My Stubborn Soul Card Follower

Shen Sui wasted no time and directly started the duel, which made Zhou Keji slightly surprised.

"Your turn first, go ahead," Shen Sui said to Zhou Keji, "Tonight, we're supposed to have at least seven duels. Don't tell me you're planning to stall?"

As the champion of the Modu Duel Tournament, everyone present knew Shen Sui's name.

Moreover, some sharp-witted individuals also gleaned some insights from the fact that he had obtained a recommendation letter from Zhang Fang.

As a result, as soon as the duel began, several onlookers gathered nearby to watch the match.

An Hai shifted his gaze from Xinyuan Yingxue's duel, leaned against the railing, and watched the duel that had already started downstairs.

"There are rumors online that you once went to Tianyi Academy to challenge Shen Sui," a sharply dressed man leaned next to An Hai with a wine glass, teasingly said, "Seeing how focused you are, did you actually duel him?"

The man was tall and thin, looking very haggard, with a somewhat devil-may-care attitude.

An Hai glanced at the man coldly and replied, "Yes, I dueled him."

This man was Tan Song, the national champion who had not long ago lost to him in the Promotion Tournament. As one of the few mainstream ninth-rank Life Card Masters not from a dueling family, Tan Song had built his deck purely through his own efforts, but that also meant it lacked the traditional craftsmanship of dueling families and often had some imaginative ideas.

"Oh? Did you win?" Tan Song leaned in curiously.

"I lost."

Upon hearing An Hai's answer, Tan Song was momentarily stunned, then burst into laughter.

He patted An Hai's shoulder and said, "You always have such a serious expression, I didn't expect you to joke around. If you lost to a fifth-rank Life Card Master, then what am I, having lost to you?"

An Hai turned around, scrutinized Tan Song, and gave a straightforward answer: "Trash."

"Damn!" Tan Song hit An Hai lightly on the chest in good humor.

Among all professional players of similar skill, he and An Hai had a relatively good relationship.

The uniqueness of the An Family made them different from ordinary dueling families. The An Family was more about pure duelists; as long as you have the strength, you can earn their respect and assistance, without regard for your background.

"Lose, and you're trash," An Hai insisted. Although his victory over Tan Song had a big element of luck, a win is a win.

Just like how he lost to Shen Sui, he did not feel angry for losing to a fifth-rank Life Card Master—perhaps there was some, but definitely not directed at Shen Sui.

On the contrary, with Shen Sui defeating him, his recognition of Shen Sui greatly increased. He didn't think there was anything wrong with Fairy Rose falling into Shen Sui's hands; Shen Sui had that level of strength.

At the same time, An Hai hoped that Shen Sui could quickly grow, so they could meet on the battlefield again.

Lose a duel, and I will win back in a duel.

This is An Hai's creed.

Tan Song knew An Hai was not the type to joke around.

He looked at Shen Sui, who was standing with arms crossed observing Zhou Keji's first-turn combo, and grew suspicious: Could this young man really have defeated An Hai in a duel?

An Hai was not the type to play on friendship; no duel ever involved going easy. To defeat An Hai indicated that the opponent had the strength of a quasi-ninth-rank Life Card Master.

Don't say that dueling is a game of luck; if you have a one percent winning chance, you can't say the opponent doesn't have the possibility of advancing all the way to the ninth rank.

Among ninth-rank Life Card Masters, those who have luckily defeated opponents to achieve their rank are not uncommon.

"Which turn do you think he'll win on?" Tan Song asked tentatively.

He wasn't underestimating Zhou Keji; even if he had been bashed online by Zhou Keji's fans, strength was an objective fact, and he wouldn't make irrational judgments based on emotional affiliations.

Zhou Keji's strength was undeniable, but what Tan Song looked down upon was his attitude towards dueling.

If you like the spotlight so much, go be a celebrity.

This was his consistent attitude toward all entertainment-focused professional Life Card Masters. Even if the other party was also a ninth-rank Life Card Master, this was his stance.

This also caused Tan Song's reputation not to be very great in the small circle of ninth-rank professional Life Card Masters, as many, who were not yet retired, already belonged to the class of superstar duelists and were inherently entertainment-oriented.

With such an attitude, Tan Song was subtly and overtly criticizing them; there's no wonder he wasn't popular.

"Shen Sui's first turn will decide the outcome," An Hai coldly replied.

"Huh? Aren't you underestimating Zhou Keji, or overestimating Shen Sui?" Tan Song said incredulously, even he needed good cards to OTK Zhou Keji.

An Hai said, "He has the skill."

Of course, An Hai wasn't making ungrounded boasts about Shen Sui.

Just now, when there were five Followers on Zhou Keji's field, he keenly captured a fleeting moment.

In Zhou Keji's deck, there was hardly any hand trap presence, nor did his Followers trigger effects at that moment, so it was highly likely to be Shen Sui's hand trap timing.

Based on his understanding of Shen Sui and personal experience in dueling him, An Hai was very certain that Shen Sui's hand traps were nothing to take lightly; each Follower was an Underworld creature.