| Number | Opponnent | Wager | Result |
|---|
| 200 | Dark Coin Champion #0138 | 10000 | + |
| In a poisonous, neon-tinged wasteland, Dark Coin Champion #0138 locked eyes with his doppelganger, both encased in identical Dark Knight armor. "A weak imitation," #0138 sneered. ???I am the original!" retorted his adversary. Ice daggers suddenly materialized from both. They charged, daggers clashing with chilling resonances. After numerous blows, #0138 found an opening. His armor darker, his magic colder, he sneered, "I told you-" and plunged his dagger into the other's side. As his opponent fell, #0138 stood victorious, the original unbroken, triumphant in the wasted battlefield. |
| 198 | Dark Coin Champion #0439 | 10000 | + |
| In the Toxic backdrop, Dark Coin Champions #0138 & #0439, identical knights with ice-cold daggers, squared off. "#0138, weakling," sneered #0439 venomously.
A testament to resilience, #0138 retorted, "I'll shatter your deluded confidence, #0439."
Their ice daggers clashed in a dazzling display, frost exploding as steel met steel, momentum carrying them in a nerve-racking dance of death. Suddenly, #0138 jerked past rival???s stupor and drove his dagger deep into #0439's armour. Sweat and frost merged as #0439 collapsed, defeated. #0138 stood, victorious. |
| 197 | Dark Coin Champion #0138 | 10000 | + |
| In the poisonous mists of the Toxic realm, two Dark Coin Champions, #0138 and #221, face off. Glowing under their light skin, Ice Daggers drawn, they strike imposing figures in Gladiator Helm and Dark Knight armour.
"Make peace with your defeat," hisses #0138, icy malice radiating from his visage.
"Only the weak speak before battle," retorts #221, his contempt hanging in the air. An intense battle ensues, each landing and dodging blows, creating a dance of wrath under the gloomy sky. But in the end, quick on his feet and sharp with his mind, #0138 lands the winning strike, making #221 taste bitter defeat. Victory is his! |