Chapter 1689

The person he called his senior was naturally Franklin Doron.

Apparently, after a few hours of self-adjustment, Franklin Doron had recovered.

Although no one knew what he was thinking, at least on the surface he had regained his spirits.

Edwin still hoped that he could defeat Sandra Wesley and Debra Nellie, so he naturally wouldn't delve too deeply into it.

When Franklin Doron saw them, he waved his hand and said hello: "You are finally here."

Edwin laughed and said: "Senior Doron, how long have you been waiting here?"

Franklin Doron said: "I came after lunch."

Edwin thought about it and tried to ask: "About Debra Nellie and Sandra Wesley..."

Franklin Doron interrupted: "I watched the duel between them. Sandra Wesley of the Fool's House is very tricky, and she is hiding something. Debra Nellie of the Magic School is easier to deal with. I will try my best to win."

Edwin smiled: "The Magic School is even better."

The biggest competitor of the Noble House is the Magic School.

The Fool's House is secondary.

Sandra Wesley is indeed powerful, but she cannot challenge the sixth graders, which is her disadvantage.

If Franklin Doron can defeat Debra Nellie of the School of Magic, then the House of Nobles will be able to win back 10,000 points, which is very critical.

At one o'clock.

The audience returned to their seats, the space hub was reactivated, and thousands of audience projections appeared in the audience seats.

There were two rounds of ten duels in the morning, and the excitement gradually increased.

But in the end, the credits obtained by the four branches were not much different.

The Knights and the School of Magic each won three games and won 30,000 points.

The House of Nobles and the House of Fools each won two games and won 20,000 points.

In the afternoon, there were four rounds and a total of 20 duels.

The time for these 20 duels must be tight, and the time for [Post-match Analysis] will definitely be shortened accordingly.

But that is something that the Duel Club needs to consider. As a player, Dak only needs to do his job as a player.

He waited for a while with several players from the House of Nobles, and then heard the music playing. Senior Judy, who changed her clothes, slowly stepped onto the player platform, opening the curtain for the afternoon game.

Dak always felt that it was too tight to compress the duel competition into one day.

It would have been fine if there was no [Post-match Analysis] session originally, but now that [Post-match Analysis] is added, there is no more relaxation process in the middle.

But this session is the first time to add [Post-match Analysis], and there will be more experience in the next session.

It is very likely that the duel competition will be divided into two days.

Let's not talk about small talk.

Senior Judy on the host platform obviously also knew that time was tight. She only used a few opening remarks to set off the atmosphere, and then began to draw the next round of branches.

"Do you want to know which branch will be the first to appear in the afternoon?"

After asking this question with a hint of playfulness, Senior Judy chanted the Normal Summoning, activated a magic card in her hand, and waved it upwards.

Suddenly, the symbols of the four branches appeared in the air one after another, namely the crown, lance, magic book and the tarot card of [The Fool].

Then, the symbols of the four branches formed a circle under her control, and a pointer appeared in the center.

Senior Judy slowly pressed her slender fingers on the pointer and blinked at the audience outside the venue. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, making her eyes more beautiful.

QquN: ㈧】㈤～＄㈦∝`㈥㈥㈢㈣㈣㈡ As the call sounded, she exerted a little force, and the pointer began to rotate clockwise.

From slow to fast, it accelerated.

Then from fast to slow, it gradually stopped.

Under the gaze of countless people, the pointer finally pointed to the crown symbolizing the [Noble House]!

"Noble House! Noble House again! It seems that one of the starters in the afternoon game is still Dak Dimon, a sophomore in the Noble House!"

Senior Judy exclaimed loudly, and the audience shouted Dak Dimon's title and name, and the whole venue was boiling again.

In the lounge of the Nobles' House, Dak and others also looked at each other.

Edwin Clarissa said: "It seems that we have to prepare."

"I wonder who will be the opponent in this round?" Snake Harriman also muttered.

Dak flicked his nose and said: "I always feel that I have some kind of starting BUFF."

"Start turning." Elsie Kevin said.

At this time, on the host platform, Senior Judy looked over here intentionally or unintentionally, then stretched out her hand and pressed on the pointer and turned it again.

"Shua——"

Under the gaze of everyone, the pointer stopped again and finally pointed to the [Fool] Tarot card representing [Fool's House]!

"Ha!" Snake Harriman breathed a sigh of relief and showed joy on his face.

For him, Polly Bruno of the Fool's House is the only soft persimmon that can be pinched.

