Infernal Artist

Third minute.

Liu Ping drew his third card.

I saw three vertical red hearts drawn in the center of this card, with a number 3 marked on the upper left and lower right corners.

A line of burning small words quickly flashed into the void:

"You drew the card: Three of Hearts."

"Weapon card."

"It has sharp properties in a general sense. It is a card that can be used to play cards and peel fruits."

"——It is one of the lowest cards, but it is also the beginning of all cards."

Sharp!

Liu Ping was overjoyed. He held the card between his two fingers and made a hand gesture.

Qi Lu, who was on the opposite side, saw this and flicked his armor with his fingers.

The armor suddenly made a crisp metallic sound.

"Do you think you can scratch my armor with just a small card?" Qi Lu mocked.

"Guess." Liu Ping also laughed.

The two rushed towards each other at the same time.

Qi Lu was much more cautious, and when he was still far away from Liu Ping, he began to swing his flaming stabbing sword, cutting out sharp lines of fire in the void.

Liu Ping rushed forward, but suddenly his steps stopped and his whole body changed direction——

He sped up and rushed towards the bar like lightning!

That's right.

It is extremely unwise to waste time with Qi Lu here, after all, the bartender can draw a card every minute.

If the bartender draws Archmage Karadu, Exorcist Old K, or other combat cards, it will be even more impossible to play.

Before the bartender draws more cards——

kill him!

Liu Ping climbed over the window of the bar, spun in the air, and threw the cards in his hand fiercely.

hiss--

This time, he took action with all his strength, and the card let out a sharp scream that ripped through the air, spinning in an arc.

"Clever!" the bartender praised.

The card was about to cut into the back of his neck, but suddenly exploded into flying pieces of paper.

At the same time, Liu Ping was blown away by a huge impact, smashed into the wall, and rolled down to the street outside.

"Bah, why is this?" Liu Ping quickly stood up and asked unwillingly.

"I forgot to tell you - you can only deal with me when there are no cards of mine on the field." The bartender said.

"That's not right. I remember the last time a group of practitioners came to the restaurant, you once told me that you were not a melee card master. That sword cultivator could really kill you if he got up close." Liu Ping said.

The bartender was a little surprised and said with a smile: "You remember, yes, but this trial is different. The gods stipulate that you must kill all the cards on the field before you can deal with me."

Liu Ping was about to speak when he saw Qi Lu charging towards him brandishing a flaming sword!

"do not bother me!"

He turned sideways to avoid Qi Lu's thrust and kicked him dozens of meters away.

——Still did not hurt the other party.

I have countless means and can hit the opponent countless times, but I can't cause effective damage!

This feeling is really frustrating.

In the bar, the bartender stretched out his hand and pulled out a card again.

Fourth minute!

Liu Ping also quickly drew cards.

Suddenly, a line of small burning words appeared in front of his eyes:

"Don't draw cards yet!"

Liu Ping stopped his movements and asked silently: "Why?"

A line of burning small characters appeared quickly:

"The opportunity has come!"

"Opportunity? What does this mean?" Liu Ping asked.

Before Sequence could reply, Liu Ping suddenly remembered a previous conversation between him and Sequence.

That was when everyone was resurrected by the bartender——

I was quite envious at that time.

After noticing the sequence, take the initiative to ask yourself:

"You want to be a card master?"

At that time it said——

"Your cultivation level is too low to withstand the power of the spirit, unless one day you get the opportunity to become a card master."

"What's the opportunity?" I asked myself.

"I haven't found it yet. When I find it, I will tell you immediately." Sequence said.

That's right!

At that time, the opportunity for sequence theory had not yet come!

Liu Ping looked into the void and saw lines of burning small characters appearing quickly:

"It's time. You must know about the cards so that you are not enslaved."

"The current situation is urgent, you just need to remember one thing:"

"Any existence has its true name based on the rules."

"Even if it's a temporary, lowly, haphazard set of cards, you still need to give it a name."

“Just make sure of it in your mind.”

"Once you have your real name, the deck will uphold the meaning contained in your real name and fight for you."

Liu Ping read it quickly.

