Yu-Gi-Oh!: Zero-frame starter with a laugh! You dodge?

Chapter 33. Ten Thousand in Hand! The Holy Maiden Blocks the Door?!

The moment You Feng finished speaking, Huang Yixiao froze on the spot.

So... all the struggles were already within the other party's calculations?

At this moment, [Destiny Hero Blood Demon - D] has already activated its effect, forcibly equipping [Dragon Ancestor Spear Dragon of Ice Spirit Mountain] as an equipment card on its own field.

"Not only that," Yufeng's voice rang out again, calmly announcing the end, "[Destiny HERO Blood Demon-D]'s attack power will increase by half the original attack power of the monster it is equipped with."

Blood Demon-D's crimson aura surged wildly, and the dragon pattern on his back shone with a cold light, his aura rising steadily.

"The original attack power of the Spear Dragon is 3300 points. Therefore, the attack power of Blood Demon-D increases by 1650 points."

"At this moment, its attack power is 3550 points."

At this point, Huang Yixiao had absolutely no room to survive.

"call--"

Huang Yixiao let out a long, slow breath, and his tense shoulders relaxed.

The breath that had been clenched for so long finally dissipated.

The sense of frustration surged like a tide, yet strangely it carried away all the resentment and anxiety, leaving only a clear understanding that was almost a sense of relief.

He raised his head, a complex yet resigned bitter smile on his face.

"I lost."

The sound was amplified and carried throughout the venue, clear and crisp.

Immediately afterwards, he raised his voice and solemnly announced:

"Congratulations!! You've won the 100% Duel Challenge—the Million Dollar Grand Prize!!!"

He was the first to clap, and although the applause was initially scattered, it was unusually forceful.

He lost convincingly. What this young man displayed was an overwhelming, terrifying strength that left people in despair.

Seeing that the other party had conceded defeat, You Feng nodded slightly and said nothing more.

"Whoa!!!"

After a brief silence, the audience erupted like a volcano that had been holding back for a long time! Exclamations, praises, screams, and applause blended into a boiling wave of sound that almost lifted the roof off the stadium!

"We won?! We really won!!"

"My God! History! Today we are absolutely witnessing history!!"

"A million-dollar prize! No one has ever claimed it intact!!"

"He's so powerful! So handsome! I absolutely have to find out who he is!!"

"I don't care if he's Eastern or Western, I just like him!"

"This is definitely a monster trained by some reclusive family or top academy! So young, yet his strength is unfathomable!!"

Amidst the roar of the crowd, You Feng turned around and walked steadily off the stage.

He seemed detached from the frenzy and discussion that swept through the audience behind him, and walked straight towards the backstage area to receive his award.

His goal was clear and unambiguous—one million dragon coins. Nothing more.

However, the excitement inside the venue was far from over.

In the VIP section, the white-clad saintess's eyes darted around, a knowing glint appearing deep within her cool gaze.

It seemed to remind him of the young man he had seen not long ago.

That person asked for directions and then went to participate.

Could this person be the same person who asked for directions not long ago?

If it really is the same person... The white-robed saintess's lips curled up into a very subtle smile.

It wasn't a feeling of being moved, but rather a joy at discovering a gem that could be used by the sacred site.

"Grandma Rong, let's go," she whispered, already standing up.

The old woman beside him was taken aback: "Holy Maiden, where are we going?"

"For the sake of the holy land," the white-clad saintess said with light steps, her voice carrying an undeniable certainty, "to recruit talent."

Almost simultaneously, in the highest box in the audience.

An elderly Western man wearing a top hat and a monocle slowly withdrew his gaze from the direction where Youfeng had left.

He stroked his neatly trimmed beard, pondered for a moment, and said to a bald, middle-aged man standing beside him:

"Check. I need all the information about this challenger."

He paused, his eyes behind his monocle sharp as an eagle's.

"We must be the first to act. We cannot allow others to get there first."

"Understood!" The bald middle-aged man's expression hardened, and he immediately accepted the order.

Not far away on the other side, Knight Commander Zhong Hong, dressed in a crisp knightly uniform and exuding a resolute air, was also communicating in a low voice through an ingenious [Transformer Fighter Telephone] device.

A moment later, he cut off the communication, his face solemn, and without hesitation got up and hurriedly left his seat.

Undercurrents were quietly brewing around this battle.

"Oh no! It's over! It's over!" In the regular audience seats, Aria suddenly snapped out of her daze, her pretty face flushed with excitement. She grabbed Qin Xue's hand beside her, "Quick, Xue'er! Let's go to the backstage exit! Maybe we can still catch that big shot and see him in person!"

Qin Xue blinked, also caught up in the atmosphere, her curiosity piqued, and let Aria drag her outside.

And it wasn't just those two who had this idea. Many noble ladies, young talents, and even spies from various forces began to quietly gather in the backstage area.

……

The back-end system is simple and efficient.

You Feng now held a crystal-clear card with a dark golden sheen—a crystal card containing one million dragon coins. The amount was enormous; it needed to be exchanged at a designated merchant or used for direct purchase elsewhere.

"Thank you." You Feng accepted the crystal card, made no attempt at small talk, and turned to leave.

"Brother! Please wait!"

Huang Yixiao caught up, panting, his face filled with admiration and eagerness.

"Could you... leave your name?" he asked in a low, earnest voice. "Don't worry, I have no intention of prying into your privacy. With your abilities, fame will only bring benefits, never harm. Perhaps I can introduce you to..."

Upon hearing this, You Feng paused slightly, turned his head, and a half-smile appeared on his lips.

pull.

"Fame only brings benefits?" He chuckled inwardly.

Today's battle, though seemingly glorious, has actually made us the target of everyone's criticism.

Once their identities are exposed, what follows will not be simple olive branches, but endless recruitment, testing, jealousy, and even open and covert attacks.

He wasn't afraid of being alone, but if this implicated the Luoshen Village behind him...

He had long since experienced the narrow-mindedness of certain Westerners.

There are countless examples of people who would destroy something if they couldn't have it.

"No need." You Feng waved his hand decisively, his tone calm but leaving no room for doubt.

Without saying another word, he walked straight outside.

Huang Yixiao stood frozen in place, his face full of regret, but he could only sigh helplessly.

True masters are often like this, appearing only briefly and never quite.

You Feng did not head towards the bustling main gate.

He circled around to the side corridor, his gaze sweeping over a not-too-high outer wall. With a light leap, he grabbed the edge of the wall with both hands and, with a little effort, flipped himself up.

Just as he was about to jump, a clear, slightly playful voice rang out from below:

"Why not use the main gate? Why insist on climbing over the wall?"

"Your Excellency, this newly crowned millionaire, certainly does things... quite differently from others."

The sound was like the gentle tapping of jade stones, as subtle as ripples on clear water, quietly spreading through this secluded alley.

Youfeng paused, squatted on the wall, and turned his head to look in the direction of the sound.

At the intersection of light and shadow at the alley entrance, a figure dressed in pristine white stands alone.

It was the same saintess I had met briefly on the street corner before.