Traveling to another world, I made a two-dimensional girl into a card

The Magic Book of Destiny comforted Fang Qingyun. There was no one else in the dormitory, so the Magic Book of Destiny could fly in the air with confidence.

[The quality of your cards is enough to kill the opponent. As long as you don't get stuck, it's easy to beat the opponent. Moreover, there are not so many systems in this world. Katelin's idea of ​​putting a race together for bonus is already ahead of the times. The odd-even system does not exist, let alone special decks.]

"It's mainly because I'm nervous." Although Fang Qingyun said he wasn't nervous, he still wanted to give himself a reassurance when facing an unpredictable enemy: "Who knows if this guy will also be a fast attack type, I don't have many low-cost removal cards..."

【Then why did you agree? 】

The Grimoire of Fate was a little confused, but soon it was relieved.

[This is your style... You are the kind of person who gets carried away easily.]

"The main reason is that guy is too..." Fang Qingyun calmed down and thought about it. He wanted to find a reason for his behavior, but found out awkwardly that he couldn't seem to blame Green for anything. Green's words didn't seem to be very hurtful, but he was furious at that time. If he didn't know that he couldn't go up to fight in reality, he suspected that he would have pulled out a gun and shot Green at that time.

[Have you ever found that your mentality is a little...not normal? ]

The Grimoire of Destiny used a more euphemistic way of saying it. After traveling through other worlds, Fang Qingyun now has a kind of arrogance that looks down on the combat power of this world. This arrogance is actually quite fatal.

"... a little bit." Fang Qingyun admitted this. He has been a little manic recently. He suddenly gained powerful strength and could do whatever he wanted without restraint, which caused his dark side to grow a little bit faster. "We still have to save the world. It must be a problem caused by a world like Dona Dona that is not worth saving."

The Book of Destiny did not respond. He knew that Fang Qingyun was just making excuses for himself. He was so angry that he had already realized the problem, but he was just being stubborn.

"That's all." Fang Qingyun stretched lazily. "Recently, I need to adjust my mentality a little, so as not to make a mistake because of my mentality... Can you change the world I want to go to? Let me see their high-end combat power, so that I can be moved and patient."

【Enhance what you cannot do】

The Book of Fate pondered for a long time. Fang Qingyun watched its cover slowly dim and then slowly light up, like a computer going into sleep mode. It considered for a long time and finally turned the pages.

[How is this world? Saving the world, with high-end combat power, three red quality cards, and a bunch of treasure cards. The only downside is that it is a bit difficult.]

"How much is it in this world?" Fang Qingyun raised his eyelids slightly until he heard a price he could not accept.

"This one is a bit too high, let's try another one." He backed down decisively. Even if he invested all his belongings in it, he might not be able to succeed. What's more, the difficulty level was high. If he failed, wouldn't it be so embarrassing?

"I feel like I'm fine now. This price makes me no longer arrogant." Fang Qingyun spoke honestly. He still had no confidence in himself. He just got carried away and said he wanted to save the world. If he really went to save the world, he would probably be killed on the spot with his character. He was not a brave man with powerful abilities. He couldn't save the world so easily. He could just explode when encountering danger.

Other people's explosion is called explosion, but his explosion is called impotent rage.

[Unfortunately, I have already reserved it for you. You are in the second place. The first world is for you to relax, and the second world is for you to treat your mental illness.]

"...You didn't deduct my money, did you..." Fang Qingyun's mentality changed a little. If his money was deducted, he wouldn't know what to do.

[Well... I'll give you a 70,000 yuan combo pack, and give you access to the next two worlds as well. Is it okay to deduct all your money? ]

"Is my money so valuable?" Fang Qingyun was shocked. His total savings were only more than 70,000 yuan. Now he has bought the entrance rights to two worlds and a combination pack worth 70,000 yuan?

[I was worried that you would be angry, so I made some adjustments, but it also came at a price. The package will only be in your hands after you clear the next world.]

