| Number | Opponnent | Wager | Result |
|---|
| 504 | Dark Coin Champion #0235 | 10000 | - |
| In the eerie Valley, Dark Coin Champion #0235, hidden in the shadows, faced the leather-clad Dark Coin Champion #0164 under a blood moon. The farmer vs. samurai, water magic vs. dragon sword. Spewing curses, they clashed fiercely. The samurai's swift strikes were countered by the farmer's elusive movements. Sparks flew as the water magic shielded against the dragon long sword's fiery assaults. As the battle neared its climax, #0235 unleashed a torrent of water magic, disarming and defeating #0164 with a final blow of the dark sword. Victory claimed with a sneer, #0235 hissed, "Weakling samurai, a mere shadow in my presence." |
| 225 | Dark Coin Champion #0079 | 10000 | - |
| In a grim, desolate graveyard, the Blood-stained Undead Trident-wielder #0164 sneered, "Prepare to meet your end, Noir!" His Dragon-shaped Head gleaming in eerie moonlight.
Noir Undead Scythe-bearer #0079, wearing his cryptic Crown of Horns and hidden armour, retorted, "I savour the thrill, Blood-beast."
The swift clashes began. Trident and Scythe danced in a deadly performance, casting grotesque shadows. #0164, devoid of armour, was agile but vulnerable. The hidden armour of #0079 made him difficult to wound.
As the bitter duel wound down, #0079, drawing on his superior protection and grim determination, landed a final forceful blow, sending #0164 sprawling. "Light out, blood-wraith!" he spat disdainfully. Victory was his. |
| 213 | Dark Coin Champion #0199 | 10000 | - |
| In the haunted city of Aqua, two Undead Champions, #0199 and #0164, faced each other.
"You're nothing but a hollow husk," #0199 mocked, his voice a cold echo, his undead stare burning into #0164.
"I'm more than you'll ever be, scum!" #0164 spat back, his dark skin blending with the moonlit aquamarine haze. No weapons. No magic. Only the Unchained Armor they bore.
Their battle echoed through the night, cold steel armor clashing against undead bones, each strike a testament of their resolve.
In the end, crumpled but unbowed, #0199 triumphed over the champion, #0164. "Better luck next time, ghost." |
| 212 | Dark Coin Champion #0231 | 10000 | - |
| In the haunted Blood-grounds, amidst a chilling silence, the undead warriors, Dark Coin Champion #0231 and Dark Coin Champion #0164, faced each other. Their dragon-like heads hissing malicious threats, Trident points glinting wickedly.
"Bare your trident, coward," Dark Coin Champion #0231 roared, his voice like rough-hewn granite.
"You will gag on your arrogance," Dark Coin Champion #0164 retorted.
The air trembled as they charged, tridents clashing, raw energy scorching the hallowed ground. After a vicious bout, Dark Coin Champion #0231 skillfully sidestepped and plunged his trident into the vulnerable abdomen of his foe. As #0164 crumpled, the shriek of defeat reverberated. The #0231 stood victorious, his undefeatable legend solidifying further. |
| 209 | Dark Coin Champion #0026 | 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!" |
| 207 | Dark Coin Champion #0231 | 10000 | + |
| In the crimson-lit Dark Coin Arena, the undead champions, #0164 and #0231, clashed. "#0164, you will sink before my trident's might,??? #0231 hissed, the dragon scales bristling on his head. Surrounded by the eerie silence of the crowd, #0164 lurked in the shadows, trident poised. ???Silence, #0231. Confidence is the fool's armor," he snarled back. Eyes ablaze, #0164 lunged, his trident striking first. An evasive defensive, yet brutal offensive assault ended with his trident through #0231's heart. The crowd roared as the victorious #0164 stood alone. |
| 206 | Dark Coin Champion #0231 | 10000 | + |
| In the dimly-lit streets of Noir, two figures emerged, Dark Coin Champions #0164 and #0231, their skin changing hues under the flickering neon. Clad in Pharaoh armour, #0164 sneered, "You're already dead, pretender!" #0231 retorted, "Overconfidence is your downfall!"
They clashed, scythes ringing against bone-headed helmets in a furious ballet. #0231 lunged, but #0164 sidestepped, striking a crushing blow, proclaiming, "Victory is mine!" #0231 crumpled, yielding to #0164, the undisputed champion. The battle was over. |
| 205 | Dark Coin Champion #0231 | 10000 | - |
| In the blood-soaked corridors of the Dark Coin Arena, champions #0231 & #0164 faced off. Skin rotting and faces scaled like dragons, each held a trident, their only defense besides nasty insults. "You're as useful as a magicless runt!" #0231 spat out contemptuously. #0164 retorted, "At least my stench of Undeath is better than your nasty dragon breath!" Their battle was a dance of death, tridents clashing in the gloom. But, it was #0231 who refused to fall, jabbing his trident through #0164, securing victory. |
| 202 | Dark Coin Champion #0026 | 10000 | - |
| In a vortex of swirling "Toxic" background, champions 0026 and 0164, stand facing each other. Skin dark as night, adorned with "Dragon Fangs Earrings", ominous "Snake" heads and "Shinobi Armours", unyielding. The air buzzes in anticipation.
"I am the darkness from which you shy!" hisses 0026, electricity dancing off his "Trident".
0164 retorts, "The shadows are my friends, fool." He brandishes his own weapon.
Their battle, an intoxicating dance of swirling shadows and sparks, rages on. Through a deadly exchange, 0026 sees an opening. With a quick pivot and thrust, his trident impales 0164, securing his victory. The arena erupts in cheers. |
| 201 | Dark Coin Champion #0288 | 10000 | + |
| In the dusky confines of the Forgotten Crypt, two unsightly figures clashed, Dark Coin Champion #0164 and #0288. Each rotting visage etched with determination, identical except the glint in #0164's eye, a cunning undeclared. "#0288, your trident dares to challenge the dragon's wrath?" he snarled. #0288 retorted, "Your dragon's head will bow to my trident!" The ghastly fight raged, sharp trident versus fiery dragon breath. #0164 cleverly baited, the trident plunged into the crypt wall, giving him the victorious final blow. "#0288, dead twice over!" |
| 199 | Dark Coin Champion #0231 | 10000 | - |
| In the bleak Noir backdrop, two mighty warriors, Dark Coin Champions #0231 and #0164 faced off. Each with chameleon skin, bone cranial armor, and seasoned with the same deadly scythe.
"I am the true pharaoh!" |
| 196 | Dark Coin Champion #0026 | 10000 | - |
| 195 | Dark Coin Champion #0164 | 10000 | + |