You Feng spoke with calm confidence.
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Title: 50. Ryo Marufuji's Graduation Showdown—Wagering the Cyber Dragon Deck?! (4/5! Support with Flowers!)
At the climax of the duel, Atem gave the command.
"Dark Magician—end this!"
A brilliant flash surged as the Dark Magician unleashed his finishing blow against Fubuki Tenjoin, whose body was enveloped in light.
"Bang—!"
"Ah!" Fubuki Tenjoin let out a desperate scream.
With that, the final assassins of the Seven Stars Organization were defeated. The darkness lifted, and silence fell across the arena.
The elite killers of the Seven Stars, defeated in an instant by the tag-team of You Feng and Yugi Mutou—it was nothing short of legendary.
"They're too powerful! This is why they're on the Gold Duelist Ranking!" Misawa Daichi muttered, visibly shaken.
"How about You Feng?" Asuka Tenjoin asked, trying to maintain a composed smile.
"He's not on the list yet, but with his strength, it's only a matter of time," Misawa replied. "Though the top positions are no joke…"
"The headmaster, Sheppard, already warned us about the Seven Stars. They're terrifying."
"You saw how Judai had to fight tooth and nail."
"But these two? Instant annihilation. That's not even fair."
Misawa couldn't hide his admiration or disbelief.
After the victory, You Feng stepped away from the Shadow Duel arena and released Mazaki Anzu from the ancient crucifix.
Holding her gently, he whispered, "It's okay now."
"You... You Feng?" Anzu said, her voice frail. "Why are you...?"
"Don't worry about that. Just rest."
Anzu didn't resist. In his arms, she felt a strange warmth—safety she hadn't known in ages. She allowed herself to lean in and close her eyes again. She was exhausted.
Meanwhile, Fubuki collapsed face-first, his mask falling off and clattering to the ground.
Clink—
His true identity revealed, a faint shimmer of energy escaped the mask—his soul reclaiming itself.
The atmosphere thickened with silence.
Asuka's smile faded in an instant. Her pupils contracted. She froze.
"Fubuki?!" Ryo Marufuji gasped.
"Big brother!" Asuka cried, dashing to her long-lost brother's side.
After years of searching, she'd finally found him—in a way she never expected.
Kneeling beside him, she helped him up, tears welling.
The duel's conclusion had taken everyone by surprise.
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The Next Day
In Duel Academy's medical center, Fubuki Tenjoin slowly opened his eyes to find a crowd of familiar faces.
"Brother! Do you remember me?!" Asuka exclaimed.
"…Asuka?" Fubuki blinked. "Everyone...?"
His memories came flooding back, all at once. Years of confusion cleared in a moment.
"You remember!" Asuka wept joyfully. "I've been looking for you forever!"
You Feng yawned from a nearby chair, watching the reunion with a faint smile. Judai Yuki rested in another bed, recovering. Mazaki Anzu was no longer in danger.
"You Feng, can I have a word?" Ryo Marufuji said, approaching calmly.
You Feng nodded. "Sure."
They stepped outside. Both duelists stood tall, eyes level.
You Feng took a quick glance at his Duel Disk—yesterday's win against Camula had earned him 700 points. He was now at 2,000.
Another sign-in or duel would push his total even higher.
Unfortunately, Camula wasn't on the Gold List, so he missed out on a Gold Tier reward.
Still, duelists like Misawa Daichi and Katsuya Jonouchi were on the list and challengeable.
But there was no rush.
"This," Ryo said, producing a sealed envelope, "is my Graduation Challenge."
"A Graduation Duel?" You Feng raised an eyebrow. "Accepted."
"But," he added, "I want to raise the stakes."
Ryo's expression darkened. "What kind of stakes?"
You Feng drew out his deck, eyes gleaming with raw intent. "A duel for our decks."
Ryo froze.
No duelist ever wagered their deck. A deck was a reflection of the duelist's soul—every card chosen with purpose, each battle shared.
"To bet your deck is to bet your life," Ryo said gravely.
"And the weak don't deserve life," You Feng replied. "Let this be a trial by fire. If your deck can't carry you to victory, forge a new one—rise again. Or refuse, and walk away."
You Feng's voice was calm, but his words were sharp enough to cut steel.
He wanted Ryo's Cyber Dragon deck—that's what this was really about. A test of pride and purpose.
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Title: 51. Region-Wide Broadcast! Mind Scan Activated! (5/5—More Flower Power Needed!)
Ryo looked down at his Cyber Dragon deck, clenched tight in his hand.
He understood.
This wasn't just a duel.
It was the catalyst he needed.
He'd hit a ceiling. His deck—once unbeatable—now felt limited. Inflexible.
And You Feng had forced him to confront that.
Breakthroughs often come only when you're willing to risk everything.
"I accept," Ryo said, eyes fierce. "I was wondering the same about your Emperor Deck. Let's make this meaningful."
He turned and left without another word.
You Feng watched him go and smiled faintly.
"The Cyber Dragon deck, huh?" he muttered. "It'll make a great second build."
As for losing?
He didn't fear it.
Even in defeat, his Gold List ranking and sign-in rewards would give him the means to build again—stronger than ever.
And besides…
He already knew Cyber Dragons inside and out.
It's why he was ready to stake everything.