The voice of the Fate Magic Book sounded a little aggrieved. It was used to helping others plan before, and this time it accidentally made a mistake and deducted Fang Qingyun's money first. Fang Qingyun could not tolerate others spending money for him, so the Fate Magic Book decided to give Fang Qingyun some compensation, so it worked a little and gave Fang Qingyun some benefits in a special way.

"Forget it... I didn't lose anything anyway." What else could Fang Qingyun do? At least this time the Destiny Codex didn't hide it from him, and also made compensation: "Don't do this next time, I can make the decision myself."

[That package is the Bronya Seele combo pack you've always wanted. As long as you clear the level again, the contents of the combo pack will be sent directly to your package.]

"The next world won't be Honkai Impact 3, right... forget it." Fang Qingyun's face turned pale. The combat power level of Honkai Impact 3 is extremely high. Someone like him is not even qualified to be cannon fodder. If he is unlucky, he will directly turn into a zombie-like thing when Honkai breaks out. If he is lucky, he will just be an ordinary person who does nothing.

[Why do you think so? Doesn't the package say that time travel is not necessary? ]

"Think about it, it's saving the world, it's high-end combat power, and there are three red cards..." Fang Qingyun analyzed the factors one by one: "Saving the world satisfies the requirement, the current civilization hasn't fought the final boss yet, the high-end combat power also meets the requirement, and the three red cards are the three major families, right? Damn it, if you let me enter the world of Honkai Impact 3, I will die on the spot to show you"

[Don't worry, I won't throw you into that kind of world. You should think about what to do tomorrow first.]

Chapter 130: A show of strength... with average effect

The next day, Fang Qingyun arrived at the arena on time. He was a punctual person and would arrive half an hour in advance as long as the time was agreed upon.

A duelist like him did not have a seat of his own like the spectators, so he could only come to the side of the ring, where there was no place to sit, not even a place with a high threshold. This made Fang Qingyun, who cherished the clothes Viola picked for him, have no choice but to stand and wait.

But unfortunately, Green was like some people he met in his previous life. Not to mention arriving early, even arriving on time was probably a luxury. Every time Fang Qingyun had to wait for a while, and those who came early to watch the fun had already occupied the front row seats. Fang Qingyun also saw Catherine. As a junior and the Duke's daughter, naturally no one dared to grab her seat. As soon as she arrived, the people in the front row consciously gave up their seats.

The place where Catherine sat was similar to the position of judges and leaders, and there was a service area next to it where the followers stayed, so she also summoned her skinny butler, just like before.

The judges' seats are not as shabby as the ordinary audience seats, with only bare chairs. The awkward thing about the chairs with backs is the shared armrests, and only one of the adjacent people can put his or her hand on them. This causes people like Fang Qingyun who have a bit of social phobia to fall into the awkwardness of worrying about touching other people's body parts, especially when there is a girl next to them who has no self-awareness at all.

Fang Qingyun saw that the other person was occupying the entire armrest. He didn't want to touch her, so he could only shrink in his seat and play with his phone. The people on both sides of him were often like this, so he could only shrink in the middle of the seat and play with his phone.

Soon, the auditorium was filled up, and the bustling students were noisy like a frog pit. The judges' seat where Catherine sat was also quickly filled. Unfortunately, Fang Qingyun didn't know any of them. Although he was somewhat famous in the entire college, his social circle was relatively small. The ordinary classmates he met were just nodding acquaintances, and the only one he was really familiar with was Catherine.

As time passed, the clock struck two, and Fang Qingyun began to get impatient. He hated people who had no sense of time, but he soon realized that maybe Green was deliberately trying to intimidate him...

But considering the bigwigs on the judging panel, Fang Qingyun felt that this was not worth the loss.

Fang Qingyun, who could only stand, shifted his tired legs. It had been ten minutes. Could it be that Green had forgotten the time? No way. With so many spectators and big guys standing him up, even if Green had his father, the Earl, behind him, it would be difficult for him to continue to stay in this academy.

