Yu-Gi-Oh!: Holding Ruri Kurosaki, I'm invincible!

After eating in the professional cafeteria, You Ming and professional player Tanaka Hiroshi went to wash the dishes together.

"Hey, Hong, your food is pretty good."

You Ming let out a burp. "I like this four dishes and a soup with meat."

Tanaka Hiroshi smiled and said, "Professional players have a lot of work to do, so their meals definitely need to be better."

However, lately, the Duel Tower has been acting strangely; there are fewer and fewer enemies from other dimensions, and we don't have much work to do.

As he spoke, he pointed to his slightly protruding beer belly: "Look, my belly has gotten a little bigger."

You Ming: "Really? That's great!"

"What's so good about it!"

He sighed, "Without enemies, our salaries have decreased, and we're short of money lately. I don't know why these enemies from the merged dimensions are so useless!"

Yu Ming asked, "What can I say?"

Are you suggesting that I wiped out these enemies completely?

"Well, it's a good thing the enemy is weak."

Tanaka Hiroshi changed the subject: "Judging from your previous dueling skills, you must have been pretty good, right?"

You Ming nodded: "It's alright. I took down a regular AI in four minutes a while ago. Four minutes is enough."

A look of surprise flashed across Tanaka Hiroshi's eyes.

At You Ming's age, this level of strength can no longer be considered genius; it can only be described as monstrous.

If we can continue to work steadily for another six months, we might be able to develop even stronger Xyz Monsters.

Yes, this is indeed the essence of college tests.

Duelists not only need to be able to control various monsters, but also need to be able to create various monsters; in layman's terms, they need to print cards.

The strength of an incantation is related to the test background and experience of the duelist.

This is why many people use preliminary test results as the basis for judgment.

"Brother Hong, I'm not going to wander around with you anymore. I'm going back to get some sleep."

After finishing his meal, You Ming yawned, feeling a bit sleepy.

What is the training principle of the Turtle Hermit School?

好好吃饭

sleep tight

Study hard

Exercise regularly

Have fun!

You Ming was very happy to follow this principle and left with a smile.

As he walked to the dormitory, he saw a figure squatting with his back to him, acting suspiciously and looking at something.

You Ming tiptoed over and heard the figure muttering, "Wipe off the dust, it shouldn't be noticeable..."

You Ming glanced at him and recognized him as Ye Lingxuan, whom he had previously beaten up.

"What are you wiping?"

Ye Lingxuan turned around stiffly and saw You Ming standing behind him.

This turn of his head also allowed You Ming to see what he was hiding—a backpack just like his own, and dusty cans scattered all over the ground.

"Someone has the same bag as me, they have good taste."

You Ming continued looking behind him, picked up the tin box, and the small character "Ming" on it made his smile gradually fade. "You lost this?"

You Ming asked softly, without making a move, but he exuded a murderous aura.

Ye Lingxuan quickly stood up and pointed inside: "Brother, your seat has been taken."

You Ming nodded, picked up his dusty bag, and went inside.

Ye Lingxuan watched You Ming's retreating figure, swallowed hard, and silently prayed for Hei Ze Fa Kui in his heart: "It's over. I'll offer incense to you next year."

Inside the makeshift house, Kurosawa Haku was resting when the light was suddenly blocked.

He looked over and saw You Ming carrying a dusty bag. He casually said, "Sorry, I want to sleep in this spot. Could you please find another place to sleep?"

My name is Kurosawa Fukui. If you ever need anything...

"Get up." He was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

Seeing this, Kurosawa frowned, put his legs down and sat up: "What's wrong with you?"

I already said I'd let you sleep in a different spot, consider it a favor I owe you. I'll look after you for this professional exam.

"A favor? Protecting me?"

With his bag in hand, You Ming sighed, "I didn't want to take action right after lunch, but reality tells us!"

The difference between a normal person and an idiot lies in whether or not they know how to spell "courting death"!

Kurosawa was still a little confused; what was this man saying?

Suddenly, I felt my hands were several pounds heavier, as if the Duel Disk in my hand was being jammed by an electric device.

Ye Lingxuan, standing outside the door, found the scene strangely familiar and silently retreated.

The next second, a figure was blasted out of the door and crashed heavily to the ground.

At the same time, a powerful electric current struck the man, charring him black.

Kurosawa lay on the ground, gazing blankly at the azure sky: "Who am I? Where am I?"

Realizing what was happening, he jumped up instantly, glaring angrily at You Ming who had come out: "You're asking for it, aren't you? You really think I'm easy to bully?"

"What else?" A detached voice rang in my ears.

Suddenly a bolt of lightning struck, leaving him utterly exhausted.

"What's going on?"

"Hmph, a prank by the goddess of time," You Ming said with a smile. "I don't care whether you want to start or not, the duel has already begun."

After the lightning struck him, he collapsed to the ground.

"Take a deep breath, you might feel a little dizzy."

You Ming's pupils contracted as he quietly looked at him. "Since you're not continuing your turn, I'll take that as you skipping it."

My turn, draw a card. Summon Surf Retrieval Officer! Attack directly!

Kurosawa Haku's pupils contracted, a strong sense of crisis enveloping him.

If that blow lands, he really will die!

"Stop!" Tanaka Hiroshi shouted, having appeared out of nowhere.

Just as he was about to announce the direct attack, You Ming abruptly stopped.

Kurosawa Haku was cold and breathing rapidly, like a drowning person being pulled ashore.

Just a moment ago, the threat of death enveloped him completely.

With that kind of aura, he really wanted to kill me!

You Ming looked at Tanaka Hiroshi, who was jogging over: "Hey, Hiroshi, what's going on?"

Tanaka Hiroshi asked, but You Ming remained silent, simply watching Ye Lingxuan quietly.

The latter muttered, "Kurosawa Fukui threw his backpack on the ground, and the food inside spilled out."

Tanaka Hiroshi had a bit of a headache; You Ming had mentioned it to him during dinner.

His uncle had spent the whole morning preparing it, and it was wasted without even being eaten. Anyone would be angry in that situation.

"Apologize to You Ming." He looked at Kurosawa.

"I'm so sorry..." Kurosawa Haku, still shaken, apologized with tears and snot streaming down his face.

Ye Lingxuan was so excited he was practically trembling; he was all too familiar with that look in his eyes.

Serves you right for being so arrogant and ignoring me! Now you've met your match!

The key point is that his performance was even worse than mine.

I at least tried to do it myself, and this thing couldn't even put up a fight!

As expected, I'm still a super elite.

"roll."

You Ming was a little angry; he should have eaten something on the way.

Now that it's all spilled, even if we wipe most of it up, we definitely can't eat it.

Without uttering a single unnecessary word, Kurosawa simply packed his belongings and ran away from the house, disappearing without a trace. He's going to have a traumatic experience from now on.

Tanaka Hiroshi said, "We just received a notice that private fighting is prohibited within the Professional Tower. Anyone found doing so will be disqualified from taking the exam."

If there's a conflict, settle it in the ring. Don't deliberately use excessive force; be careful.

He was growing to admire You Ming more and more; he was decisive and efficient in his actions.

It's rare to see someone this age with such a personality.