The hope of not being defeated by 3 to 0 lies entirely on classmate Polly Bruno!

Fortunately, he was always talkative and had a good relationship with Polly Bruno. Bruno should be able to meet his small expectations, right?

However, Snake was happy, but the others did not look so relaxed.

The third-year player in the House of Fools is Benjamin Leopold. Judging from his previous duels, he is basically the most difficult character to deal with among the third-year players.

Although Elsie Kevin had tried her best to prepare, she was not confident that she could win him.

As for the fifth and sixth graders, there is no need to read them.

That will be a tough battle for both Edwin Clarissa and Franklin Doron.

The only one that is really relaxed may be Dak's side.

The second-year player in the House of Fools is Clayn Moretti.

Dak was a little worried about this battle before, but after watching the duel between him and Sara, he was basically relieved.

Klein Moretti doesn’t have a lot of goods.

He may have a bright future, but he's still just getting started.

Four-word evaluation: Not threatening.

In comparison, Sara Swati is indeed more threatening.

If this duel is not the Academy Cup, he even wants to rebuild an entertaining deck to bring more smiles to the audience.

As for now, we still have to go all out!

Duck calmed down and waited quietly.

The staff then brought them in to remind them that it was time to play.

The five people looked at each other, nodded, and then walked towards the duel venue.

A few minutes later, they boarded the elevator and came to the contestants' seat.

A few meters apart, five contestants from the Court of Fools were already sitting on the contestant seats.

The eyes of the players on both sides intertwined, as if lightning was flowing through them.

As the competition progresses, even though there has never been any grudge between the two branches, the ever-increasing sense of competition has made it impossible for them to treat each other as normal as before.

Players enter, commentators enter, and referees enter.

The host Judy briefly summarized the results of the two rounds of duels in the morning and announced the official start of the first round of duels in the afternoon.

Dark Dimon stood up amidst the deafening shouts, waved slightly in the direction of the Royal Capital auditorium, then turned around and walked out of the contestant seats.

Then he stepped onto the lifting platform on the other side and climbed onto the red side player platform.

This round of competition.

The House of Lords is the red side.

The blue side of the Court of Fools.

Without the obstruction of the Knights' House, the students of the Nobles' House cheered for the players who represented them in the battle.

But the students of the Academy of Fools did not show any weakness at all.

It was as if they had specially practiced, and their cheering voices were uniform and obvious.

The students in the House of Nobles could only use their voices to suppress them.

That's the game.

The field is a battle between players.

Off the field is a battle between supporters.

The popularity gap of this duel is also extremely obvious.

The cheering spectators in the auditorium outside the stadium are basically Dak's supporters.

Supporters of Klein Moretti are almost invisible.

But this is also normal.

He has never been a high-profile person, and most of the audience only got to know him for the first time today.

It's a pity that the first time he played in such an important event, he was crushed by his opponent... It could even be said that he was teased and manipulated by his opponent.

Klein learned a lesson from that duel, and learned something new by watching the duel between Gina Grant and Pandora Doragon.

He prepared carefully and wanted to make a good comeback in the next duel.

But his default opponent is Vit Gaud, not Dark Dimon!

"There's always a win!"

Klein patted his cheek hard and stepped onto the blue player stage.

Then he activated the card table, took out the card deck and put it in, turned on the loudspeaker device, and looked at the opposite side solemnly.

On the opposite side—Dak Dimon's expression was indeed very relaxed.

"You really don't regard me as an opponent?"

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Klein Moretti's mouth.

He knew that although his current level was quite high among second graders, it was still limited to second graders.

Each of the second-year students participating in this duel competition has abilities beyond the second-year level.

In this case, his level seems not so impressive.

Now standing on the blue player stage, he couldn't even think of how to defeat his opponent.

There was no picture in his mind at all!

Theoretically, as a duelist, one should not be timid before fighting.

kind of idea.

But he couldn't form a picture of defeating Dak in his mind!

Klein's math scores are very good, he likes to calculate, and his logical thinking is very clear.

But the more this happens, the harder it is to convince myself.

No matter how he calculated it, he felt that the possibility of defeating Dak was infinitely close to 0!

Full of pressure!

He was almost breaking into a cold sweat.

"Just relax."

On the opposite side, Dark Dimon suddenly spoke.

Klein shuddered suddenly and found that something was wrong with his facial expression, so he quickly adjusted it.

"Crab." He responded.