Another twenty minutes later, at half past two, Fang Qingyun finally saw Green's annoying face. He arrogantly brought a bunch of followers with him, and walked down the stairs between the seats like a pop singer who didn't realize his own status. He also deliberately interacted with the people around him. Although not many people responded, he still had that arrogant look, as if he didn't care at all that he was already half an hour late.

By the time he slowly walked the distance of less than 50 meters, it was already 2:35. This guy walked for five minutes and only walked 50 meters. This attitude made Katerin feel unhappy. Another male judge seemed to see something and said to Katerin with a smile: "The delaying tactic is a good method to influence emotions, although it is not presentable."

After all, this isn't a formal competition like the Olympics, where being late by even a minute is an intolerable foul. But on the one hand, this is just an ordinary game, and on the other hand...

They also didn't think Fang Qingyun could compete with the senior Green. Almost everyone believed that it would be effortless for Green to win. No matter how much Meyer praised Fang Qingyun, it couldn't change the fact that Fang Qingyun was just a freshman.

What does being a freshman mean? It means that his channels for obtaining cards are limited. He cannot go to various secret places for adventures like the seniors who have experienced a year of traveling. He can only rely on luck and adventure to obtain cards.

After all, everyone can enter the Dream Plane, but the probability of the Dream Plane pulling a person into the dream is very low. Moreover, the Dream Plane does not give cards to everyone, but requires a huge adventure to enter.

As a freshman, even if he was pulled into the dream plane, what could he do? The pitiful amount of cards that the guaranteed reward brought was good enough to make up a deck of cards. In addition, Fang Qingyun didn't have any backers, so what good deck could he have? So what was wrong with them standing on the side of the winner in advance?

Maybe if Catherine had lent him the deck, he could have still managed to struggle, but unfortunately, Catherine didn't do that, and the balance of victory had already tilted heavily towards Green.

What's more, freshmen are still laying the basics, and not many of them can figure out the rules of the duel in a year, let alone how many duels they can play. The only duel Fang Qingyun had was in the five-cost "novice field" that the seniors disdained. With such poor combat experience, it is too early for him to challenge the senior students.

Fang Qingyun also noticed what Green was wearing. He was not wearing a school uniform this time, but a gorgeous dress like that of a top student. He was also wearing a bunch of accessories and medals. Fang Qingyun couldn't tell whether they were badges symbolizing honor or treasures that could influence the game during a duel.

He spread his hands around in a showy manner, revealing a card box decorated with five crystals on his waist, which made the card box with three crystals on Fang Qingyun's waist look extremely shabby.

The action of spreading his hands seemed to have turned on a switch. The originally silent duel was suddenly filled with cheers. The shouts, whistles and yells of the surrounding spectators almost blew the roof off. Looking at their fanatical appearance, they seemed to be Green's loyal fans. The few birds that had stayed here because of the silence of the arena in the previous second were startled and flew away. Even the unsuspecting Fang Qingyun was startled by the sudden noise.

Fang Qingyun did not feel inferior, but fell into deep thought. If Green was so popular, why didn't he interact with Green just now? He was puzzled.

"You can't win," Green began to speak harshly. There was no microphone to transmit his words, so he could just start with a round of verbal attacks to dampen Fang Qingyun's arrogance: "A freshman trying to jerk off a senior, are you worthy?"

Fang Qingyun, whose anger had not yet been eliminated by his concentration and calmness, was easily fooled by this. He was angered by the deep contempt and self-righteous arrogance in Green's tone. His idea now was very simple, which was to settle this bill.

You can be crazy for a while, and then I will make you cry.

Green saw that Fang Qingyun's face was full of "I'm going to kill you", he showed no expression on the surface, but he was actually very happy inside. As the saying goes, the first effort will weaken the second and the third will be exhausted, he deliberately left Fang Qingyun alone for half an hour to dampen his morale, and then attacked him with words to make him lose his mind.

