"Duel!"
Their voices rang out together, their Duel Disks unfolded, and blue-white patterns of light spread across the Central Arena.
Yūki raised a hand to his deck, the corners of his mouth already lifting.
"I'll go first."
"My turn, draw!"
A card slid off the top of his deck.
Yūki added it to his hand and glanced over it, leaving just one thought in his mind.
Nice!
This hand felt so incredibly good.
Chazz Princeton raised an eyebrow.
"Hmph, so what if you get to go first? Fujiwara Yūki, do you think the same trick will work on me again?"
He raised his arm, his blue uniform particularly striking under the lights.
"I'm not the same as before! Over this past month, I've poured everything into this deck!"
"I've added brand-new rare cards to my deck, and I've prepared specific counters for the Thunder Dragon strategy you used last time!"
As Chazz spoke with growing confidence, his two lackeys watching nearby immediately raised their arms.
"One, ten, hundred, thousand!"
"Chazz Princeton Lightning!"
A buzz of conversation rose from the spectator area.
Watching Chazz stand there with his head held high and chest puffed out, Yūki found it rather amusing.
Counters for Thunder Dragon?
But he hadn't brought Thunder Dragon at all today.
Seeing Yūki's smile grow wider and wider, Chazz faltered in the middle of his confident speech.
He had seen that expression before.
Before their last duel began, Fujiwara Yūki had looked at his hand in exactly the same way, and then a bunch of Thunder Dragon monsters had bounced back and forth repeatedly, annoying him to no end.
Chazz hurriedly shook his head.
This time would definitely be different!
He had done everything to prepare in terms of information, resources, and mindset. How could he lose to the