Card: My wife is a bit dull, but she leads thousands of dragons

Dean?

In my impression, the dean is also a very strange person.

It's like having a split personality.

Sometimes cute and adorable, sometimes domineering.

Behind the scenes, we secretly divided ourselves into the chief dean and the junior dean.

It is also very simple to distinguish.

If she is holding potato chips or barbecued meat in her hands while inspecting training, she is the dean.

On the contrary, the one with a cold face and who keeps strangers away is the dean.

However, the dean is only responsible for promoting talents in the college. The recruitment of coaches is the responsibility of the fortress center, and the dean can only recommend or nominate.

The coach qualification review takes a long time.

The unknown coaches had to confirm their identities multiple times, and the famous coaches were unwilling to take over our mess.

The fortress has been under high-level warning twice.

If this league fails to advance to the playoffs to improve the fortress's reputation, the fortress rating will drop to level three and level four public facilities will be forced to be dismantled.

My brother is overwhelmed by dealing with immigration issues every day.

Why would anyone with a little bit of ability come to Bian Yuelong?

The main players include blind players, players with stuck hands, players who quit the team, and me, a hot-tempered player. Team leader Zhou, the only one who performed stably, still suffered from the enemy team's BP.

As the BP day approached, I wanted to discuss coaching with the dean and passed by the training hall.

I heard clearly that someone said something very interesting.

"Who said that only those who stand in the light are heroes?"

I couldn't help but stop and walk towards the crowd, only then could I see the face of the person who was speaking.

He was the guy who went to the dungeon with the dean yesterday.

He didn't use enough force to hit me, and even scratched my skin.

He was practicing normally with Jiang Shu. It seemed that he should be a new member preparing to join the team. He was recommended by the dean, so his level should be fine.

But now we need a coach more than a strong player.

Later, the dean told us: "He is your new coach, Luo Bai."

For a moment, I felt like time stood still.

Captain Zhou was the fastest to react. He immediately bowed and nodded: "Hello, coach!"

We could only follow along in a daze, with all kinds of small voices muttering constantly.

"Twenty-year-old coach?!"

We all know the essential qualities of a coach.

Gain broad intelligence, know the strengths and weaknesses of both the enemy and yourself, and do a good job of BP.

Be serious, don't follow any hidden rules, just focus on the duel.

With certain personal connections, you can arrange to have sparring with a strong team.

How can a person who is less than 20 years old have these qualities?

Just talking about the second point, can this pretty boy really avoid taking advantage of the female team members?

The team coach has a very high status and power in the fortress.

The last old coach was in his fifties, but he still had lustful thoughts.

Can this twenty-year-old young man full of vigor and vitality have such determination?

I glanced sideways and found that several female players were a little agitated. They looked at the pretty boy coach with lustful looks on their faces.

Oh shit, it's over.

The coach might be the one being seduced.

"Dean, are you serious?" I couldn't help but ask.

The dean replied seriously: "Well, he is KC Silverhead."

As soon as the words fell, the team members started to buzz again. Some of the female team members even blushed and whispered to each other.

KC Silverhead, top 100 in the world!

I knew he was good at dueling, but I didn't expect him to be this good.

KC Silverhead is definitely qualified to be a coach in a level 4 fortress that is about to be downgraded. After all, there are more than 300 level 4 fortresses, and there are not enough Silverheads to go around.

But why?

With this fame, it would be easy and pleasant to start a live broadcast and earn some money, right?

I became alert and paid special attention to this person.

Until that day, the new coach said that he had arranged special training targets for us.

When I heard that, I thought it was a good thing.

A person's network of relationships can reflect a lot of information about that person.

But what did we see?

"【Black Feather】?! Teacher Shang Yu!"

"【Traveling Bird】! Teacher Shen Shen, did you do it too!"

"【Iron Beast】...Oh——"

The sparring partner invited by the new coach shattered our three perspectives.

I hope to increase the intensity of training.

But it’s not to the point of being... so excessive.

The new coach's connections are so terrifying that I don't even want to mark him.

He couldn't be the enemy.

If Tazna had such talent, would he have held our card for two hundred years?

With the help of this god-level coach.

Bian Yuelong won two consecutive games, advanced into the playoffs, and his reputation improved, temporarily maintaining his rating.

A huge stone fell from my heart.

I left without saying goodbye, took the eraser, and headed to Tazna alone.

To get back the lost justice.

I skillfully used my ten-year identity in the enemy camp and once again pulled the card into my arms.

Then use the Phantom Collapse Eraser to clean the mixed electronic virus above.

There’s only one third step left: sending this card home.

For this third step, it doesn’t matter whether I’m there or not, as long as you get to the point where you’re there.

Tanaz is still on high alert.

I tried my best to keep my presence low, but they still found me.

You can see that they are completely panicked.

This is the first time in two hundred years that they have lost the signal of this epic Blue-Eyes White Dragon.

They almost sent a division to hunt me down.

In their opinion, the card can be destroyed but cannot be returned to Bian Yuelong. This is not a question of combat power but a question of face.

I can have a hard time.

You won't have an easy time either.

Tazna and Bian Yuelong have been in a stalemate behind the scenes for two hundred years.

This silent war.

Let me put a full stop to it.

I fled to Xumi Garden, using the body of Bauhinia, which had no information about them.

I never imagined that this was a relic of God.

I witnessed one duel after another that was so shocking that it made the worlds shake and the ghosts cry. The challengers were like little suns, marching towards the challenge of the king and the god, radiating their own light and heat.

I could only watch silently from below.

Being too conspicuous is a taboo for agents.

But the coach seems to be lacking a speaker.

Unexpectedly, both the coach and the dean suffer from social phobia.

There was no other choice but to take the risk of being discovered, transform myself into Lin Yi, walk onto the podium, and encourage the general public to donate cards.

Things went well.

I, we witnessed a remarkable duel.

"[Hope for survival]."

If the author of "Duel Fairy Tale" were still alive, and if he was one of the millions of people below, I believe he would start writing a sequel and include this duel in it.

Unfortunately, Tazna's intelligence agents are like single-celled flies.

Instead of appreciating this great duel, he was only thinking about catching me.

Something went wrong when I replaced Lin Yi, and my whereabouts were discovered.

"In the end, we have to be destroyed together." I looked at the pursuers around me, thought of the red leaves, and sighed helplessly.

No one can save me.

Even if a legend came to save me, these lunatics would detonate the bombs on their bodies and take me away. They didn't explode now because they were holding on to a glimmer of hope, hoping that by letting me go, they would make me hand over the card.

"Stealing from you?" I sneered and asked back, "What do you mean by stealing?"

“It was originally ours!”

Just as I was about to destroy the card and myself, a huge black halo spread in the sky.

In an instant, the world turned gray-blue and time stood still.

When I regained consciousness, I found myself in the underworld.

But damn it.

I forgot where I hid the card.

The way to regain complete memory is to climb to the twelfth floor of the snow mountain.

Fortunately, there is a special rule for this session.

[When a creature is on the verge of death, all memories are returned]

If you can't go back, you can only entrust the card to a powerful and trustworthy person.

"Leave it to...leave it to..." I uttered the last few words with difficulty.

"Nanyang...Yi..."

Coach, can you take the card back?

Yes, he and his brother are both the sun.