[Kuroda, LP 0]
One-turn kill!
The entire audience was stunned, with no one reacting or cheering for a long while.
Even though Kuroda had the penalty from President Tosawa Mukuro and everyone believed he was destined to lose, this was... too exaggerated, wasn't it!?
Honestly, summoning a monster with 1800 attack points in the first turn, plus having a powerful trap like "Universal Mine - Claymore", which can blow up opponent monsters, was about as good as anyone could do.
But even such a start was casually broken by Youyu, which was mind-blowing to duelists whose understanding of duels was still stuck in the "you hit, I hit" era.
Kuroda, with his life points reduced to zero, was also dumbfounded, sitting there in disbelief, looking at the young man in front of him... and at those two powerful heroes that hadn't disappeared from the battlefield yet.
"So... so strong..." Kuroda muttered to himself, "I wasn't a match at all..."
Even Youyu's spirit, the Dark Magician Girl, appeared, clapping with her transparent little hands: "Wow! Master, you're amazing!"
The spirit girl's eyes sparkled with admiration for her handsome master, bowing in absolute awe.
Youyu gently coughed.
Low profile, low profile.
It was just a lucky first hand, no big deal.
He didn't think he was that incredible, either. After all, he used up all six cards in his hand to make this move, and if the opponent had defended, or his field was cleared, it would have been tough afterward.
But of course, that's just his card-playing habit from a previous life. Youyu knew that in this era, you can't play completely by the experiences of the past.
The Yu-Gi-Oh card pool environment of the early days was very different from later; the card decks now didn't have the powerful unfold abilities or excellent sustainability of later times.
Whether it was Tribute Summon or Fusion Summon, it naturally involved card disadvantage. It was a rule in the Yu-Gi-Oh environment of this era—you had to use two or three cards to exchange for a high-attack high-level monster.
Decks where the hand increased while playing, and powerful monsters kept appearing, simply didn't exist in this era.
And then there was a rather big issue...
Youyu helplessly pulled out the Magic Card "Quickstrike" from his Duel Disc, feeling a headache.
If it weren't for President Kaiba's weird little rule that "Monsters summoned by Fusion cannot attack on the turn they are Fusion Summoned", who the heck would carry such an annoying card...
Youyu figured running straight into the Kaiba Company headquarters to demand a rule change definitely wouldn't work. Probably not many games have players who are unhappy with the rules, running to the headquarters to complain to the chairman and having their opinions immediately accepted.
However, if the target was Kaiba Seto, there might be hope.
Because everyone knows President Kaiba is a true card-playing maniac. Want him to listen to you? Actually, it's quite simple—just beat him in a card game.
Or if you can't beat him, at least leave a deep impression during the duel.
So the current question is, how to find an opportunity to duel with the president...
But that can wait.
At this moment, as the loser of the Darkness Game—though it was merely an entertainment-focused one—Mr. Kuroda had to accept the game's penalty he set...
...to do a strip dance on stage.
The penalties of the Darkness Game are compulsory, unless possessing an overwhelmingly powerful darkness that surpasses the opponent, no one can default on them.
At this point, the bunch of guys in the audience had come to their senses and started heckling loudly, some with faces flushed with excitement, though it's hard to imagine what's so thrilling about watching a muscular colleague dance enthusiastically.
The Dark Magician Girl blushed and exclaimed "Ah!", then turned into a light and disappeared back into Youyu's deck.
Hmm... such a scene might indeed be too stimulating for a girl.
Even Youyu couldn't help but cover his eyes, thinking his mind might get polluted...
...A minute later, the eye-burning "penalty game" finally ended.
Mr. Kuroda, covered in sweat, hugged his clothes and left the stage with an ugly expression amid the extremely unbrotherly heckling from his colleagues.
"Alright, as promised, I need to defeat two more people, right?" Youyu stood on the stage and smiled, "Which one of you seniors will enlighten me next?"
The crowd, which had been noisy just now, suddenly fell silent.
