"I … actually lost …" Snow slumped to the ground with a look of disbelief on his face. He muttered, "Why … Why did my thorough and rigorous fighting style lose to your unreasonable and messy tactics?"
"Ha! What a joke! "Feng Bujue laughed loudly." You think my tactics are messy purely because your level is low and your willpower is weak. "
"The willpower of a duelist …" Snow shook his head and smiled bitterly. "Ha … I still don't know what that is."
"Is that so …" Feng Bujue heard him and replied, "Then I'll tell you a little about it." He paused for half a second and continued, "Just now … In that last round, if you and I were to exchange positions, your choice would probably be different, right?"
Snow thought for a while and nodded. "If it were me, first of all, I wouldn't have activated the special effect of the 'Millennium Scale' during the card drawing stage."
"Why?" Feng Bujue asked.
"In that case, it would have been better to choose to draw cards, wouldn't it?" Snow replied. "Although there was the effect of the 'Grudge', judging from the situation of the 'Overdrawn Hand' and the 'Magic Deathmatch', you had already drawn a lot of magic and trap cards, so the probability of drawing a monster card was very high."
"So what if I had drawn it?" Feng Bujue asked.
"If I had drawn it, wouldn't I be able to summon it in the main stage?" Snow replied in a matter-of-fact tone.
"Oh," Brother Bujue responded tepidly and continued, "And then?"
"And then it would be the battle stage. If it were me … I wouldn't have chosen Tamamo to attack Noderafu," Snow replied. "I would have used the 'Sakamoto Kun', which also has 2,000 attack, to perish together with Noderafu, and then used Tamamo to attack the 'Corpse Monster'. This way … I would have had one more godly card on the field — because Tamamo no Mae would not have been taken away by the 'Drag to Hell'."
"Oh." Feng Bujue replied absent-mindedly.
"Then, I'll use the [Nameless King]'s two attacks to break the [Shadow Coin Substitute] and take out 5,000 LP. Finally … I'll use the summoned monster that I drew during the card drawing stage to take out the last 500 HP," Snow said. "This is the normal way of thinking!"
"Yeah, your way of thinking shows the gap between you and a real duelist," Feng Bujue added.
"Tsk … It's clearly just good luck. Could it be that you can still deny that my fighting style is more reasonable?" Snow retorted.
"Of course." Feng Bujue replied. "I'll explain it to you step by step …" He paused for a moment before continuing. "First of all, there's a problem with the most basic part of your playstyle because it's based on an 'assumption', and that assumption is that I'll 'draw a summoned monster that's below four-star.'"
"But from the perspective of probability …" Snow still wanted to continue.
But Feng Bujue interrupted him and said, "From the perspective of probability, I may or may not draw it. I'll just ask … what if I don't draw it?"
"Hmph …" Snow replied unhappily. "If you don't draw it, then you don't draw it! Even if you draw a magic card, so what if it's discarded by the effect of the [Grudge]? According to my playstyle, there can be one more God standing on the field! "
"Yes, there can be one more God standing on the field," Feng Bujue replied. "But what's the price? If the price is that there's a 'certain probability' that you'll 'live to the next round,' I don't think it's worth it. Because as long as you can draw cards, it means that you still have a chance to win. "
"Ridiculous …" Snow said. "Then if my field is covered with ten cards, and you have an empty field with zero cards … then it's your turn, and you only have one card in your deck, do you still think you can win?"
"Of course." Feng Bujue replied firmly. As he spoke, he raised his duel plate. "Real duelists have a belief — no matter how unfavorable the situation is in front of them, no matter how many 'Gods' are standing on the opposite field, or how strong those 'Gods' are … as long as there's even one card in my deck, there's still hope to win."
"That kind of belief is useless 99% of the time!" Snow said loudly. "In fact, how can there be so many extreme comebacks? Card games are a game where you gradually accumulate advantages and finally transform them into victory! "
"You don't have to tell me this kind of thing!" At this moment, Feng Bujue suddenly shouted with an agitated expression.
His shout scared Snow quite a bit.
From the beginning of this duel until now, Brother Jue had shown hot-blooded, chuunibyou, ruffian, crazy, and so on. But this was the first time he showed such an expression.