What does a freshman with insufficient duel experience, poor deck quality, and a furious state have to worry about? This is not a fight, but a brainstorm. As for the news that Meyer told him before leaving that Fang Qingyun's deck quality was not necessarily inferior, he had long thrown it out of his mind.

Fang Qingyun's rage is different from that of others. He is an honest man. When his anger is 99, he can still smile at others indifferently, but when it reaches 100... Well, I'm sorry, I'm mentally prepared to pay the price after I make you pay, so we're going to play for real next.

Fang Qingyun, who has seen all kinds of tragic deaths and has killed no less than a hundred people directly or indirectly, will calm down more if he is provoked. He will retaliate with the cruelest means. He seems to be prepared with a bad look in his eyes. Anyway, it is probably the ancient routine of beating the younger to get the older... I want to save your face, but if you don't know what's good for you...

Fang Qingyun was ready to turn the table over. He stared into Green's eyes, making Green, who thought he had won, look numb.

That reminded Green of an injured giant eagle he encountered in the Elf Forest before. The sense of crisis that could threaten someone's life at any time made Green restrain his subsequent provocative words for a moment, but soon he became angry and asked, "You, a freshman, dare to glare at me?"

"How dare you! I am the eldest son of the Earl! You are just an inferior person." Green's angry action made him attack Fang Qingyun's background without thinking. His behavior made Fang Qingyun, who was just furious, almost laugh out loud. I didn't touch you, but I looked at you twice. Why did you break down? It's okay if you push yourself too hard.

Just as the two were arguing with each other, the blue topaz table began to show its power. A huge barrier covered the two people in the middle, and then the barrier began to become translucent. Looking from the inside to the outside, you couldn't even see the figures. The surrounding noise was also filtered out, and all you could hear was cheers.

No matter which side deals high damage or plays a powerful minion, it will trigger this automatic cheering and applause. It is impossible to get information from the sound. The cards of both sides are one-way visible. You can only see simple information such as how many cards the other side has in their hand and how many cards are left in the deck, but it is impossible to know what cards the other side has.

The last time I played against Goblin, there was no such scene. Maybe it was to prevent cheating? This can effectively prevent off-field assistance. After all, people outside the field can see the cards of both sides. As long as the outsiders want, they can turn the whole situation upside down with just one word.

After all, the duel was open to the audience, and with the support of off-field intelligence, as long as the duelist was not too weak, they could respond to a certain extent. Now this automatic cheering would naturally eliminate any possible cheating.

Soon, this time the referee elf floated out from the blue crystal table. He was wearing a hat and had two mustaches on his lips. He looked very energetic.

"Do you two want to have a duel?" The old elf adjusted his glasses, which almost took up half of his face, and asked the two parties in confrontation.

"If that guy doesn't cheat, yes." Fang Qingyun's sharp tongue came into play and he hit Green's sore spot. After hearing this heart-wrenching remark, the people outside the court had various reactions.

The pro-Qingyun faction represented by Katerin chuckled. They understood that this was a criticism of Meyer's poor upbringing and his history of cheating. Maybe Green would do the same.

The second son of the Marquis, who was sitting next to Katerina, was a typical victory-seeker who supported Green. He was an ambitious senior student who only looked up to the winners, and had no interest in even looking at Fang Qingyun, who was almost certain to lose.

He picked up his glass in style and let the elegantly dressed attendant beside him refill it. The clear lavender wine swayed in his glass. He stared at the glass and said with interest: "The freshmen nowadays are all good at talking... I just wonder if they will piss their pants when they put their hands to the test."

The teasing tone made Catherine next to her very unhappy. Although she wanted to protect Fang Qingyun's reputation, as a duke's daughter, it was not appropriate for her to take sides openly. Now that Fang Qingyun was not around, she resisted the urge to say anything.

