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

Watching Nakamura Teru's departing figure, the students of Class 2 exchanged bewildered glances. "Should we still go?"

Someone asked a question, and the others fell silent.

According to Nakamura Teru, they all recalled their past with Yu Ming.

In my memory, he has always been a gentle duelist, no matter who asks him for advice on deck building.

He would sacrifice his own practice time to patiently guide the students.

But as time went on, people went from being grateful to taking it for granted.

If Yu Ming is too busy to help, he will talk badly about him behind his back.

The turning point was Xue Lian Shuang's seemingly casual remark: "You Ming is, after all, the class monitor. Most of our class's dimensional duel resources have been given to him. It's normal that he doesn't come to guide us. Please don't be angry."

"Which bastard came up with this dirty trick, making us deal with You Ming?"

Some people complained in hushed tones, but ultimately could not resist the temptation of 1 points.

They still followed the main force towards the central area.

High in the central area.

You Ming sat atop the massive dimensional mechanical wreckage, one leg swinging gently, toying with the "Ancient Mechanical Gear" card in his hand:

"A siege? Anyone who didn't know better would think it was an invasion by a legion from a dimensional fusion, like fighting a boss in a dungeon."

The high-level AIs around him had already been wiped out one by one by his Ancient Gear deck.

The "ancient mechanical workshop" setting still retains a faint metallic dust.

The feeling of destroying several high-level dimensional monsters in one go brought a smile to his lips.

However, he knew very well that facing dozens of different decks, a direct confrontation would be the worst possible strategy.

Getting caught up in other people's rhythm has never been his style.

He got up and walked over to the several attackers he had captured earlier, and tied them up tightly with hemp rope.

They then covered their mouths with a mixture of mud to prevent them from shouting and revealing their location.

"How dare you illegally imprison a duelist! I'm going to report you to the Professional Arbitration Tribunal!" the bald man roared angrily.

His response was a merciless kick from You Ming.

With a crisp sound, the bald examinee convulsed in pain.

What You Ming hates most is when people make sarcastic remarks while he's giving tactical instructions, especially from someone who repays kindness with enmity.

"Oops, I'm so sorry, I accidentally kicked your duel disk."

You Ming shrugged innocently, watching the other person's eyes widen in fury, yet unable to resist.

He turned and disappeared into the shadows of the dimensional mechanical wreckage.

"Play the game and get a high score!"

"Don't be afraid, everyone!"

"A single spark can start a prairie fire; we'll use sheer numbers to wear him down!"

As the shouts rang out, a dense crowd of people appeared in all directions around the central area.

They each picked up chains, and along the way, they cleaned up the low-level AIs.

Everyone's goal was clear: to attract You Ming's attention and create an opportunity for the subsequent decapitation squad.

In the dense forest on the edge of the battlefield, Fujii Shizuko, Imai Hiroshi, and Kurosaki Ruri hid behind a tree.

Hiroshi Imai lowered his voice and said, "Now that so many people are drawing fire, it's the perfect time for us to launch a decapitation strike. Everyone, let's move!"

"Should we just charge straight in?"

Fujii Shizuko shook her head and pointed to a densely wooded area on one side, "We'll go around from this side."

Ruri Kurosaki nodded, and the three of them disappeared into the jungle.

Meanwhile, the encirclement and suppression army was charging madly toward the central area.

Suddenly, he was bound by five metallic chains—a duel preparation set up in advance by You Ming.

"Alright, the duel begins." You Ming's voice came from behind the mechanical wreckage, with a hint of sly laughter.

Half a minute later, the ground shook violently.

A gigantic mechanical monster covered in chaotic patterns burst forth from the ground—it was the "Ancient Mechanical Chaos Giant"!

It swung its giant fist, which contained dimensional energy, and five beams of chaotic light shot out simultaneously.

The monsters of the five examinees, who were bound by chains, were instantly destroyed, and the Duel Disk emitted a piercing alarm.

Their health points were immediately reset to zero, forcing them to withdraw from the duel.

Before the encirclement army could react, You Ming immediately manipulated the Chaos Giant to hide in the shadows.

This is his core tactic for dealing with group battles—using the high attack of the Ancient Mech deck to hit and run, eliminating enemies one by one.

He couldn't possibly fight everyone at once, but when it came to swiftly eliminating opponents, few could match him.

Meanwhile, in the decapitation trio...

Hiroshi Imai walked in front, with Shizuko Fujii and Ruri Kurosaki following closely behind, completely unaware of the impending danger.

"I feel like something's not right."

Fujii Shizuko suddenly stopped, and a faint warning light emanated from the Duel Disk.

"It seems we've fallen into a trap."

"Don't worry."

Hiroshi Imai patted his chest, "Even if there's an ambush, I can hold them off for a while."

Crunch!

Suddenly, Hiroshi Imai stepped on a loose branch on the ground, and his foot slipped into the air.

He initially thought it was a trap, but the soft, sticky texture surprised him.

Looking down, he saw that his feet were deeply embedded in a huge pile of feces.

A pungent stench instantly filled the air.

"Damn scum..."

He took a deep breath, forcing himself to remain composed despite the discomfort, and said, "These little traps are nothing to worry about. Let's move on."

The two people behind them didn't speak, but they subconsciously kept their distance.

It wasn't that I disliked it, but the smell was just too pungent.

As he was walking, Hiroshi Imai accidentally bumped into a clump of bushes.

The vines on the bushes snapped instantly.

The next moment, a "rain of excrement" suddenly fell from the branches above his head, soaking him to the bone.

"Agh! Who the hell is so disgusting?!" Imai Hiroshi could no longer maintain his composure and roared, "I curse your ancestors for eighteen generations!"

The remaining two members of the decapitation team exchanged a glance, both looking utterly helpless.

Why did this guy suddenly lose control of his emotions?

"Keep going! Don't let me catch that bastard who did this, I'll tear him to pieces!"

Imai Hiroshi stormed off, and the two could only follow silently.

Passing through this chaotic dense forest, a figure was huddled in the grass ahead.

He turned his back to them, seemingly trying to avoid being surrounded.

"He's hiding there, it must be You Ming!"

A glint of shrewdness flashed in Jing Hao's eyes. "Hmph, no wonder he set up such a despicable trap. Turns out he's just a coward. It was all so easy for him!"

Fujii Shizuko whistled a few times.

This was a pre-arranged code between them and other high-level candidates, allowing them to launch the first attack.

After the whistle was blown, the others immediately came to help.

She immediately deployed the Duel Disk and prepared the "Forced Duel Chain": "With the three of us, plus backup, we're guaranteed to win this duel!"

As for the 1 points and the Dimensional Elite qualification, let's fight for them based on our own abilities!

Hiroshi Imai nodded, ready to get started.

Ruri Kurosaki suddenly retreated silently—she had intended to shield Yu Ming from an opponent at a crucial moment.

But when he saw that figure from behind, the thought vanished instantly.

That figure wasn't as tall and imposing as You Ming's, and more importantly, her heart felt no resonance in the face of that figure.