"I know what a card game is all about! I also know what a way of playing with a high winning rate is like! " Feng Bujue screamed at the top of his lungs. "Those 'correct' and 'brilliant' choices, as long as we spend some time … everyone will be able to come up with them, and everyone will get the same answer. Because the so-called 'correct' choice is nothing more than the choice that has a higher than 51% probability of leading you to victory. "
He took a breath and said, "Then what about 'mistakes'? A choice that has a 99% chance of losing out of 100 times is naturally 'wrong' and 'unreasonable.' Yes … I understand the logic … "Speaking of this, he calmed down a little." But should a way of playing with a 1% chance of winning out of 100 times be given up and ignored? Should people who make that kind of choice be despised and laughed at? "
Hearing this, Snow's expression changed. If it were before the duel started, he would have scoffed at such a question and answered clearly — yes.
But at this moment, Snow was also thinking …
He had been playing card games for many years, and he had indeed seen some players … who would be very persistent in putting a card that they especially liked into a deck, and even use that card as the core to design a deck, even though … that card itself did not even have any special effects.
A white dragon, a black magician … In Snow's opinion, those old cards that required double sacrifices to be summoned into the game, but might not be able to defeat some of the monsters that were summoned at a lower cost; those cards that relied on a bunch of matching cards to barely have any effect; those cards that were really not that strong other than their symbolic meaning … were not worth the effort to develop, let alone the "emotional investment."
The way to win was to directly choose a more powerful card and form a more powerful and mainstream deck and set. Because the winning rate was something that would not lie, it was the embodiment of strength.
But Feng Bujue … obviously did not think so.
As Brother Jue spoke, he glanced at the deck on his Duel Board. "A card game where everyone uses the 'correct way of playing' and 'mature set', that is the true meaning of a game of 'luck.' Because everyone's thinking is similar, and the set is also known to all. Winning or losing depends on the restraint of the deck, and secondly, it depends on the card luck … Like what you said, the outcome is already 70% decided before the duel …"
Speaking of this, he could not help but snort coldly. "Hmph … That kind of game can't be called a 'duel.' And those who use the trashy deck and set, adhere to a fixed way of thinking, have no faith, and are complacent about the 'winning rate' at the same time … They don't deserve to be called a 'duelist.'"
Snow was shot several times and was rather depressed. Fortunately, he did not consider himself a "duelist" in the first place, so he did not get angry. "Okay … I admit that you have faith. Although I don't understand your 'duelist' spirit, I respect your way of thinking … However, I still have to ask — if your so-called 'duelist' spirit is the kind of gambling style that loses nine out of ten battles, what's the point of that? Using your faith as a fig leaf when you lose? "
"Who said that I'm gambling?" Feng Bujue asked rhetorically and continued, "The will of a duelist doesn't mean that I'm fighting blindly without thinking and calculating … On the contrary, my fighting style is the ultimate fighting style that can 100% complete a one _ turn _ kill."
"Hmph …" Snow was still a little unconvinced. He still believed that his solution was better and more stable. "Now that you've won, of course, you dare to say so."
"I haven't finished explaining just now." Feng Bujue continued the previous topic and said, "Do you think … I launched the 'Millennium Scale' because I was worried about the effect of the [Ju-on], or simply because I wanted to replenish 1,000 LP?"
"Isn't that the case?" Snow replied.
"The real reason why I gave up on drawing cards at that time was …" Feng Bujue directly said the answer. "If I had drawn cards at that time … there was a certain probability that I would have drawn the [Horrifying Clown]."
When this sentence entered Snow's ears, it was as if he had been enlightened. His mind buzzed, and his expression changed abruptly.
"It seems that you've understood," Feng Bujue said.
"You … at that time …" Snow's voice trembled as he stuttered, "… already thought of it …"
"No, when I launched the [Magic Deathmatch], I had already thought of all the subsequent steps." Feng Bujue interrupted, "It's just that before entering my turn, there were still a few unknowns … and that was your few closed cards." He paused for a second and said, "In case your closed cards had the kind of card that 'immediately destroys the monster summoned by the opponent,' you could send it back to the graveyard at the 'end stage' of your turn before the [King of Nobodies]'s special effect recovered.
"Unfortunately … you didn't.
"When I entered the beginning stage of my turn, the [King of Nobodies]'s special effect recovered. After using the 'Millennium Eye' to look at your cards, I knew … you were already dead.
