Free Web NovelChapter 1015: Chapter 371 Have you ever seen a pair of S-rank Cards_2
Today, he decided to go all in with the Kung Fu Card route.
In his Kung Fu Deck, there were only two cards that carried the Dragon Label.
One was naturally the Martial Tower Master.
The other one was...
[Clang!]
The card face flipped, and a seven-colored light column sprayed into the sky.
Beginning Stick, could be a Dragon Card or a Kung Fu Card.
That was its universal label’s utility.
In any Series Deck, it could function like a universal plug-in.
"Eh! An S-Level Card???!!!"
The Goblin Beastman’s pupils shrunk in an instant.
As the light column retracted, an ordinary-looking iron stick came into view.
He was relatively lucky, having witnessed an S-Rank Card being played from a close distance before.
But on the Card Table as the opponent of an S-Rank Card, this was his first time.
At this moment, the Goblin Beastman realized that experiencing a card above the table and beneath the table were completely different things.
The appearance of that iron stick seemed nothing special but gazing at it directly had an oppressively heavy effect that made it hard to breathe.
He found his breathing becoming more and more labored, as if he could suffocate from lack of oxygen at any moment.
Yet Ree Shil’s Reveal Card action was not yet over.
He flicked his finger again.
Ding!
[Sheep God~!]
A strong, clangorous voice sounded, and a figure burst forth straight from the card face.
"This, what is this?!"
The Goblin Beastman only caught a glimpse of the same seven colors before he fainted in horror.
If the oppression from the Beginning Stick had brought him close to the tipping point, on the brink of collapse, then the appearance of the Kung Fu Sheep God was not a mere final straw but the last camel crushing the straw.
"Huh, this can happen too?"
This situation unfolding in front of Ree Shil was certainly unexpected.
An S-Rank Card’s suppressive power peaked as it was revealed.
But for an average card player, no matter how uncomfortable, with some endurance for a while, at most within 1 or 2 rounds, they would be able to adapt.
Therefore, the off-table effects of an S-Rank Card’s suppressive force generally lasted no more than 2 rounds.
But this tactic of revealing two S-Rank Cards in one round, he launched into actual combat for the first time.
Unexpectedly, the intensity of the pressure was so great it knocked out the seemingly robust Beastman?
"So, what if I reveal 3 S-Rank Cards in the frontline at once, what then?
Could I pass out anyone I encounter?
No good, this means I need to consciously practice too.
Otherwise, if one day I face an opponent who reveals 3 S at the start, won’t I be the one to bite the dust?"
Mumbling to himself, Ree Shil began his operations.
Due to fainting, the Goblin Beastman could not make a move, only waiting for the time limit.
Once the time limit passed, all his cards would be considered Standstill.
If he exceeded the time limit to Reveal Card, it would be a direct surrender to a Covered Card.
Essentially granting Ree Shil a free hit.
The fainting did not last long; about 10 minutes later, the Goblin Beastman finally came to gradually.
"What happened to me..."
He touched his head and stood up again, recalling the recent events as he looked at the Card Table.
"Err, err, err."
However, at this moment, only 5 cards remained in his 9+1 card deck!
Covered Cards + 1 King Card!
"You’re awake."
Ree Shil, whose card deck was full, smiled cheerfully.
"..."
Eyeing the cards in front of him, then his own cards.
The Goblin Beastman knew this game was inevitably lost for him.
Unless his remaining 5 cards were all S-Level Cards, there was no chance of turning the tables.
"Brother, leave a name for me to remember," he said after a moment of Silence.
That was a more civilized way of speaking amongst gamblers. In fact, it meant are you brave enough to leave your name so I can seek revenge in the future.
"A name that remains unchanged whether I stand or sit, Administrator, Grace Spring."
Ree Shil’s words made the Goblin Beastman’s heart leap.
The title Administrator had been widely circulated within their Left Heart Sect lately.
They heard that quite a few brethren had been arrested by the Administrator.
"Fine! I’ll remember you, Grace Spring."
"Remember all you want, you’ll be waiting for jail once you’re out."
Within a few words, the Goblin Beastman hit the Surrender button.
