I'm in Yu-Gi-Oh!, but I'm also in Machine Ascension.

Although still somewhat skeptical, Youfeng slowly nodded.

Given the current situation, he had no choice but to trust this little guy. Otherwise, his D-Wheel, which he could have kept as a souvenir, would become utterly worthless. If Crab Brother knew that he had painstakingly scavenged and assembled this D-Wheel, only to have it turned into a pile of scrap metal by Youfeng, he would probably teach Youfeng the true essence of the "Crab Rising Fist" technique.

...

"Crunch, crunch -"

Amidst a series of powerful metallic clanging sounds, Youfeng helplessly followed the nimble movements of the [Electronic Dragon], constantly shifting his body as if he were repairing a "motorcycle."

—Until the little guy in front of him, just like the one described in the card "Power Welding," pulled out tools from somewhere and started electric welding.

In that instant, You Feng also stood up abruptly, saying, "Damn...you're putting me in a difficult position, old friend..."

Fortunately, in that instant, the powerful [Sebadorgon] also perfectly completed the repair work on the "D-Wheel," showing a smug expression to Youfeng as if "taking credit," and raising its silver-white metal head to signal its master to pay attention to the D-Wheel that had been re-optimized and modified.

"I only asked you to repair it, you didn't need to completely modify it, did you? But it's good, having a D-wheel that's different from Crab Bro's is not bad, preferably like Jack's..."

But the moment Youfeng's expectant gaze returned to the futuristic, technologically advanced, special dueling-style D-Wheel before him, his face instantly darkened:

“I understand the logic…and I know you, [Sebatorg], have many brilliant ideas…but—”

Youfeng changed the subject:

"I just left a motorcycle here, right? An Electric Dragon..."

Faced with Youfeng's somewhat stiff tone, the [Cyber ​​Dragon] card sprite instantly nodded its silver-white metal head.

"But why has it turned into a wheelchair now?!"

"No matter how many times I see this thing, it's definitely a wheelchair, right?! What are you thinking, making me race a car in a wheelchair?!"

Soon, amidst Youfeng's angry voice, he even imagined what would happen if some blue-haired boy, Hell Caesar Liang, saw this thing—

Plaintiff: Caesar Liang. Defendant: You Feng. Witness: [Sebadoragon].

...

"Heh... I shouldn't have trusted you at all, little guy..."

Soon, just as Youfeng was looking exasperated, the [Electronic Dragon] card sprite, which he had personally modified, seemed very dissatisfied with its master's reaction. It angrily let out an electronic dragon roar and solemnly gestured for Youfeng to sit on it and try it out.

"Alright then... considering you've worked so hard for so long..."

After shaking his head helplessly, Youfeng finally decided to cooperate with the little guy and sat on the "two-wheeled wheelchair" with a distorted expression on his face.

"hateful..."

Just as Youfeng let out a sigh that sounded like a complaint, the [Electronic Dragon] card spirit in front of him immediately emitted bursts of electricity from its metallic body.

Finally, the entire figure expanded massively and entered the "wheelchair" where You Feng was currently sitting steadily.

"Crunch, crunch -"

With a clanging metallic sound, the cool metal dragon head of [Sebadorgon] immediately appeared in front of the "wheelchair," transforming into the soul-like front of this "D-Wheel".

The metal body, resembling scales, quickly extended backward, and the two wheels instantly changed position with a "click".

After a transformation reminiscent of "Transformers," it finally appears as a cool, silver-white "Electronic Dragon" motorcycle.

"Boom~"

After a powerful engine roar, Youfeng instantly felt a surge of passionate emotion.

On the motorcycle's dashboard, an electronic message instantly lit up: "I also upgraded your power system, you're welcome..."

...

"Wow, that's so handsome! Old friend, it seems I completely misunderstood you!"

Soon after letting out an unprecedented gasp of amazement, Youfeng gripped the motorcycle handlebars tightly and twisted the throttle with great delight:

"This is absolutely the coolest motorcycle I've ever seen in my life."

Soon, after accelerating to a near-takeoff speed and cornering, Youfeng was quite satisfied as he rode the "Sebadorgon" wheelchair—no, the D-wheel...—onto the finals venue.

At this moment, the [Electronic Dragon] immediately withdrew its light and disengaged from the "D-Wheel". Its bright silver body rapidly contracted and changed, eventually returning to the state of a "two-wheeled wheelchair".

...

At that very moment, Jonouchi and his group, whose bellies were already round from eating, also encountered Yuuka, who had just finished a high-speed chase:

"Ha, Youfeng, what were you doing just now? You seem really excited."

"Of course they went for a race, they made some improvements to the new engine..."

"Huh?! Wait... racing?! You used this wheelchair to race cars?!"

"..."

Soon, a scene flashed through the mind of "Yellow-haired boy" Katsuya Jonouchi: a handsome young man in a denim jacket riding a wheelchair at high speed on the highway.

...

Kaiser Ryo: Forget it, I'd rather be the plaintiff...

43. [Future Fusion]: Against Seto Kaiba, I choose the Young deck!

