"Uaaah!"
God Neos, wielding the Unicorn Emperor Lance, launched a desperate charge and ended it with a single piercing strike. Hop-Light exploded into fragments on the spot, and Yuma, standing behind it, was sent flying as well.
Yuma, who had originally fused into his saint warrior form, seemed to have taken the impact head-on. His body was blasted apart as if it had come undone, reverting to red and blue Light Orbs that flew off to either side and crashed heavily to the ground.
"Ow, ow, ow."
The separated Yuma sat up, looking rather disheveled as he scratched his head.
"They even took away my ZEXAL Weapon. That's way too much."
"Ahaha, sorry, sorry."
Judai put away his Duel Disk, walked over, and held out a hand to him.
"You okay?"
Yuma grinned, took Judai's hand, and got to his feet before striking a tough pose.
"Of course! I'm totally fine!"
Yuma really wasn't putting on a brave face.
Although that blow had made it look like he had been knocked flat by the Solid Vision impact and hit the ground pretty hard, something of that level was completely painless to him.
After all, even among the protagonists of Yu-Gi-Oh!, Yuma's physical abilities ranked near the top. Judging by the anime, his jumping ability was conservatively at least three meters, and he was strong enough to tear security robots apart with his bare hands. This much did not even count as a scratch.
The separated Astral returned to his Ghost form, his expression toward Judai somewhat complicated.
This man is strong too, Astral thought.
He and Yuma had already used every trump card they had—at least, this was all they could manage at their current level.
They had even made a small breakthrough during this duel. Before, they could only