| Number | Opponnent | Wager | Result |
|---|
| 233 | Dark Coin Champion #0618 | 10000 | + |
| In the shadowy abyss of a sunken ship, Dark Coin Champion #0199 lurched towards his nocturnal adversary; Dark Coin Champion #0618, whose dragon helm and shield shimmered ominously under moonlight. "#0618, your superficial armour belies the rot beneath!" #0199 spat. They clashed, #0618's shield meeting #0199's chainmail in a resonant symphony of scorn. But,#0199, weaponless and undead, was relentless. "Hidden armour can't hide cowardice, #0618!" With a savage lunge, #0199 ensnared #0618 in his unchained battle dress. The sunken ship claimed another victim, victory to an armour that was far from ordinary. |
| 214 | Dark Coin Champion #0439 | 10000 | - |
| In a gloomy Noir landscape, Dark Coin Champion #0439 met eyes with #0199. Both wore the Dark Knight Helm, their light skin stark against the darkness. "Your end is nigh!" sneered #0439, his sharp sickle gleaming menacingly. "We shall see," spat #0199, brandishing his own sickle. A heated battle ensued, both champions showing prowess but #0439's mastery with the Hidden One armour began turning the tide. Dodging a swift attack from #0199, he retaliated with a fatal strike. "#0199, you stood no chance!" declared the victorious #0439. |
| 213 | Dark Coin Champion #0164 | 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." |
| 191 | Dark Coin Champion #0804 | 10000 | + |
| In the heart of the Dark Coin Arena, Dark Coin Champions #0199 and #0804, mirror images of undead fury, prepare to face-off. Champion #0199 snarls, "This arena isn't big enough for two of us!" Champion #0804 retorts, "It won't be after I leave you in pieces!" Seized by a deadly dance, they clash. #0199, though weaponless, uses his Unchained armour to launch a brutal assault. Both fighters are cornered, their strength waning. In a decisive flash, #0199 lands an unexpected punch, sending #0804 skidding in defeat. "#0199 rules," he spits venomously. |
| 188 | Dark Coin Champion #0217 | 10000 | + |
| Under the saturated aqua sky, Dark Coin Champions #0199 and #0217 stood in an intimidating battle stance. Their dark skin glistened menacingly and their unchained armour rattled threateningly. Both undead, both equally fierce, but only one will stand victorious.
#0199 hissed, "You're weak, a pale imitation!"
Smirking, #0217 retorted, "Let's see who's left standing!"
They clash, bodies entwined in a furious display of strength and might. The arena echoes with their grunting. In a hair's breadth moment, #0199 lunges, toppling #0217 to the ground. "I am the true Dark Coin Champion!" he roars, triumphant! |