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

Looking at You Ming's outstretched hand, the professional guardian felt like crying but had no tears left.

What kind of dueling prodigy would ask professional players for security fees right after finishing their exams?

"I have no money."

He said with a dark face, "The exam is over. Release all the prisoners."

Just then, a black luxury car drove up.

The car door opened, and Suzuki Ao, dressed in a custom-made suit, was the first to get out.

Behind him followed Hitsugaya Natsushiro, Kurosaki Karin, the head of the proctoring team, and the admissions mentors from the three major professional alliances.

Seeing this, You Ming sighed with feigned regret.

Knowing that extortion was hopeless, he waved to Zhuge Mingren behind him, signaling to release the prisoners.

The regimental commander quickly stepped forward, grasped You Ming's hand, and spoke with pity:

"Child, you have suffered. I am Fujiwara Takumi, the leader of the proctoring team. Endo Teru, who previously changed the rules without authorization, has been disqualified from the duel."

We will deal with him severely and give you a proper explanation.

You Ming immediately put on a deeply moved expression: "Uncle Fujiwara, that's enough! Please don't feel guilty, and don't even think about making it up to me."

I have plenty of rare magic cards and points resources, and even if I didn't have them, I would never hold a grudge against you.

I'm just an orphan with no parents; I don't deserve your troubles."

Takumi Fujiwara's words of concern caught in his throat as he looked at the boy with his head down and tears streaming down his face, filled with guilt.

It seems this child doesn't want others to see their vulnerability.

Hitsugaya Natsushiro and Kurosaki Karin's expressions also darkened. In the Hyperion, the sons of meritorious service should be revered.

Bullying the descendants of meritorious figures is tantamount to provoking the entire Hyperion dimension.

If someone bullies an ordinary teenager on the street, passersby might only call the police.

But what if the children of meritorious officials are humiliated?

Get out of my way, you police officer!

Suzuki Ao said calmly, "As the person in charge of proctoring professional exams, why would Commander Fujiwara lack your resources?"

"1000 million points are ready and will be given to you after the exam."

Takumi Fujiwara suddenly turned his head: "When did I say that? The compensation hasn't been settled yet..."

Before he could finish speaking, You Ming suddenly shook his arm, his eyes red and brimming with tears:

"Uncle Fujiwara, you're such a kind person! My parents passed away early, but I've known since I was little that the three major professional leagues are my second home!"

Seeing the boy's tearful face, Takumi Fujiwara sighed and said softly, "That's right, this is your home."

You Ming quietly tossed the chili pepper he had hidden in his palm behind him—this thing was too spicy to look at!

Next time, I'll try a different method to evoke tears.

Garlic or ginger?

The released students saw this scene clearly, but not one of them dared to utter a sound.

Recalling the oppressive aura emanating from the "ancient mechanical chaos giant," they all lowered their heads and pretended to be mute.

Even the students of Plum Blossom Academy completely suppressed their hostility—provoking such a powerful deck was simply courting death.

"Alright, let's head back to base."

Looking at Yu Ming, who was still "crying," Fujiwara Takumi felt even more heartbroken.

Although he's a bit straightforward, he's a really honest and good kid.

One after another, transport vehicles arrived and safely transported all the students out of the room.

At this moment, everyone's counting rings suddenly vibrated, and a line of text popped up.

"Data collection and transmission is in progress. Professional exam results are being compiled and released. You can check them yourself via the Duel Disk."

Inside the waiting room, recruitment instructors from various professional leagues and dueling clubs stood up and took out their devices to check their students' scores.

In the corner, a fat figure shakily pulled out his phone.

Instead of searching for students from his own school, he typed two words into the search box: You Ming.

The Duel Tower doors opened, and after You Ming and his group walked out, they first went to the service hall to retrieve the cell phones they had handed in.

I first went to the service hall to retrieve the phone I had handed in, and then sent Uncle Zecheng a message saying "Good luck on your exam."

Just after I sent it, a text message popped up: "Congratulations, You Ming, on entering the Duel King Ranking! You've made a name for yourself among the younger generation. We wish you continued success in your martial arts career! Please click the link to check your specific ranking."

Seeing that the text message looked like a scam, You Ming didn't click on it rashly.

Turning to Suzuki Ao, who hadn't yet left, he asked softly, "Do you know about the Duel King Ranking?"

"That thing is a ranking game for kids."

Before Suzuki Ao could speak, Hitsugaya Natsushiro blurted out, "I was on the list of duelists under 20 years old across the entire Hyperdimension!"

Actually, this list isn't very useful; it's just that kids value it.

You Ming thought to himself, "If you're so useless, why did you answer first?"

To make yourself stand out?

Of course, he didn't say it, because he knew Suzuki Ao would definitely add something.

Sure enough, Suzuki Ao said calmly, "You've fallen off the list again."

Hitsugaya Natsushiro, who had just been looking disdainful, suddenly became agitated: "What do you mean 'again'? I just didn't want to stand out; this is called biding my time!"

"You climb up and fall down every year, claiming to the outside world that you don't care about fame and fortune."

Suzuki Ao remained calm and composed, saying, "In the past six months, you've gone up twice and fallen down twice."

Every time, he challenges an opponent who has just finished a fight, only to be killed instead.

Hitsugaya Natsushiro blushed crimson: "I deliberately misled the enemies from the fused dimension! I made them think I was an easy target, and then..."

"Is it fun to always end up crying and admit defeat?"

Kurosaki Charin scoffed, her gentle face instantly turning cold.

If it were anyone else, Natsushiro Hitsugaya would have already lost his temper.

But faced with the usually gentle Karin Kurosaki, he could only reluctantly shut his mouth.

Suzuki Ao then turned to You Ming: "The King of Fighters Ranking is jointly created by Xinyuan and the three major professional alliances."

There are 100 seats available, and there is only one requirement for being on the list—you must be no older than 20.

Your performance has met the criteria for inclusion, but we don't know your ranking yet.

"How did you get on the list?" You Ming pressed.

"There is a dedicated observation team in charge. As long as they show enough potential in major dueling events, they will be included in the list," Suzuki Ao said succinctly.

Hitsugaya Natsushiro quickly interjected, "Yu-chan, do you want to participate in this year's Battle King Tournament? You're guaranteed to be number one in Quanxin Garden this time in the professional exam, making it onto the Battle King Ranking is a sure thing! However, only the top 50 can participate in the Battle King Tournament. You were a little short this year, but you'll definitely be in the top 50 next year!"

"What is the Battle King Tournament?" You Ming looked at Suzuki Ao with a blank expression.

"The Battle King Tournament is a stage for all the geniuses of the Super Dimension to compete for Dragon Transformation resources," Suzuki Ao said softly. "To put it simply, it's an official top-level dueling tournament where the winners can obtain rare cards, limited-edition magic cards, and other valuable resources."

You Ming immediately lost interest—going to such a competition among prodigies would be a foul. They valued friendship first, duel second; if he went up there, it would be like saying, "You all come at me at once, I'll admit defeat if I use my second hand." He took out his terminal, clicked on the text message link, completed the real-name authentication, and the interface suddenly changed, with golden text appearing prominently.

A hint of surprise flashed in Suzuki Ao's eyes as he read out the contents: "Ranked fiftieth on the King of Fighters list, You Ming, deck used: suspected Ancient Gear series."