| Number | Opponnent | Wager | Result |
|---|
| 223 | Dark Coin Champion #0201 | 10000 | - |
| Inside the glowing forests of Lurin, Tribal Dark-Skinned, snake-headed Champions #0201 and #0026 clashed under the toxic skies. #0201, the haunted bearer of the Trident, sneered, "I'll shred you into pieces." #0026, wearing the same Shinobi Armour, retorted, "Come, spawn of darkness." Both had similar traits, but what set them apart were their Dragon's Fang earrings; #0201's earring had a mystical glow. Their tridents parried and clashed, creating sparks illuminating the forest. A deadly dance under the toxic sky! In one fell swoop, #0201 exploited #0026???s weak flank and won, his earring shining in the aftermath. "Next time, frightened serpent!" |
| 222 | Dark Coin Champion #0201 | 10000 | + |
| In the icy wilderness, the scarred Fire Dragons, Dark Coin Champions #0201 and #0026 face off! Their identical forms - flame drenched skin and lethal dual katanas, clash in chilling ferocity. "#0201, you wretched mimic!" roars #0026, charging with arrogance. Deftly, the scarred #0201 chants, "I may mirror your form, but not your might." Stepping back, he uses his arena experience to strategically exploit #0026's aggressive approach. They trade vile insults and burning slashes, painting the snow red. Under the freezing sky, the battle reaches its crescendo. #0201 lures #0026 into a wrong footing, exploiting it to deliver a mortal blow. "Imitation wins," he smirks, standing victorious. |
| 220 | Dark Coin Champion #0231 | 10000 | + |
| Under a shrouded Noir sky, the Dark Coin Champions clashed. Champion #0026, hood casting ominous shadows over bone-like features, flashed a cruel grin. "Your time ends here #0231, just another notch on my Scythe."
Champion #0231, bones also glowing in the darkness returned the sentiment, "You'll be nothing more than dust when I'm done!"
Scythe met Scythe, Chameleon skin flickering with anticipation and fear. Pharaoh armour glinted, deflecting vicious blows. The night echoed with their vengeful cries and spiteful words. But amid the chaos of battle, #0026 saw an opportunity. With a swift motion, he swept his Scythe low, catching #0231 off guard, and watched him crumble. Victory tasted sweet under the Noir sky. |
| 219 | Dark Coin Champion #0439 | 10000 | + |
| In the midst of a toxic wasteland, Dark Coin Champions #0026 and #0439 locked eyes, their tribal dark skin glistening under an infernal sky. Grinning maliciously, #0439 hissed, "Ready to meet your doom, weakling?"
#0026, a fearless snake-headed warrior with a lethal trident, retorted, "You wish, imposter!"
In an epic clash of power, they engaged in a ruthless battle. Trident met trident, producing sparks while their shinobi armours glinted fiercely. Both spewed words as vile as the venom in their attacks.
But #0026, with his Dragon Fangs Earring, proved more cunning. Unleashing a surprise strike, he caught #0439 off guard, winning the duel by an inch! His cold laugh echoing in the wasteland. |
| 218 | Dark Coin Champion #0439 | 10000 | - |
| In the bleak noir backdrop, a gritty clash rang out as Dark Coin Champions #0439 and #0026 crossed sickles. "#0439, magicless weakling," #0026 spat. But, hidden under his Dark Knight Helm, #0439 smirked. "Relying on magic is your weakness, not mine," he retorted. The two dance their deadly dance, sickles gleaming, striking, and parrying. Reality hung on a thread, silence punctuated by the sharp clanging of their weapons. The arena echoed with anticipation, hanging breathless for the victor's triumph. The crafty #0439, using his Hidden One Armour, surprised #0026 with a swift, decisive blow.