Is the name so important to the deck?

This is easy to do!

He immediately said in his heart: "The real name of the set of cards I am using should be: Demon King! It is the Demon King deck!"

Waited for a breath.

A line of burning small words jumped out:

"The name is already taken."

Liu Ping was startled, spread his hands and said, "Can't we have the same name?"

"No! There is only one true name, which is a unique title." Sequence said.

Liu Ping raised his eyes and looked towards the bar.

I saw the bartender throw out a card.

Bang——

A familiar person appears on the street.

Old K!

He picked up the machine gun in his hand——

Liu Ping dodged and hid in an alley.

Da da da da da!

There was the sound of machine gun fire outside.

"Liu Ping! Give up, you alone can't deal with us. We are a complete set of cards." Old K said loudly.

"What kind of cards do you have, old K?" Liu Ping asked loudly, leaning against the wall.

"Homeland, my deck is called Homeland."

The bartender answered.

When he mentioned the name of the deck, he seemed to be interested.

"I originally wanted to use my own power to rescue people from all worlds, follow me to build a home of our own, and no longer be teased and enslaved by gods—"

There was a glimmer of light in the bartender's eyes, but it soon dimmed.

"It's a pity...I failed."

Da da da da da!

The machine gun kept firing, and Old K got into the alley and shouted loudly: "Bartender, stop talking, Qi Lu, follow me."

"good!"

Qi Lu appeared at the entrance of the alley with a flaming sword in hand.

At this moment.

Liu Ping had already left the alley.

On another street.

street corner.

In the house.

Liu Ping sat in an empty room and thought hard: "Why don't we call this set of cards the best in the world?"

A line of burning small words appeared:

"The name is already taken."

"Then it's called: The Strongest God of War."

"The name is already taken."

"Calling: God is nothing."

"The name is already taken."

"Forget it, I'll just reluctantly call it: I love eating noodles."

"The name is already taken."

Liu Ping held his forehead and couldn't help but said: "Why are people using it?"

"Because the true name is unique, the true name of the deck comes from the truest wish in your heart. Only if you sincerely give it a name will it avoid other names or replace the names of other decks." Sequence said .

"The deck is for fighting, right?" Liu Ping said.

Lines of burning small characters emerged:

"The deck is the embodiment of the mysterious power and has a mysterious connection with the law of destiny. It will select cards according to your real name to fulfill your wish."

"Be careful. The deck's true name will become part of your destiny."

Liu Ping couldn't help but sigh after reading it at a glance.

"The bartender's deck is called Homestead...because he really wants to build a homeland."

"Let me tell you the truth - I don't find fighting and killing interesting at all."

He thought for a while and continued talking:

"Seriously, the reason I haven't ascended for so many years is because if you ascend level by level, you can see the end of your life at a glance. It's really boring."

"Everyone advised me to practice hard and strive to ascend. Even Master told me to cheer up."

"but--"

"Why should I be so energetic?"

"Having high morale makes me feel nervous. In fact, I am happiest and most comfortable when I am calm."

"Some people also advised me not to be greedy for money."

"But spending money really makes people happy, and I save all my money little by little."

"Originally, I had already lived in seclusion, living the most ordinary life, and I was happy about it."

"—but now the world has become a drama in which the gods choose their slaves, and my joy is completely interrupted."

Liu Ping was silent for a moment and then said:

"My cards should work with me to get everything back on track."

"It doesn't just exist for fighting, it wants to bring happiness to me, and if possible, please bring happiness to others."

"In this way, I will be worthy of fighting with all my strength, worthy of my life's blood, sweat, and tears."

"It should be called—"

"The Deck of Joy."

After the words fell, lines of burning small characters appeared:

"The true name has been born."

"Your deck is called Joy."

"From now on, your deck will adhere to your wishes, create a mysterious intersection with destiny, and accompany you throughout your life."

"In this trial, cards that accept the wish of 'joy' will appear in your deck."

Liu Ping stretched out his hand and made a card-drawing motion in the void.

A card was immediately drawn by him.

It was a colorful card like an oil painting, with a laughing clown painted on it.