She took a deep breath and adjusted her mood. She always felt that she would easily lose her mind when it came to Fang Qingyun's problems recently. She asked herself in her heart: "Katelin, what are you thinking?"

Unfortunately, she herself didn't know the answer to this question.

Chapter 131: Opening Arms Display

"I want to fight him with honor and get back the humiliation I have suffered." Green was very respectful when he arrived in front of the old elf, as if he was a brother with a sense of justice and responsibility. This two-faced style made Fang Qingyun feel sick. Wasn't he just a low-class hooligan? Why did he start to act like a good guy in front of the referee?

The reason why Green did this was very simple. He was just pretending. People always believed in their first judgment and first impression. As long as he left a good impression on the referee and set up the game step by step, he believed that a simple-minded guy like Fang Qingyun would always push the referee to his side.

The referee did not believe Green's one-sided statement. He had seen too many people who said one thing and meant another. He saw through Green's dirty thoughts at a glance and announced calmly, "So do the two duelists have any objections to the honor duel?"

Fang Qingyun waved his hand and said, "No." It is necessary to show respect to elders. Don't forget your traditional virtues and family education because of a clown like Green.

The honor duel was proposed by Green. Seeing that Fang Qingyun had no objection, the old elf did not ask any more unnecessary questions and simply announced: "Well, the honor duel with 10 mana crystals for hero skills begins now!"

Wait a minute? Hero skills? Do I have that? Fang Qingyun was shocked. Is there any hero skill in this world?

But looking at the unfolded chessboard and 3D projection, Fang Qingyun could only give up the opportunity to ask the referee. On the one hand, he was slightly socially anxious and didn't want to trouble strangers. On the other hand, he didn't want to show weakness in front of Green.

One difference between Hearthstone and Shadowverse is that each hero in Hearthstone has a hero skill with a regular cost of 2 mana. Hero skills are usually unmodified and only serve as supplements. For example, the hero skill of the Paladin in the previous life costs two mana points to summon a 1-1 blank minion without any special effects or affixes.

Is it a loss? Yes! Two mana points are enough to summon a 2-3 minion, but the hero skill directly reduces it to 1-1, so except for certain decks, other decks rarely use hero skills as the main force.

The existence of hero skills is generally used to ensure that the turn will not be wasted. Even if you have played all the cards in your hand, you can still do something insignificant with two mana, even if it is just summoning a 1-1. Maybe this is the last straw that breaks the camel's back.

The hero skills that are relatively high quality in Hearthstone are those of the Warlock. The Warlock is a self-mutilating profession that gains powerful strength through self-mutilation, and his hero skills also reflect this feature to the fullest.

In addition to spending two mana points, an additional 2 damage will be caused to the hero itself, in exchange for the opportunity to draw a card.

At first glance, this Hero Power seems stupid, as the cost of drawing a card is two mana and two health points, but in fact, the strategic advantage of this Hero Power is extremely huge, as you can exchange mana and health points that can be sold casually in the early stage for cards.

It is similar to the situation during war when factories that are too close to the front lines are moved at great economic cost, using temporary supplies of materials and the blood of soldiers in exchange for the country's war potential.

Because this self-harming skill is like drawing blood, so when a warlock uses a skill, it is also called "drawing blood". Hence the famous saying: One blood is not a problem, two bloods are healthy, and three bloods are not a problem.

Fang Qingyun watched the 3D chessboard unfold. The thirty cards that he and Green had prepared were drawn out from the card box at their waists under the guidance of the blue light. They were shuffled and then placed in their respective decks.

And Green's own image began to distort at a high speed, turning into an old man with a white beard and sharp eyes wearing magician's clothes. Although he was a human, he gave people the feeling of an owl in a robe... Although Green's shadow could still be seen between his eyebrows, overall, he looked like Green in his old age.

It looks like this is Grimm's hero, a wizard who manipulates the elements? Is this hero image based on everyone's perception of themselves?

