It's different from the exciting duels of the past.
The duel between extraterrestrial card masters is a life and death duel.
The strength they displayed far surpassed that of the card masters in this world.
The audience outside the stadium was silent, and their eyes were full of despair. They seemed to have seen the future of the world's demise.
There were originally ten games, and the best situation was to win five each. The next round was a round-robin battle between five players on each side.
However, this war has just begun and they have lost 4 consecutive games.
Just the four people who were victorious at this time were so powerful that it made people despair.
Immediately after the fourth duel, the fifth duel begins.
The player on our side in the fifth duel is the contemporary Holy Son of the Holy Land of Swords.
Although we are at a huge disadvantage at this time, the Holy Son of the Holy Land of Swords is not afraid.
After slowly walking onto the duel field and seeing his opponent, he felt that it was a good thing that his brother was eliminated by Yan Churou.
In this way, he wouldn't have to face such bloody scenes.
After the Holy Son of the Holy Land of Swords took the stage, he slowly raised his hand and pulled out twenty cards of half purple and black.
After seeing the Holy Son of the Holy Land of Swords take the stage, a glimmer of hope finally lit up in the eyes of the audience outside the venue.
"The Holy Son of the Holy Land of Swords has the strength of 8 stars in the sky!"
"He is also the favorite to win the championship this time, and his strength is obviously stronger."
"It is said that in order to hone his swordsmanship, he once lived alone in the Demonic Wasteland for three years! If it were this man! He would definitely be able to defeat the opponent!!"
If it were him!
You will definitely win!!
The appearance of the Holy Son of the Holy Land of Swords restored hope to countless viewers.
Then the fifth duel began.
This duel was not as one-sided as before.
With both sides going all out, the battle actually reached a point where they were evenly matched.
The lights of swords and shadows flashed constantly on the field, and even the elders who had just broken through the realm of card kings, were able to control black cards, and advanced to the realm of card kings looked shocked.
The battle between these two people was extremely fierce, and it didn't even look like a duel that a Tianxiang card master could fight.
This battle lasted until the end, with both sides suffering serious injuries.
But the outcome of this battle was completely beyond the expectations of the foreign card master.
"Oh? We actually lost this battle?"
In the spectator seats of the foreign card masters, a card master made a surprised sound.
The first four duels made him see how weak the card masters in this world were.
So they even thought that their side might win ten consecutive games.
However, at this time they lost a battle.
"Are there any people with backbone in this place where Fang Ka Master comes from?"
"Oh, it's just a victory, so why be afraid?"
When the card masters from outside the territory were communicating unscrupulously, the Holy Son of the Holy Land of Swords also dragged his tired body, slowly walked down the field, and then climbed onto the position of the promoted duelist.
Because of this victory, there were loud cheers outside the stadium.
Countless spectators were chanting the name of the Holy Son of the Holy Land of Swords.
His victory saved his side from almost reaching rock bottom.
Then the sixth game started at the same time.
Before the countless Holy City spectators outside the stadium could be happy for a long time, the ruthless reality defeated them again.
In the sixth game, one of our own players was brutally killed again.
Then the seventh duel, the eighth duel, three consecutive duels, all our players were brutally killed by the other side.
Seeing their own stars of hope die one by one, the hearts of countless spectators outside the stadium have fallen to the bottom of the ice.
"It's hopeless..."
"This world is over..."
A card master knelt on the ground with his voice broken, holding his head and muttering to himself.
The methods of the foreign card masters became more and more cruel, causing them all to lose hope.
Under his infection, more and more spectators in the Holy City fell into negative collapse.
"Unless he is a genius like the Son of Sword."
"Otherwise no one can be their opponent..."
That's right.
If we look at qualifications alone, almost all of the opponent's players have the strength to win this Duel King Competition.
The appearance of any one of them can overturn the duel king competition held in this world.
What's more, 20 such strong men appeared together.
They can already dominate this Duel King Competition.
There is no suspense anymore.
Countless spectators outside the venue fell into passive collapse, and the power and terror of the foreign card master had been imprinted into their souls.
Off the field, when the ninth duel was about to begin, contrary to everyone's expectations, the duelists of the ninth game stopped off the stage and did not come on stage for a long time.
Seeing that he had not ascended to heaven for a long time, countless spectators outside the venue whispered:
"That guy! Is he the contemporary Holy Son who summons the Holy Land!!?"
"Why hasn't he come on stage yet!?"
"Among the duelists in the first round, he is already the last hope!!"
"I'm afraid only he has the chance to fight side by side with the Son of Sword!"
Under the gaze of countless spectators, the Summoning Holy Son lowered his head slightly. He stood in front of the ring, not daring to look up at anyone, and his voice also sounded.
"You win……"
"I can't win this battle..."
His voice seemed calm, but it was slightly trembling.
Through observation, he has seen that almost all of the opponent's camp are card masters who master the skills of life and death.
If a person with a body like his own summoning card master is approached, he will probably be like them before. He won't even have time to surrender before being chopped off by the sword.
So after weighing for a long time, he retreated from the hope of summoning the Holy Land as the Second Holy Land.
He didn't dare to step onto this dueling ground.
He didn't dare face such a death duel.
So he spoke out and chose to surrender.
When he said he surrendered, there was a brief silence outside the stadium, followed by thundering curses.
Compared to the previous scolding of foreign card masters, the insults received by the Summoning Holy Son were obviously more severe. He has been labeled a series of labels such as a coward and a traitor.
Countless spectators who had nowhere to vent their despair cursed.
Even on the opposite side of the field, in the spectator seats of the foreign card masters, an old man shook his head and said in a boring voice:
"Their minds are too fragile."
"He was actually defeated by a mere death."
When his voice fell, a hint of surprise suddenly appeared in his originally uninterested eyes.
"Huh?"
The old man made a sound of surprise.
In the player's seat on the opposite side, when the card master said that he would give up, the last card master suddenly stood up and stepped onto the duel field very decisively.
It was also very unexpected to summon the Holy Son with his head lowered.
The moment he stopped, Li Yan's figure was very decisive. He took a step forward, passed him, and climbed onto the central duel field.
Summoning the Holy Son, there were countless angry voices outside the arena. They raised their heads in surprise and looked up at the sky above the ring.
Li Yan's back was extremely calm and filled with boundless anger.
Different from the previous 9 games, the opponent's card master is the first to enter the duel field.
This time, it was actually one of our own who stepped onto the duel field first!?