He glanced around, and the burly men all avoided his gaze, no one making a sound.
The scene resembled those online personalities who kept saying "I can certainly do it" but chickened out when it was time to step up.
A few seconds later, a steady and deep voice rang out: "I'll come."
Everyone followed the sound and was surprised to see President Tosawa Mukuro himself, already walking through the crowd and stepping onto the stage.
The president himself is coming?
This was rare. Since the founding of the club, no newcomer had ever been reviewed by the president himself.
Though President Tosawa Mukuro wasn't known for his looks and had extremely poor gambling luck, there was no one who dared question his card playing skills. Whether in terms of the dark powers he possessed or his level of dueling, President Mukuro was undisputedly the club's number one.
Because the president rarely teamed up for actions or accepted commissions alone, very few members of the same club even got a chance to see him duel someone.
The spectators were starting to get excited.
Looks like there's going to be a good show today.
Youyu looked at the short president, who had equipped his Duel Disc and stepped onto the stage, and smiled gently: "The president himself wants to play? I'm truly honored."
"It's been a while since I exercised my muscles, so I'm here to practice," Tosawa Mukuro chuckled, "Besides, if this old geezer doesn't step up, no one in this room might be able to handle you."
"You flatter me, president."
As they spoke, the two had already shuffled each other's decks and inserted them back into their respective Duel Discs.
Then they turned around, walked back to their designated positions on stage, and activated their Duel Discs.
"Duel!" x2
[Youyu, LP 4000]
[Tosawa Mukuro, LP 4000]
"I'll let you go first, kid," President Tosawa Mukuro said, crossing his arms.
Youyu smiled, "Are you sure?"
"Of course," Tosawa Mukuro waved his large hand, showing an air of a master with "I'll let you have three moves."
Someone in the audience whispered, "Is the president afraid of getting one-turn killed like just now..."
Tosawa Mukuro's cold gaze swept over. The person who spoke felt a chill and quickly shut up.
"Then I'll go first, draw!"
Youyu glanced at his hand.
Hmm... It's unrealistic to expect a lucky start every time.
But if it's the first turn, there's no rush to attack anyway.
"Summon 'Elemental Hero Wildman', attack position!"
[Elemental Hero Wildman, Attack Power 1500]
"Set a card, ending my turn."
"My turn! I'll summon... 'Archfiend Cavalry'!"
The demon in red armor appeared on the battlefield, on a dark steed seemingly from the Netherworld. He had a white skull-like face, crimson eyes, a spiral spear in hand, and his steed neighed loudly.
[Archfiend Cavalry, Attack Power 1900]
"Witness the suppression of the Demon Deck, I'm taking control of this duel!" Tosawa Mukuro shouted, "Archfiend Cavalry, attack!"
The archfiend tugged the reins, and the steed neighed to the sky. It charged fiercely at the Barbarian standing on Youyu's field, spear aimed forward, hooves rhythmically pounding the floor.
Youyu stood still, elegantly snapped his fingers.
"Trap Card - Wall of Disruption. When the opponent attacks, it can be activated, reducing the opponent's monster's attack power by the number of monsters on the opponent's field x800."
A transparent wave emanated from the trap card, stifling the charge of the Cavalry, its spiral spear seemingly unsteady, the horse's hooves becoming slightly erratic.
[Archfiend Cavalry, Attack Power 1900 → Attack Power 1100]
"Wildman!" Youyu commanded, "Return the demon's attack!"
The rugged Elemental Hero responded with a "Hah!" and leapt forward. With precise dynamic vision and superb technique, he side-stepped the demon's thrust and delivered a counterstrike.
Blade met spiral spear, throwing sparks with grinding metal friction. The blade flashed, the demon's head spun into the air, and its body shattered into pieces with a 'bang'.
[Tosawa Mukuro, LP 4000 → LP 3600]
"Tsk," President Mukuro gritted his teeth, "Then I'll set a card, ending my turn."