What people outside probably see is the image of a hero, not the duelist's true appearance.

So what is my image? Even if I'm not Helltaker, I should be a macho man like Doom. After all, I am a macho man at heart.

Then the old man pointed at Fang Qingyun and laughed loudly in a voice that was totally inconsistent with his old appearance: "Hahaha, look at what you look like now!"

The surrounding stadiums also erupted with laughter. After being filtered through the barrier, these sounds turned into chattering discussions. Fang Qingyun suddenly felt something was wrong. He looked down...

Grass, this big, white and soft thing must belong to Viola. Fang Qingyun, who is already an old married woman, has touched that fullness more than once. The softness and elasticity are first-class. Fang Qingyun can clearly remember the shape. Now from Viola's perspective, although it took a little time, he still recognized it.

It’s broken, I’ve become a vtb.

Fang Qingyun forced himself to calm down and made an involuntary move.

He placed his hand on his chest and felt the touch of his own chest. It was not the soft touch of a woman, but his own iron chest muscles.

Fortunately, it was not the body that changed, but the appearance. It was like being covered with a layer of holographic projection. In fact, Fang Qingyun's body was still the same as before.

Although it was quick and convenient, this indecent action still caused various reactions from the onlookers. Catherine showed an expression of envy and jealousy. She looked down at her own breasts, then at Fang Qingyun's good figure that was almost exposed in the projection, and pouted her lips in dissatisfaction. Why is a man's heroic chest bigger than mine!

The composure of the second son of the Marquis, who was sitting next to her, while tasting the wine also disappeared. He was so shocked by Fang Qingyun that he choked. He couldn't do anything rude like spraying the wine, so he could only put the wine glass to his mouth and coughed twice into the glass. The movement of coughing made his hand holding the glass tremble, and half of the wine spilled on his own clothes.

"You can't judge a person by his appearance." His voice was full of ridicule and mockery: "Just for this huge capital, I am willing to believe that he can win."

Although he couldn't sense the reactions of the people around him, Fang Qingyun still looked down. The Viola projected by the hero now was probably the same Viola Fang Qingyun had first seen. At that time, Viola was slacking off in the throne room. Fang Qingyun only remembered the movement of Viola swinging her shoes on her toes. That impression was too deep.

Obviously, Viola's appearance conforms to the aesthetic tastes of many people. Even before the game of cards started, Fang Qingyun could hear the loud cheers transformed from the discussions from the outside world.

...This is my wife, how can I let others see it? Privately, of course, he was casual, but when he appeared in public, he wished Viola would wear as much as possible.

Fang Qingyun placed his hand on his chest and closed his eyes to think for a while. What was his biggest impression of Viola? Was it the cynical, frivolous girl he saw when he first met her? Or was it the serious Valkyrie in military uniform when she was fighting? Or was it the queen dictator when she was managing hell?

Soon, Fang Qingyun confirmed his choice. When he opened his eyes, Viola's original image had changed, and the current image was in line with what Fang Qingyun had in mind.

When Fang Qingyun and Evelyn were fighting, Viola silently solved the huge hell machine outside and paid the price of one hand for it. At this time, Fang Qingyun's image was the same as Viola's at that time. With his only remaining hand holding a saber, he stood in front of the wreckage of the hell machine, leaving an indomitable figure. At that moment, it seemed as if Viola was the real knight who came to save the princess.

In the eyes of others, Fang Qingyun's hero interface was originally a movable vtb suit. After he opened his eyes and adjusted himself, his hero interface turned into a majestic wallpaper depicting Viola.

Viola occupies most of the wallpaper. The Viola in the wallpaper now is not as beautiful as the previous Viola suit. Instead, she looks like a knight with a firm face and a sword in front of her, as if she can draw her sword and kill the enemy at any time.

Just standing there is full of a sense of sacrifice and freedom; the torn sleeve and the empty cuffs add a sense of tragedy to the picture.