Hum...
As the card table folded up, the goblin beastman’s body started to disperse into blue light.
And Ree Shil was more than happy to watch the other party leave.
Because by killing a member of the Left Heart Sect, he did not earn Administrator Points, but due to the level-crossing PK, he also received several card draw chances as a reward.
When the card table had vanished without a trace, the Time-space Freeze was finally lifted.
The only one still standing intact on the field, the Deer-Antler Man, still had the same puzzled expression on his face from a second ago. freewēbnoveℓ.com
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By the time he regained his senses, all he saw was Ree Shil standing in front of him.
Since he could not detect the Time-space Freeze, in the Deer-Antler Man’s perception, time had remained continuous.
All he had seen was Ree Shil firing an unknown sect’s wave of light, and then the Gun Beast Apostle was blasted to smithereens.
"Young man... are you also an Apostle?"
As a celestial expert, the Deer-Antler Man couldn’t believe there was any Kung Fu that he couldn’t understand.
Therefore, he found his own guess more reasonable.
But... are there Apostles among the Kung Fu Beasts?
This was unheard of!
"Hmm-hmm."
Ree Shil neither confirmed nor denied.
...
Border Defense, the Headline District between the Kung Fu Beast Great Wall and the Gun Beast Camp.
Here, a marquee was temporarily set up, looking lonely among the two armies.
"Huh~!"
A Fine Horse galloped up from beneath the city and then came to a halt.
General Zebra, clad in military armor, sat on the horse, casting his gaze towards the Gun Beasts’ camp.
On that side, someone was also approaching this way.
The newcomer was riding a Steel Mechanical War Dog distinctive to the Gun Beasts.
The War Dog was draped with various types of firearms, but these weapons served more for show, to display the rider’s noble status.
This was a member of the Gun Beasts’ Royal Clan, with a head that was purely a cannon barrel.
The newcomer approached General Zebra, and the two faced off.
What sent a chill down General Zebra’s spine was the sense that this Royal Clan member was extraordinarily strong.
After all, he himself had been at the celestial second level for over a decade.
To significantly feel somebody’s strength, that individual would have to be at least at the celestial fourth level.
"General Zebra, I’ve long heard of your renowned name.
I am from the Royal Clan of the Gun Beasts, the Leopards and Cannons lineage. You may call me Lord Leopard."
The other party gave a casual hand wave, introducing himself.
"Lord Leopard, I’m unsure why you’ve invited me here."
General Zebra returned the gesture.
The Gun Beasts’ actions were odd this time; a huge army pressing forward, yet just encamped.
They did not show any offensive moves; it felt more like a display of military power, a show-off.
Three days ago, they had received an arrow message.
It was an invitation for General Zebra to have a "chat."
"General, let’s sit and talk."
Lord Leopard seemed quite at ease, as he walked directly under the marquee and sat in a chair.
"Would you like a cup of motor-oil tea? It’s a special product from us Gun Beasts."
He even took the initiative to pour a peculiar drink for General Zebra.
"No need."
General Zebra’s eyes twitched slightly as he recalled some not-so-pleasant memories.
In his younger years, he had disguised himself as a Gun Beast to infiltrate their city.
For the purpose of experiencing life + scouting the enemy + experiencing life + experiencing life.
"Lord, just speak frankly. I have many matters to attend to with my troops."
Thus, he sat down assertively.
You might see that the other side seemed quite polite, but he knew all too well about such a smiling tiger.
"Alright, General, you are straightforward, so I’ll cut to the chase."
Lord Leopard said with a smile, nodding, "You have probably seen a portion of our forces. If we truly start this war, I fear it won’t end in less than a decade or eight years."
"Hmmph, indeed, it won’t be an easy task for a portion of our forces to deal with you either," replied General Zebra, not showing any weakness as the other emphasized "a portion of our forces."
"If the war drags on, it will be costly and laborious for both sides.
So, I suggest..."
Lord Leopard paused for a moment, "How about we each send some representatives to determine the outcome based on individual victories and losses? "
"Oh?"
Upon hearing this proposal, General Zebra immediately furrowed his brows.
It was an enticing suggestion.
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