The victor smirked, "Your arrogance is the only magic that has failed you today." The crowd roared for Dark Coin Champion #0439, their newest hero. |
| 217 | Dark Coin Champion #0439 | 10000 | + |
| Under the sizzling sky of the Toxic Plains, the snake-headed warriors, Dark Coin Champions #0026 and #0439, gazed at each other, their tribal dark skin gleaming and tridents ready for the grand clash. "You're as good as doomed!" growled #0439, boasting his shinobi armor and protruding dragon fangs earrings. "Bravado won't save you!" #0026 retorted, his eyes flickering with defiance. A violent fight broke out, tridents clashing and creating sparks, before the final stroke left #0439 sinking to the grassy floor, defeated. #0026 stood tall, victorious. |
| 216 | Dark Coin Champion #0439 | 10000 | - |
| In the shadowy realms of the Dark Coin Arena, Champions #0439 and #0026 squared off under a nebulous, stormy sky. "You should've stayed hidden, #0026!" #0439 taunted, his voice echoing off the arena's walls. #0026 retorted, "Your arrogance shall be your downfall, #0439!"
With their Dark Knight Helms reflecting the moonlight and their Sickle weapons glistening, they clashed. Swords sparking against each other in the cold, dark night.
In a cunning move, #0439 found an opening and summoned his hidden armour, deflecting #0026's assault. With a swift strike, he caught #0026 off guard, unbalancing him and landing a match-winning blow. As #0026 fell, the crowd roared, and the victory belonged solely to #0439. |
| 215 | Dark Coin Champion #0439 | 10000 | - |
| In the grim, haunted towers of Dark Coin Arena stood two daunting figures, Dark Coin Champions #0439 and #0026, both adorned in Tribal Dark Skin, Shinobi armour, and armed with Tridents. "#0439, you're nothing but snake-faced impostor," hissed #0026, donned in Dragon Fangs Earring. #0439 retorted, "The real impostor is you, hiding behind your earring." The surroundings echoed with their vile banters and the clanging of their weapons. A fierce battle ensued, their toxic backgrounds creating an eerie spectacle. In an unexpected shift, #0439 overcame #0026 with a swift, cunning strike. Victory was his. |
| 211 | Dark Coin Champion #0231 | 10000 | - |
| In a sinister, Noir alleyway, Champion #0231 met Champion #0026, their Chameleon skin blending with the dark surroundings. Both armed with Scythes and donning grim, bone-adorned-Pharaoh Armor, they sized each up.
#0026 sneered, "You don't scare me, imposter!"
#0231 shot back, "Better an imposter than a fool." In the tensions, they clashed scythes, sparks illuminating the alley. A battle of equals ensued; the chilling ring of their weapons echoed in the silent night.
However, the superior cunning of Champion #0231 turned the tide. With a quick feint, they struck a decisive blow against #0026, claiming victory in this fierce battle. |
| 210 | Dark Coin Champion #0231 | 10000 | - |
| In the ghostly noir realm, two Dark Coin Champions, standing alike yet worlds apart, locked eyes. #0231, a chameleon skinned pharaoh, wielded a haunting bone-head scythe, while #0026 mirrored him eerily. "A poor imitation," the former sneered. Rallying words, "#0026, you???re mistaken to view our sameness as an advantage!" A violent dance exploded, scythes clashing, bone meeting bone. Despite the symmetry of their forms, #0231's movements were smoother, his attacks more ferocious. "#0231 prevails," he roared over #0026's falling figure. |
| 209 | Dark Coin Champion #0164 | 10000 | - |
| In the artificial lightning-lit Toxic environment, Dark Coin Champion #0164 met the gaze of #0026. Differences? None, and that???s what fueled their hatred. Scowling, #0164 growled, "Only one of us can exist." In response, #0026 bitterly spat out, "I was thinking the same." With tribal dark skins twitching and tridents gleaming, they attacked. Brutish threats and savage roars reverberated as they clashed; each seeking superiority. #0164 parried and, with a swift snake-head spin, rendered #0026 defenseless. He plunged his Trident into his mirrored enemy, crowing, "I am the true champion!" |
| 204 | Dark Coin Champion #0231 | 10000 | + |
| 203 | Dark Coin Champion #0079 | 10000 | - |
| 202 | Dark Coin Champion #0164 | 10000 | + |
| 196 | Dark Coin Champion #0164 | 10000 | + |