Chapter 241

The duel challenge from Insect Yume against Dragon Long Qi was initiated under the "Brand Duel" framework; thus, after Dragon Long Qi lost, Fengguang Company urgently contacted Tiancheng Guang to facilitate the handover.

According to Insect Yume's statement after his previous duel, if Fengguang Company loses the next duel as well, they must surrender the brand name.

Although this holds no meaning for Insect Yume, it is the very essence of proxy dueling.

Naturally, since they had already lost once before, the duel venue and turn order were chosen by Insect Yume.

The duel venue was selected inside an abandoned factory.

Tiancheng Guang still wore his uniform; the Fengguang Company representative brought along a cameraman and a witness, following Tiancheng Guang into the factory.

Tiancheng Guang had already prepared his deck and dueling disk, and strode forward decisively, entering the factory first.

From the direction of the factory entrance, one could see piles of debris and chaotic scrap metal.

Atop these stacked objects lay a human silhouette.

He lazily dangled one leg, propped his chin on his hand, and gazed blankly at the sky; only upon hearing Tiancheng Guang's arrival did he slightly tilt his head.

"I am the agent of Fengguang Company—this is our other duelist representative, Tiancheng Guang!"

"Ah, you're here," the lying figure chuckled, then sprang up with a sudden carp flip.

Before Tiancheng Guang could even make out his face, he suddenly cried out, "Eh eh eh, ahh ahh, wu wu wu—" and slipped, kicking something away.

Immediately after, the object he kicked struck something, triggering a suspended object above.

A discarded iron block, the size of a basketball and tied to a rope, violently swung in from the horizon.

"Whoa!!" the witness screamed.

"Oh no—" the cameraman instinctively stumbled backward.

"Get out of the way, Tiancheng!" the Fengguang Company staff member assigned to oversee the duel rushed to shove Tiancheng Guang aside.

Yet at that moment, Tiancheng Guang had no intention of moving, nor any trace of panic.

He raised his hand.

"Squeak squeak squeak squeak————"

To everyone's astonishment, Tiancheng Guang caught the iron block barehanded with his right hand, then slowly, deliberately, squeezed it.

Under his grip, the iron began to contract "out of nowhere," as if he were compressing the entire block.

Then, before everyone's stunned eyes, he squeezed the block down to the size of a shot put and hurled it behind the man in the factory.

Shhh—

Boom!

The iron ball passed by the man's ear, instantly shredding countless hairs, then slammed into the wall with a thunderous crash, embedding itself completely—no trace remained visible on the outside.

"Ee eee eee eee eee!!!!"

The man screamed in terror at the sight.

"Stop playing games!" Tiancheng Guang strode forward angrily, "If you're a duelist, settle this with a duel!"

"Brat…"

The same term—

Radically different feeling!

"My name is Tiancheng Guang! Agent of Fengguang Company, junior to Dragon Long Qi! Call me by my name!"

"Ee eee eee!!"

The man shrieked again.

Only then did Tiancheng Guang finally take the time to observe what manner of man he truly was.

He was vastly different from Tiancheng Guang's expectations.

First, his height: Insect Yume was much taller than Tiancheng Guang had imagined—even taller than many of his peers, including Judai.

But beyond height, everything else appeared "decrepit."

He slumped among the debris, hunched over, his face paler than Dragon Long Qi's, with heavy dark circles, radiating a gloomy aura.

This was the legendary duelist, Insect Yume?

Nearby, Tierra was deeply disappointed.

The "superhuman" act Tiancheng Guang had just performed was, of course, orchestrated by her. Otherwise, Tiancheng Guang would have chosen to dodge.

"Tiancheng Guang, this level of soul won't even fill the legendary dragon with much energy."

"I understand," he replied, uninterested, "but that's not the point."

"What are you muttering to yourself about?" Insect Yume, now on the ground, no longer seemed frightened; he crouched like a frail mantis.

"Why are you bothering Dragon Long Qi?"

"Why?" Insect Yume chuckled, "It's all his fault! He's doing so well and still won't lift me up! It's all his fault!"

"What are you talking about?" Tiancheng Guang felt as if his ears had gone deaf.

"I'm saying it's all his fault!" Insect Yume sneered. "He's having a great time lately—big company paying him, free instant noodles, loyal little bro like you. For such a guy to show up in front of me? That's his fault!"

He glared with mismatched eyes, extending his middle finger in contempt: "Aren't we best friends? You're living so well and won't help me? Isn't that weird!? Isn't that his fault!?"

The two Fengguang Company staff exchanged glances, unsure what to say. They knew, at least vaguely, the story between Dragon Long Qi and Insect Yume—everyone knew they were "best buddies." Dragon Long Qi had risen to the top, yet refused to pull his own…

"Nonsense!" Tiancheng Guang cut in sharply, "You're a legendary duelist too. If you want Dragon Long Qi's life, just lower your pride, decide to change, and you can have it!"

Tiancheng Guang clenched his fist, glaring fiercely at him: "There are countless companies eager to welcome a duelist like you!"

It's your own terrible reputation and refusal to change that keep you stuck scraping by like this!"

"If that's the case, on what grounds do you blame him?"

He sharply flicked his hand: "Besides, even before, when I visited him, he never fully doubted you or accused you of using underhanded tricks!"

"Until I came here, he still hoped you'd change—not remain the trash you are. But what have you done?"

"Ah, how nice your words sound! I'm the legendary duelist, you know? Legendary! They should come to me on their own—" Insect Yume dug in his ear with his pinky, then smiled slyly as if struck by an idea. "Haha, I get it. You're the kid he's counting on, aren't you? If I destroy you here, he'll be utterly hopeless. Hehehe…"

Tiancheng Guang relaxed his hand.

He took a deep breath, no longer angry, but calmly asked the others: "Recording, right?"

"Y-yes!" the cameraman hurriedly replied.

"You!" Insect Yume widened his eyes, pointing at Tiancheng Guang.

"After I win this duel, I'll upload this to the internet," Tiancheng Guang pressed his dueling disk, his tone calm, his words icy. "I will crush you completely—body and soul."

"I'm your senior, brat! Don't get above yourself! Even if you're uninjured, I can still beat you! Just give me everything you've got!"

"Duel!" x2.

Insect Yume, LP: 4000.

Tiancheng Guang, LP: 4000.

Chapter Three, Chapter Three—this month I wrote two hundred thousand words, thank you all for your support; next month I'll keep adding extra chapters aggressively.

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