Free Web NovelChapter 388: Chapter 144: Are you here to squat for the newcomer too?
Outside the barrier, everyone couldn’t help but sigh as they looked at the card face.
"I really didn’t expect Coach Shil to actually fight with the Curator until the last soldier."
"Recently, when I went with the Curator to challenge halls or watched others challenge halls, there was never a fight as close as this one."
"The only one that might have been a bit close to this was the draw between Flat Orange and the Curator. But at that time, both sides had just revealed all their regular cards before it was a draw. I don’t know what kind of agreement they reached on the card table."
"It seems that the Showcase Club might achieve results this time."
Jason Hou, who was in the crowd, listened to these remarks and didn’t know what to say for a moment.
Just a month or two ago, his opponent, who competed with him in the Nova Championships, was now able to rival his own Master.
He did not know how to describe the bitter feeling in his heart. All in all, it was not a good taste.
At this time, a void commentator came online in the crowd. freēwēbηovel.c૦m
"Although the Curator’s King Card only has 20 points of health left, it’s actually not easy for Coach Shil to win..."
He looked at the card face and slowly spoke.
"Because Curator’s [Golden Demon Mother] can heal 30 points [Healing] every round."
"And note that this [Healing] states that it is ’automatically obtained’, which means that even if it is controlled, it can still regain health."
"So unless Coach Shil’s newly revealed card also has a [Healing Forbidden] effect, if he wants to win, he must kill the [Golden Demon Mother] in the first round of unveiling the card."
"To eliminate the [Golden Demon Mother], he must take into account the 5-point [Shield]."
"That means Coach Shil’s King Card must have an attack power of at least 25 points to win."
"Considering that the Curator can let the [Golden Demon Mother] use [Defense] to reduce damage and then drag the rounds for healing."
"The requirement for Coach Shil’s King Card will be upgraded again. He must have at least 45 attack power to win."
"45 points of damage -5-point [Shield], with 20 points of damage left on [Defense], just right."
"That doesn’t sound too difficult. Perhaps we don’t have a [Healing Forbidden] card, but I believe everyone has cards with an attack power of more than 45 points, which is not that rare."
"But what needs to be noted is that the key problem is that Coach Shil only has 10 points left."
"A 10-point card wants to have 45 points of attack power, or say, wants to deal 45 points of damage to the [Golden Demon Mother] in one round."
"That must be an S-class Demon Slayer Card, right?"
"It’s better to expect that Coach Shil’s next unveiling will still be a [Healing Forbidden] card, rather than expecting a card that is impossible to appear."
"But the [Healing Forbidden] card is so rare, can Coach Shil really have two of them?"
Upon hearing this analysis, everyone nodded their heads, feeling that it made a lot of sense.
At this time, Blue Skin’s face was somber: Yeah, this analysis is absolutely correct.
But he also knew that Coach Shil had always brought surprises to them.
So, will this time... freēwēbηovel.c૦m
It was obvious that the points at which Shil could turn the tide had been completely analyzed.
So the conclusion is:
Where would he get an S-class Demon Slayer Card or a second [Healing Forbidden] card?
"I surrender."
Shil spread his hands, not revealing his King Card.
Before his own pathetic 10-point King Card was revealed, if he couldn’t beat Henry Thompson, then he really couldn’t beat him.
His deck was, after all, a desperate gamble.
Facing Henry Thompson’s powerful deck, he had placed all his bets on the regular cards.
But in the end, he fell just a little bit short. There was nothing he could do.
All in all, he thought he actually played normally, or even exceptionally, in this game.
There were times when he made mistakes and got caught, and when he fell into the opponent’s calculations and was predicted.
But there were also moments when he caught the opponent and successfully predicted things.
The opponent was, after all, a Curator of a Card Club and the top-level battle power in the player’s circle.
His experience, deck strength, and deck richness were all, frankly, stronger than his own.
It wasn’t like he could always keep the upper hand against opponents like Bear and Catfish Head Clan, controlling the entire game.
And even against opponents like Bear and Catfish Head Clan, Shil believed that if the battle line was stretched, he wouldn’t be able to win.
For example, if he played ten games in a row against the same person, he could probably only win the first 2-4 games.
Because later on, his deck would be completely exposed.
Now being able to play to this point, Shil felt that he was okay.
Although it was a pity, there was no way around it.
Buzz...
As he pressed the surrender button, the card table began to converge, and the barrier slowly faded.
"Curator, you’re amazing."
"Curator is awesome."
"Director Thompson is top-notch."
"As expected of you, Curator."
The audience first paused, then reacted and sent compliments and thumbs-ups to Henry Thompson. Only Blue Skin, hiding in the crowd, raised his middle finger.
This character "hide" really has a bit of essence.
(So you knew that this gesture had other meanings, huh?)
Shil caught the slightly dodgy posture of Blue Skin.
He thought that from now on, when the opponent raised his middle finger, he would have to savor it carefully.
At this moment, a hand patted his shoulder.
"Stanley, very good, you played very well."
Just now still sweating, Henry Thompson now had a brilliant smile.
Because no matter what, he eventually won.
The joy of winning a hard-fought battle is quite satisfying for card players.