Although Jonouchi looked skeptical, Mai and the others, who were more receptive, eventually accepted Yuuka's explanation.

"They actually managed to develop such an advanced motorcycle system? Yufeng... um..."

After letting out a gasp of surprise, Kongque Wu looked at Youfeng with excitement:

"...Youfeng, could you also help me modify my sports car? It doesn't need to be that flashy...just improving the engine performance would be fine!"

Soon, faced with the "excited" voice of Peacock Dance as if she had discovered a treasure, You Feng's expression instantly froze:

"Ah this..."

At that instant, the "culprit" of all this immediately blinked its bright yellow eyes twice with an innocent expression, and then turned its small body into the Wind's card box, returning to reside in the [Cyber ​​Dragon] monster card.

After witnessing [Sebatorgagon] run away on the spot, Youfeng could only shake his head awkwardly:

"Mai, if you switch to a Mech-type deck now, it might still be in time..."

"But remember to choose a reliable one..."

"..."

Because of the unique existence of the spirit behind him, only Youfeng himself, as the master, could see it. So when faced with Youfeng's slightly "resentful" complaints, the others blinked in confusion.

...

Soon, as night fell, everyone arrived at the empty open-air stadium at the time that Seto Kaiba had previously informed them of.

And right in the center of the stadium, there indeed stood the enormous airship that everyone had seen before, which resembled the "Kirov".

The staff of Haima Group, dressed in black suits, were also checking each person's ID chip.

"Goodness, wearing sunglasses in the middle of the night... No wonder he's a member of the Haima Group... He really knows how to put on airs..."

Soon, amidst the slightly disdainful comments of "yellow-haired boy" Jōnouchi Katsuya, a white-haired boy wearing a Duel Disk slowly walked towards the group from a distance. His left arm was also wrapped in thick white bandages.

"Ah, Bakura! Is your body alright?"

Amidst the worried expressions on everyone's faces, Jonouchi Katsuya quickly clenched his fists and looked towards the gloomy young man standing not far away, coldly watching everyone. He had white hair like Bakura, but his skin was a completely different dark color, with a distinct Egyptian style—Malik.

"Hmph, we've all been completely fooled by that bastard. The person who attacked you was probably instigated by that Malik—but don't worry, I'll personally teach him a lesson in the official match, using monsters in a card duel!"

As the fists swung wildly within the castle, Seto Kaiba, standing to the side, also cast a cold glance at "Malik," who had now become the target of everyone's ire:

"Although we could disqualify you directly on behalf of the organizers, I choose to use the God Card to defeat your God Card!"

Soon, accompanied by the angry sounds of several people clenching their fists, the few who had officially qualified for the competition boarded the airship one after another, which was very conspicuous under the surrounding searchlights.

Meanwhile, Yugi Muto, the last one left with the "starfish head" hairstyle, blinked his purplish-red eyes with a slight hesitation, his brows furrowing slightly.

"Yuuka... I don't know if it's just my imagination... but I always feel that although Bakura maintains his original demeanor on the surface, there's always a faint hint of melancholy about him..."

After slightly opening his mouth, Yugi Muto, though still looking puzzled, didn't notice anything further. He could only nod slowly, shake his head slightly, and continue boarding the airship.

"..."

Soon, after a brief silence, Yu Feng watched as the group boarded the airship one after another, but he did not choose to reveal more information about Bakura at this time.

Instead, he nodded slightly:

"If even Little Bakura can sense this atmosphere, perhaps... the King has already approached the Dark Bakura who's controlling Bakura's personality..."

"but--"

After glancing at the time, Youfeng slightly shifted his gaze to the areas not illuminated by the searchlights in the dueling arena.

"...That person should be here by now, the eighth duelist..."

...

Soon, in the direction of Youfeng's deep gaze, a woman dressed in ancient Egyptian attire, entirely in earthen yellow, and adorned with varying degrees of gold ornaments, appeared, in a way that resonated with Malik's style to a high degree.

Amidst the gusts of wind in the night, the female duelist was completely shrouded in a huge headscarf, obscuring her face.

Only a pair of sapphire-blue eyes, alert yet seemingly carrying a hint of sadness.

"...So it really was you? That unknown ray of light I saw in the bright darkness... Yufeng..."

Seeing You Feng leaning alone against the airship's entrance, the woman sighed softly, as if she had expected it.

"However... because of your involvement, our future will become even more exciting..."

However, within that brief, calm tone, the woman's voice suddenly shifted slightly, as if revealing a stubborn insistence:

"...However, in my future, before defeating Seto Kaiba, I will first defeat you, even though you are very strong...but..."

"Humans cannot conquer fate..."

As the woman spoke with unwavering conviction, the ancient jewelry she wore momentarily shone with a faint light, but the next second...

The woman was also surprised to find that the "Demon Hand" glove worn on the arm of the handsome young man in front of her also emitted a black mist, as if it was gathering its own power to resist it.

"Well?!"

After letting out an incredulous gasp, the woman, in her panic, lost her footing and fell to the ground, revealing a patch of skin as dark as Malik's.