to make you understand!”
After saying that, he also raised his duel disk and drew a card.
“My turn, draw.” Snow picked up the card he had just drawn, glanced at it, and then… played it directly, “Activate Field Magic – [Oxygen Deprivation Zone]!”
As he placed that card into the Trap Magic Zone of the duel disk, the system's animation performance also began…
The center of the arena was instantly enveloped by a dark, invisible force field. After a few seconds, the [Swordsman Illusionist] on Feng Bujue’s field groaned and knelt on one knee.
“When [Oxygen Deprivation Zone] is on the field, all humanoid, human-like, and animal-type monsters cannot be used as a player's barrier during the battle phase,” Snow continued.
“Oh… you want to bypass the monsters and directly reduce my LP…” Feng Bujue said calmly. “It's okay, go ahead. Blood exists to be cut.”
Snow did not respond to his words, but continued, “Enter the battle phase, [Lamp Imp], direct attack on the player!”
As soon as the declaration was made, the Lamp Imp moved, bypassing Jue-Ge's [Swordsman Illusionist] and pouncing directly at the player…
(Here's a little explanation: In [Madness Thinking], players also feel pain when they are attacked, the degree of pain varies depending on the amount of damage and the form it takes; of course, the pain limit in [Madness Thinking] is very low, and there will not be too bloody scenes, after all, this is an all-ages game, and it is still very harmonious compared to [Thriller Paradise].)
Bang—
No sooner said than done, the [Lamp Imp] quickly launched an impact on Feng Bujue, but Jue-Ge just stood in place, raising his duel disk to block it slightly.
After blocking, he also read in a disdainful tone: "Tsk tsk tsk… it's really painless… it seems that because you look down on ‘duels,’ even the monsters you control can't get motivated."
“Hmph… I really don’t quite understand the mood of that holographic image.” Snow replied in a sarcastic tone, “However, I can explain why you don’t feel any pain… because the pain limit in this game is this level anyway.”
While the two of them were talking, the damage calculation for Feng Bujue’s LP (displayed above the card slot on the duel disk) was also completed. After deducting 1500 points from the previous battle, there were still 6500 points remaining.
“Then… finally, I set two cards…” After the battle phase, it was the main phase 2. Snow said as he placed two of the four cards in his hand into the Trap Magic Zone, “… end this turn.”
“It’s my turn!” Before the other party could finish speaking, Feng Bujue couldn’t wait to shout out with imposing force, “Draw!”
His draw… was not an ordinary draw, but a stride forward, a slight lean, two fingers pinched together… and when he drew the card, he swung his entire arm to his side in an exaggerated manner.
This "I'm proud of my pose" chuuni performance really surprised Snow.
“What are you doing?” Snow couldn’t help but ask.
“Drawing cards.” Feng Bujue replied.
“I’m asking you… why are you drawing cards like that?” Snow asked again. “Can’t you draw in a normal way?”
“A normal way… are you referring to your [Bleep] lame method?” Feng Bujue's words were censored by the system because of a sensitive word.
“Leaving aside how lame my action of ‘drawing a card from the top of the deck’ is…” Snow replied, “Let’s just talk about your pose that you think is cool… can it control what card you draw?”
“Not necessarily.” Feng Bujue replied.
“Not necessarily?” Snow seemed surprised by Jue-Ge's answer. “Ha!” He chuckled dryly and added, “In other words, you actually believe ‘there is a certain possibility’?”
“Of course I believe it.” Feng Bujue didn’t laugh, he replied very seriously, “As a ‘duelist,’ you must believe in your deck, and then the deck will respond to you… helping you win!”
Saying that, he didn’t wait for the other party to respond, he just glanced at the card he drew, and then placed it on the duel disk.
“I Special Summon… [Sakamoto-kun] at the cost of discarding all other hand cards!”
After Feng Bujue finished the declaration, a super handsome teenager wearing a black high school uniform, black-rimmed glasses, tall, with a beauty mark at the corner of his eye appeared in the arena.
“What?” Faced with Jue-Ge's god-like draw, Snow was shocked again. “He happened to draw a special summon monster that costs discarding all hand cards when he had zero hand cards?”
“There’s nothing strange about it.” Feng Bujue replied in a matter-of-course tone, “For a duelist, every card is a partner infused with their soul, isn’t it normal for partners to stand up at the right time?” Saying that, he took a step forward and ordered with his head held high, “Enter the battle phase! [Sakamoto-kun]… attack the [Lamp Imp]!”
