I'm playing cards in Yu-Gi-Oh!

Ed Phoenix, the winner!

The life value of Kreguta hanging on the electronic display screen dropped rapidly, and finally stopped steadily at the "0" position.

The applause was thunderous.

The shouts and applause were like a wave that almost collapsed the entire venue. Even the excited congratulations of the commentator were drowned in the enthusiasm of the people, and even the ground of the stage seemed to resonate.

The young Ed Phoenix stood in the center of the stage, his expression as calm and indifferent as always. He waved politely to the enthusiastic crowd, as if he was not overwhelmed by the huge glory, and even seemed to be not surprised by this victory.

It was as if for him, this trophy had already been reserved for him and was originally placed here. All he did was to walk forward and take what belonged to him step by step, that simple.

World champion, that is a dazzling title that countless people look up to, representing the best of the best!

All of Ed's contact information exploded that night. Phone calls came one after another, and countless blessing messages almost overwhelmed him.

A large group of contacts who might even be just nodding acquaintances and whom he had no impression of sent him blessings, and even tried to get close to him by asking if they wanted to go out for dinner and play cards. Of course, he ignored them all.

It was as if everyone around him was more enthusiastic about winning the championship than Ed himself. On the contrary, the person involved was neither surprised nor too happy about it.

Because he thought that the world championship was actually okay.

It was not that he was arrogant, and he did not think so at the beginning. The reason why he had such an idea was that he was influenced by You Yu.

That was when he told You Yu that he planned to officially enter the professional circle.

"Oh, playing professionally." You Yu replied casually, "Then try to win the championship next year."

Ed was stunned for a long time at that time: "Champion means the division championship?"

"Huh? What's the use? Of course it's the world championship."

You Yu's tone was natural, acting as if "It's not enough to have hands."

His idea was very simple. If you can't even win a championship, then why do you go to the game?

In fact, the professional league in Yu-Gi-Oh is quite different from other similar works. Although it is a league worldwide, its value is not necessarily that high.

Apart from other things, first of all, duelists like Yugi, Yuu, Kaiba and Jonouchi are not players in the league, and any of them can actually beat the professional circle.

At the same time, there are also the three musketeers of Dorma in DM, Rafiru, Baron and Amerda, or the gravekeepers of the Ishdar family.

Not to mention DM, even all the really powerful people who have appeared in the GX animation are basically not from the professional circle. On the other hand, most of the masters who claim to be ranked in the top few in the professional league are just rookies in the animation.

Because almost every industry and every field in the world view of Yu-Gi-Oh is related to playing cards, so there are endless masters of playing cards, and most masters are actually not interested in the option of "playing professionally", and have their own reasons not to participate.

For example, for a duelist of Youyu's level, the professional league is tiring, and he has to fly around the world all day long, so busy that he doesn't even have a chance to drink water. The income level seems to be just so-so for him, which makes him completely uninterested.

Apart from anything else, the fact that the loser named "DD" possessed by the Light of Destruction in GX can win so many championships in a row shows that the level of this league is just so-so.

It is worth mentioning that the last DD with the title of world champion was also defeated by Ed. So Youyu feels that there is reason to believe that Ed in the original work actually has the potential to win the league championship, but it just takes time.

So Youyu thinks that Ed, who has been trained by him more or less over the years, has no reason not to win the championship.

Sure enough, Ed, who just entered the league, did not disappoint him and won the championship smoothly.

Of course, this does not mean that there are only good-for-nothings in the professional league. In fact, in terms of the overall level of the duel world, professional players can indeed represent the level of first-class masters, and it is quite difficult to win the championship in such a league.

However, Ed, who had adjusted his mentality, had already turned over this page and was ready to move forward towards a new goal.

After dealing with the post-match interview and getting rid of the reporters who were chasing him, Ed went straight back home.

His father had been waiting here for a long time and had prepared flowers and a grand dinner for celebration.

Ed was helpless: "I said, there is no need to celebrate."

"That won't work."

Mr. Phoenix insisted on pushing him into the chair in front of the dining table and gently touched his head lovingly.

"Not every father has the opportunity to see his child win such an honor."

When Ed was a child, his father liked to touch his head. Now that he has grown up, his father still hasn't changed this habit.

"Maybe I should thank Brother You Yu." Ed looked at his father sitting across the dining table and said, "The tactical ideas I used in the game are largely due to Brother You Yu's teachings."

"Did you tell him?"

"Of course, the first thing I did when I left the venue was to send him a message."

"It should be so." Mr. Phoenix smiled, "We are lucky to meet him. If you hadn't met him, you might not have a father.

Ha, who knew? Maybe you will become someone else's adopted son and meet some strange people. "

Ed paused and frowned: "Dad, this is not funny at all."

"Okay, sorry, I just mentioned a possibility." Mr. Phoenix didn't dwell on the topic anymore, "Speaking of your brother Youyu, he sent me a message earlier today, saying that he was going to come here to celebrate in person. You win the championship.”

Ed's eyes lit up: "Really? But I just..."

"So it seems like he guessed the outcome before the final started." Mr. Phoenix smiled and adjusted his glasses. "He has no doubts about you."

Ed showed a happy smile, much happier than when he defeated his opponent in the final and won the world championship.

"Yeah, he's always been like that."

Snapped.

The chandelier on the ceiling of the living room went out, and the sound of electronic devices going off echoed in the darkness that quickly took over the entire place.

Mr. Phoenix turned his head in confusion: "The power went out?"

What followed was a strong tremor. Almost everything on the cupboards was dumped to the floor, mugs smashed to pieces on the floor. Mr. Phoenix was also thrown off the chair unpreparedly, and his vision went dark briefly.

"dad!"

Ed quickly stepped forward to help him up. The latter waved his hands to indicate that he was fine and adjusted his glasses at the same time.

"What's going on? An earthquake?"

Then came another wave of strong shaking.

Although this sounds a bit weird, Ed felt that this touch was like extremely heavy footsteps.

He stood up, walked to the window, opened the curtains, and then froze in place.

He saw some kind of monster, huge and bulky, like a moving fortress, walking slowly between the streets of the city, with people and vehicles fleeing in panic at its feet.

It stands tall against the sky, and its blue body as solid as a rock is clearly reflected in the glass curtain walls of the skyscraper.

A monster.

Not the duelist's collective name for the creatures inhabiting the cards, but the kind of walking disaster-like monsters that seemed to come from an old special photo movie set.