137's mind is all dirty when it comes to gaming and nurturing tactics.

High School Tournament Arena.

"Damn, they fell for that? Such a powerful Big Move, and they got tricked into using it just like that?

Is this 004 player an idiot?

Can Captain 004 even use his brain anymore? If it's no good, donate it to someone who needs it early!

No, I mean, switch it out earlier!"

Up in the stands, Li Kui from team 044 revealed his roots from Zu'an immediately after the Fire Monkey's Skyward Strike hit the floor.

"A perfectly good hand, and they play it like this. If it had been me up there, I would have knocked team 042 flat ages ago."

Li Kui looked on with the same pained expression as someone who watched a player with a perfect poker hand still lose the game, deeply distressed and wishing he could go down and take over for team 004.

"If it was you going down there, you'd probably have ended up even worse!"

From the side, Zhang San said leisurely, which Li Kui did not like to hear.