“Trap card activate!” Snow acted when Jue-Ge shouted out the attack declaration, “[Demon’s Awakening]!”
When that trap card was activated, [Sakamoto-kun] just happened to slide in front of the [Lamp Imp] in a suave pose, just as the former was about to make an attack, the latter took the lead… and disappeared into white light.
“[Demon’s Awakening] effect is…” Snow said at this time, “When a monster of the Fiend-Type in face-up attack position is attacked, it can be used as a sacrifice to special summon a level 6 Fiend-Type monster from the deck, also placing it in face-up attack position.”
As Snow spoke, the holographic projection of his deck had floated in front of him. Of course… this projection was vertical to the ground and facing away from Feng Bujue, so Jue-Ge definitely couldn’t see it.
“I choose…” Snow stared at the projection that was scrolling slowly upwards like subtitles for a while, and soon stretched out his finger and pointed at one of them, “[Eight-Armed Serpent Demon].”
After saying that, a card teleported directly from his deck to his duel disk.
On the field, white light also burst out, and a rather large monster emerged from the light, standing in the position where the [Lamp Imp] had stood just now.
As expected of a monster that requires a sacrifice, the appearance of the [Eight-Armed Serpent Demon] was much stronger than the previous Lamp Imp – a huge snake tail, the upper body of a human, eight thick arms… made its 2200 attack power seem very convincing.
Moreover, the [Eight-Armed Serpent Demon] also had the special effect of "summoning a [Python Monster] in face-up attack position after being destroyed". Although the latter was only a two-star monster, it could at least be used as a sacrifice.
“Two thousand two… hmph… small potatoes.” Feng Bujue was not flustered when he saw the other party special summoning a big monster, however, since [Sakamoto-kun]’s attack power was two thousand, not enough to kill the Eight-Armed Serpent Demon, so… here he could only gamble, “Just now, your trap caused Sakamoto-kun’s attack target to disappear, so the attack was interrupted, but his attack right for this turn is still reserved; now, as long as I use the Illusionist to kill your Serpent Demon, and then use Sakamoto-kun to kill the Python Monster, I can still make you vomit blood.”
“Hmph… that kind of hypothesis has to be established on the premise that you roll an attack number of ‘3 or more’ for the [Swordsman Illusionist].” Snow laughed, “But what if… you roll a 1 or 2, the result will be that your Illusionist is killed, and you have to further lose LP points, then the situation will be ugly.”
“Nonsense, why don’t you say that if I roll a 6, I can directly kill you half to death?” At this moment, Feng Bujue can be described as tough and domineering in terms of momentum.
I don’t know why, when he put on the duel disk and stood on this duel field, he seemed to have changed into a different person… his words and deeds revealed a kind of "all-or-nothing, unwavering" spirit; his every move was showing that he had completely thrown himself into "chuuni", putting all those "calm calculations, layouts" and other things behind him.
“[Swordsman Illusionist], attack [Eight-Armed Serpent Demon]! Phantom Sword Dance!” After refuting Snow’s words, Feng Bujue quickly issued an attack declaration.
He not only said the attack declaration, but also announced the name of the move used by the monster when attacking…
In fact, he was not just making it up. In the [Madness Thinking] database provided by the official, there is a detailed background introduction of each card, and the most detailed settings are basically monster cards.
There is so much content that it can be read as a novel, and it also clearly points out what the "moves" used by each monster when attacking are called…
Feng Bujue, this reading addict, would naturally not let go of those contents. He had already read all the card information before [Madness Thinking] was launched, so the term he reported at this moment… was indeed the name of the monster's move.
It's just… technically speaking, whether he reports it or not, it doesn't actually make any difference. The power of the attack, the judgment, the result, etc… will not change in any way because he reported the name of the move.
Chi Chi Chi Chi—
Instantly, the [Swordsman Illusionist] drew his sword from his waist and rushed up like this. At the same time that he danced out bursts of sword light, a holographic image of a die, about the size of a basketball, also floated in the sky above the arena.
Di Di Di… the image changed rapidly, emitting a rapid beep, and finally stopped at… “3” on this number.
“Drink!” At the moment when the number stopped, the Swordsman Illusionist gave a light shout and thrust his sword straight out.
Obviously, after the system’s calculation was completed, a real-time CG of "a monster with an attack power of 3000 killing a monster with an attack power of 2200" was about to be staged.
However…
“Equip Trap… activate!” Snow’s declaration interrupted this scene.