"Every step after that was within my calculations.
"By giving up on the card drawing stage, I could ensure that the [Horrifying Clown] would still remain in my deck. This way, I could activate the 'Millennium Key' and 'Millennium Jewelry' chain effect and draw them out during the secondary stage. This would work together with the death effect of Tamamo-no-Mae to give you 1,000 LP damage.
"And during the battle stage, I used Tamamo-no-Mae to perish together with [Noderabusa] in order to obtain her death effect. If I did as you said and used [Sakamoto-kun] to attack [Noderabusa] and used Tamamo-no-Mae to attack [Corpse Monster], you're right … at the end of my turn, there would indeed be an extra God standing on my field. However, this God's death effect didn't trigger. In the end … I would be missing 500 LP damage and let you live until the next turn.
"As for your fighting style … I've said before, in the end, it was based on the 'assumption' that 'I can draw a four-star monster or below' … So, it's still the same question … What if I can't draw it?"
There was another period of silence. This time, Snow had nothing to say.
After a while, the "organizer" stood up again and sighed. "Hah … I really lost to you." He shook his head and spread out his hands. "This is a 'real duelist' … It seems … quite cool."
"No." Unexpectedly, after being praised by the other party, Feng Bujue rejected it. "If I lose, I'll only be left with Chuunibyou and shame. You have to know … my posture, lines, spirit, and techniques are all well-practiced. I recommend non-professionals not to imitate so easily to avoid embarrassing themselves."
"Haha …" Snow laughed. "Don't worry, I'll take it slow." Listening to what he said, it seemed that he really intended to embark on the path of no return. "In the future, if you have time, you can come to [Crazy Thoughts] and play a few rounds with me. I think this game is quite interesting. But … the next time we 'duel,' don't gamble anymore. Just do it for fun. "
"Hey, hey … Did you make a mistake?" Feng Bujue said. "I don't intend to have a good relationship with people like you. Besides … I'm not as free as you who have so much property. I still have a proper job."
What he said was a bit nonsense. In 2055, where neural connection games were already common … As long as you had time to sleep, you had time to play games.
"Haha … Don't be so polite, Mr. Crow." Snow smiled and changed the way he addressed him. "The two of us still have a lot in common …" At this point, he seemed to have suddenly thought of something and changed the topic. "Oh, right, I'm also a member of Gambling Emperor's Chamber."
"What do you mean by 'Gambling Emperor'? I don't know what you're talking about." The moment Feng Bujue heard the word 'also,' he had an ominous premonition in his heart. When he heard the words' Gambling Emperor's Den, 'he put on a poker face and began to play dumb.
"Okay, you don't have to play dumb." Snow laughed when he saw the situation. "When I was on the Elegance, because of the lack of time, my subordinates only found the surface information about 'Jiang Daode,' so they couldn't figure out the situation. But later … I used some of my connections in the 'Underground World,' and the ins and outs of the matter were almost clear."
"Tsk … I knew you probably have a membership too." Feng Bujue saw that he couldn't hide the truth, so he admitted it. "But … the members of Gambling Emperor's Den are never in a relationship where we can make friends, right?"
"Hey, there's no rule that says we can't have a personal relationship, right?" Snow continued, "Brother Feng …" As he spoke, he changed the way he addressed his Brother Jue again. "Even if you don't want to be my consultant, you can still come and be my 'partner' occasionally, right? Let me tell you … A while ago, a fat man surnamed Jin said that he wanted to bet a batch of advanced firearms and equipment with tens of thousands of laborers. I thought about it … After all, he has millions of troops under him. I'm afraid that Gambling Emperor's Den can't handle it. At that time, I didn't dare to go … But if you're willing to go with me, with our strength … "
"Stop! Thank you! " Feng Bujue didn't let Snow finish his words, mainly because the part that Snow had said so far was already very outrageous. "If I don't ask you to stop, you won't stop, right? If you really want to find that person, you can go by yourself. Or you can send a message inside Gambling Emperor's Den — 'Open the game, gather in front of the spring of the Northern Dynasty map and fight directly.' Anyway, I won't go. " He quickly brought the topic back on track. "Let's cut to the chase. I've won now. 'That thing' … When are you going to give it to me, and in what form?"
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